A slightly eerie melody swayed in everyone's eardrums.

Under everyone's gaze, Song Ci, dressed in a funny clown costume and wearing a clown mask, stood on the stage.

The cheers at the scene immediately stopped abruptly.

Instead, there was a burst of shock!

Everyone was amazed by Song Ci's appearance.

"! Clown!! ”

"This is a real clown, standing on the stage! Song Ci is attentive! ”

"I like this outfit very much, I don't know how the song is?!"

"Fox whistle, this is a singing competition, not a dress up competition!"

Feng Xipu stood on the side of the stage, clasped his hands in front of his chest, and looked at Song Ci standing on the stage vigorously, and there was no special expression in his eyes.

It seems that Song Ci's performance is completely in his heart and can't make any waves.

Suddenly, the music rises and falls dramatically.

Like a hammer, it struck everyone's heart.

It's like an invisible giant hand that suddenly grasps the blood of the listener, making people breathe obstruction!

[If someone asks me, I will talk about it, but no one comes]

[I'm looking forward to having something to say and not being able to load]

[My mood is like a bottle lid being lifted]

[The mouth is raising moss]

The exaggerated clown, on the stage, holding the microphone, lowered her head slightly, as if she was telling everyone this little story lightly.

Feng Xipu's gaze flickered twice calmly, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the focus of his pupils fell completely on Song Ci's body at this moment—or rather, completely on the clown on the stage.

Offstage.

The people who sat down in the first row of the review seats leaned one after another, as if an invisible force was pushing them back.

It's the power of music itself.

A reviewer who is familiar with Cantonese nodded again and again: "As soon as these words come out, I can hear that the Cantonese of Song Ci is really very standard!" ”

"I didn't expect that Song Ci actually sang in Cantonese!"

"Cow! This voice is really natural! ”

[The quieter the crowd, the more unacceptable it becomes]

[If you want to make an accident, you will suddenly sing]

[Anywhere is like a four-sided platform]

[I am very emotional in the most flashy shirt]

[Remember the slip pocket when someone comes to take pictures]

The audience at the scene all showed expressions of listening to the song very seriously.

or nodded, or gently shook his body with the music, or screamed directly.

Song Ci's opening of his voice greatly surprised everyone's expectations.

"It's Cantonese! The grapevine is really true! ”

"Wuhu! What a fried song! I feel like my brain doesn't belong to me anymore! ”

"Ahhh......h Why do I think this song by Song Ci sings so well! The writing is also superb! ”

Home.

A family of three, all straightened up, sitting on the sofa, looking at the TV with all six eyes in unison, even forgetting to breathe.

Song Hongdou hugged a doll and stood up directly: "Sounds good!" You've got to win! ”

After listening to Feng Xipu's song just now, her face was ugly.

Because of Feng Xipu's new song, it is very strong and explosive.

So Song Hongdou's heart has been hanging high, this is a very powerful opponent, and Song Ci is really easy to overturn.

Li Siyu's little face was full of nervousness, as if it was about to drip out.

Her teammate walked over and, seeing that she was looking so seriously, gently patted her on the shoulder, but she didn't react at all.

The whole person has been fully immersed in the game.

The crew of "I Am Not the God of Medicine".

Dozens of people stood in front of the huge projection, but everyone's expressions were much more relaxed.

"It's so good, Teacher Song Ci's voice is amazing!"

"When he returns to the crew, we must invite Mr. Song to karaoke when we are free! Such a great opportunity, we can't miss it! ”

Tang Shi pricked up his ears, as if he wanted to hear every lyric of Song Ci in his heart.

Gu Jinghong's assistant brought her a glass of water, and she took it without bias, her eyes locked on the screen all the time.

At this time, Song Ci was wearing a clown mask, and everyone couldn't see his expression.

In the main song part, the voice of Song Ci is relatively low.

When everyone's eyes were attracted to him, the lights on the stage suddenly closed in half, as if a heavenly light shrouded Song Ci.

All around him was dark.

Only he was singing.

Finally, Song Ci sang the chorus!

He lifted his left hand to his face, took off the clown mask, and threw it behind him.

Immediately, a face with an exaggerated and funny smile was revealed.

