[009 Su Qingyun takes the stage, a new song]

"Whew... Hmmm......"

"Ah~huh~"

On the stage, Hua Yuchen was still there crying wolves.

He bared his teeth and claws, and his whole body trembled.

At the moment, there are nearly one million viewers in the live broadcast room.

"Master Hua is worthy of his name, and this line has improved a lot."

"Why do I think it's a microphone leaking, you see Hua Yuchen screaming in pain!!"

"This is a musical genius? Is this also called singing? Scared the hell out of my dogs! ”

"My dog, too, ran away with a whoosh, like hell."

Many viewers ridiculed while posting barrages.

However, these barrages completely angered Hua Yuchen's fans.

Huahua's fans are a group of noble little fairies, how can they stand the cynicism of these inferior men?

The little fairies were not happy and immediately launched a crazy counterattack!

"Men down, get out of the live broadcast room, you also deserve to enjoy Huahua's music?"

"A group of uneducated, low-quality keyboard warriors."

"It's just you, you don't deserve to carry shoes!"

"This song is called 'Cancer', and it represents the best level of Chinese music in the past decade, which is avant-garde music, but also experimental music, reflecting the struggles and hesitations of cancer patients."

"Woo woo woo...... I cried, Huahua is so great, I heard from Huahua's babbling and babbling and suffocating words that in the abyss, the desperate struggle of cancer patients...... Good heartache...... It's so sad...... Huahua is amazing! ”

"This little fairy strongly recommends that this song be included in the medical insurance, so that all cancer patients can hear this song!"

"Gods! Apotheosize! Flowey must be a god! ”

"Hua Yuchen, the leading singer-songwriter in the Chinese music scene! Banzai!!! ”

"This is art, how can a group of illiterate people appreciate art!"

Those netizens who were stunned were not to be outdone, and immediately burst into flames and sprayed against Hua Yuchen's fans.

"Art can be grounded, but please don't be grounded. Thank you! ”

"A bunch of brainless fans, you like this song, please set it as a ringtone for incoming callers, and listen to it at night to sleep!"

"Gross... Hua Yuchen's fans are all mentally retarded, right? ”

"Damn, my girlfriend who was pregnant in a different place listened to this song and had a miscarriage!!"

"The little fairies are in a hurry, Hua Yuchen fart is fragrant to you."

For a while, some melon-eating netizens and fans of Hua Yuchen got up in the live broadcast room.

The two sides are noisy and noisy, and neither is convinced.

In the end, all kinds of greetings to the eighteenth generation of the ancestors were cursed.

Backstage, Su Qingyun looked at this scene dumbfounded.

He only felt that Hua Yuchen in this world was too narcissistic!

How arrogant does a person have to be to perform such a thing that is not a fart on stage?

Su Qingyun listened to this terrifying and poignant voice, and his little heart couldn't help but beat wildly, it was terrifying!

Is this what people hear?

How can I hear such a ghostly cry?

Leave this ghost cry to the little fairies!

After all, Hua Yuchen's appearance is the most handsome in the eyes of the female treasures.

"I don't agree with Hua Yuchen's musical talent, but his skills in training fans are invincible."

"Look at this group of female treasures, they have been completely tamed by him."

Su Qingyun shook his head, remembering that when Hua Yuchen first debuted, his early songs, like "Dust in the Fireworks" and "The King and the Beggar", although there were some show-offs, the songs were quite normal.

Wouldn't it be nice to just keep creating like this?

I don't know when it began, Hua Yuchen began to ride to the road of the underworld.

Thinking of Hua Yuchen's adaptation of "Exaggeration", Su Qingyun couldn't help but shiver.

The name of this Flower Feather Dust Mage is really well deserved!

Others ask for money when they sing, but he sings to death!

Finally, the song of Hua Yuchen is over.

He closed his eyes tightly and stood on the stage triumphantly, enjoying the shouts and cheers from the fans.

Backstage, the mentors and contestants were shocked.

Xue Zhiqiao stood in place stupidly, and was directly shocked into an emoji.

"This, this, this music style is kind of weird."

Xue Zhi's eyes were dull, he really couldn't appreciate this weird music, he just wanted to open his mouth to comment a few sentences, and suddenly it occurred to him that this person who stepped on the horse was not a student, but a mentor like him!

At this time, a student asked, "Teacher Xue Zhiqiao, can you comment on this song?" ”

Xue Zhi apologized and said without tears: "I'm not worthy, how can I comment on this work?" ”

Obviously, Xue Zhiqiao didn't want to cause trouble!

Yang Mi on the side turned pale, as if she had seen a ghost.

Yang Mi was already timid, and when she heard this music from the underworld, she was even more frightened and her little heart pounded.

Although she is not a professional singer, she can tell the difference between good and bad!

At this moment, she really wanted to scold: "Hua Yuchen, don't be a demon." ”

……

Finally, the performances of the three mentors are all over, and the show is back to the topic.

The preliminary round has ended, and the players who can still stay on the stage at this moment either have good looks or strength.

Of course, if you don't have good looks or strength, it's okay if you have a background.

With one contestant after another, after choosing a mentor, it was finally Su Qingyun's turn to take the stage.

This time, Su Qingyun was still in jeans, a white T-shirt, and holding a shabby acoustic guitar.

"Yo, classmate Su Qingyun, we meet again, you are still so handsome!"

Xue Zhiqiao took the microphone and said half-jokingly.

The only girl on the judges' seat, the goddess in the eyes of everyone, Da Mimi's eyes were like water, looking at Su Qingyun deadly, obviously, she seemed to be very interested in Su Qingyun.

"May I ask Mr. Su, last time you sang a song "Nanshan Nan", what song will you bring us this time?"

Su Qingyun smiled faintly: "A campus ballad "You at the Same Table". ”

As soon as he heard that it was a campus ballad, Hua Yuchen's face instantly darkened, and he sneered:

"Su What clouds? Please respect this stage. ”

"If you want to sing a school ballad, please go back to school and sing it!"

"This stage is not for you to sing things that don't get on the stage."

Folk songs are already niche, not to mention campus ballads.

This world has not given birth to folk singers like Luo Dayou, Lao Wolf, Ye Bei, Pu Shu, and Xu Wei.

Therefore, the ballad is still in a very awkward position.

As soon as Hua Yuchen's words fell, his fans immediately shouted:

"Ballad again? Get out of here! Don't be ashamed! ”

"Singing campus ballads on this stage, is the program team crazy?"

"Although "Nanshan Nan" is good, but this is the only one, can he write a better song than "Nanshan Nan"?"

"Folk songs have no future after all!"

"Huahua