[You and I are exaggerated, exaggerated, just because I'm afraid]

[Do you get attention when it looks like wood and stone?]

[Actually, I'm afraid of being forgotten to magnify it]

The audience gasped, and the chimneys trembled slightly.

In the chorus part, under the backdrop of the top sound at the scene, Song Ci's voice passed through everyone's eardrums and swayed in the deepest part of everyone's cerebral cortex, setting off wave after wave of turbulent and shocking!

Feng Xipu's eyes widened suddenly.

He looked at the stage in disbelief, his movements became extremely exaggerated, as if he had really turned into a clown's Song Ci, and he was so surprised that his mouth couldn't close.

At this moment, the number of people in the live broadcast room has already exceeded 100 million.

If the barrage is not set up specially, it is so dense that you can't see the specific content of the stage at all.

"! it! DNA trembles! ”

"It's just a numb scalp! I haven't heard such a nice Cantonese song in years! Song words are awesome! ”

"Clown theme, Song Ci won, who is for it and who is against?"

"Why didn't the camera give a close-up of Mr. Feng! I want to see now what kind of expression Feng Xipu has when he hears the song Song Ci! ”

Hearing the chorus, the tension on Song Hongdou's face suddenly subsided.

At present, the stage performance of Song Ci's "Exaggeration" is simply impeccable!

Next, it depends on the audience, whether they know the goods or not!

On stage, the mood was soothed again.

It's like a person.,After venting all the resentment in his chest, it's like a skill cooldown period.。

Song Ci began to sing the second verse of the main song.

His body stiffened, like a beginner dancer.

[That year, the eighteenth alma mater prom stood like a minion]

[At that time, I tearfully swore that you must see me]

[There are too many ordinary and ordinary roads in the world]

【Which ...... do you live in?】

As soon as the first sentence of the second paragraph came out, the musicians in the first row, suddenly you look at me, I look at you.

Everyone's eyes were filled with a thick sense of amazement.

"Good words! Good song! Good singing! ”

"Top, top, top! It can be seen that in order to win this game, Song Ci really showed his ability to press the bottom of the box! ”

"I can't find the adjectives anymore, but the most accurate thing is that my scalp is numb, right? But I feel that these four words can't describe the shocking mood of Wang at this moment, immersed in this song! ”

Song Hongdou's pupils shrank.

As soon as she heard the lyrics, her thoughts couldn't help but fly to the time when she met the eighteen-year-old Song Ci.

At that time, when Song Ci just stepped into this circle, as described in the song, he was a little submissive!

Is this song your heart's desire?

Her eyes flickered.

Home.

Dad looked a little anxious: "I can't understand these lyrics, he doesn't sing in Mandarin, will he not have enough audience, and he will lose the game when the time comes!" ”

The direction that Dad is worried about is a bit off.

Song Lanjun smiled: "Dad, the audience for Cantonese songs is still quite wide, and brother's song is really good!" ”

As she spoke, she held up her phone and revealed the Weibo page.

At this moment, it is only two or three minutes before Song Ci appears.

However, the topic of the four words [Song Ci Appearance] has exploded on Weibo.

The audience had already heard the intracranial orgasm.

"I stood like a slave at the 18th alma mater ball that year, and I tearfully swore that you must see me!! Song Ci, you did it!! ”

Is this the voice of Song Ci? This is to sing all the blood and tears of his past ten years into the song, right? ”

"In this lyrics, there doesn't seem to mention the word clown, but it seems that every word is a clown's self-talk, this song is much more advanced than Feng Xipu's!"

At this time, Song Ci had already sung the last chorus!

[If I'm there a stuffy scene, are you hysterical enough to watch the performance?]

[With tears drenched in flowers, I just want you to be surprised, I don't seem to exist in the old days, increase the stakes]

[Do I know that the green tendons also exist now, stare at me, don't just look at smallpox]

[I can drink as much as you want if you have a cup of tea, don't forget that someone is singing for you]

Treble!

It was like a soft thorn stabbing into the ears of the audience.

This is the hoarseness of the clown.

This is the cry of the clown's soul.

This is a soft thorn, a little harsh, but it scratches people's hearts, so that people can't help but feel compassion.

Feng Xipu's whole face became extremely ugly.

He took a sharp breath and stared at Song Ci in disbelief.

He finished singing with a big smile on his face.

His chest heaved violently, matched by his comical makeup.

It looks funny, but it sounds heartbreaking.

The camera gives him a close-up of a second at the right time.

But he was already numb.

And the audience in the live broadcast room was shocked when they saw him, and they didn't have time to point it out in the barrage.

Because everyone was shocked by the final ending of Song Ci.

Song Hongdou couldn't help but look at the screen and applauded, she felt that Song Ci was done tonight.

So without waiting for the final result to come out, at this moment, she directly flipped out her mobile phone and sent a message to Song Ci: "Congratulations to my husband!" Hehe, I defeated Feng Xipu, I must reward you well when I am free! ”

At home, although the song song was finished, my parents were even more nervous.

"Junjun, can you do it in the end!"

"Let's see if there's any latest news on the Internet!"

Song Lanjun said helplessly: "This is a live ......"

Song Ci bowed to everyone amid the cheers of the audience.

The host walked up and said with a smile: "Do you think this song of Teacher Song Ci is good?" ”

The audience was cheered by the excitement of the tsunami and the tsunami.

In the first row, reviewers can't wait.

A Cantonese boss was the first to take the microphone and said: "Song Ci, your Cantonese is very good, as far as I know, you are from the Western Capital, so, are you specifically looking for someone to learn Cantonese?" ”

Song Ci nodded, and there was still some fine sweat on his forehead at this time.

The hostess kindly handed him a tissue.

While wiping his sweat, he replied: "Yes, I have been in the crew during this time, and I have learned a lot from Teacher Jiang Qi!" ”

The crew of "I Am Not the God of Medicine".

When everyone heard Song Ci mention Jiang Qi, they all looked at Jiang Qi with a smile.

Jiang Qi waved his hand at everyone and said that he would continue to watch the live broadcast.

But in his heart, he still feels warm.

You must know that the King of Singers Contest is a competition for 3.4 billion people across the country.

At the moment, the number of people watching the live broadcast is estimated to exceed 100 million.

Song Ci was willing to say his name in front of the national audience, which made Jiang Qi, a person who had lived for half his life, feel very honored.

The last singer Cheng Cheng continued to ask: "It's a great song, but I have a little doubt about the interpretation of your last chorus, what do you sing...... How to say it, it's almost on the verge of breaking the sound, but this paragraph lasted for several sentences, and I think you shouldn't have played abnormally until the sound broke for so long! ”

Hearing Cheng Cheng say this, the ordinary audience was suddenly excited.

"Huh? Song Ci sings broken sounds? Why didn't I hear that? ”

"It's worthy of being a singer, your ears are amazing!"

"Where is the sound broken, I didn't hear it at all!"

"Hahaha, what's the matter if the sound is broken, this song is just good!"

Song Ci looked at Cheng Cheng and explained very seriously: "This is a small design, what I want is the feeling of being on the verge of breaking the sound!" ”

Cheng Cheng suddenly smiled and gave a thumbs up to Song Ci, with an expression that I admired your operation.

Because of the song Song Ci, it is really shocking.

So there are several more commentators who want to speak.

But because of the time, he was directly cued by the host.

Feng Xipu was called to the stage again.

There's still one last minute to go.

And at this moment, in the live TV broadcast, it has begun to enter the advertisement.

For one minute of advertising time, the advertising fee is calculated on a second-by-second basis.

In the entire King of Singers competition, every time you advance, you can wait for the income share of the organizing committee of the competition.

For example, if Song Ci is considered to be in the top 32, then you can get 500,000, and if you enter the top 16, it will be 1 million, and the final champion will be 10 million in bonuses.

Of course, those who can participate in this competition are not poor money-earners.

Song Ci reached out and wanted to shake hands with Feng Xipu.

But this old-timer didn't squint, didn't look at Song Ci at all, and directly ignored Song Ci's actions.

This scene was only seen by the audience on the big screen.

But only for a moment.

In one minute, the host excitedly announced that Song Ci successfully advanced to the next round with nearly 50 million votes that surpassed Feng Xipu.

The tsunami-like cheers of the mountains immediately drowned out Song Ci. (End of chapter)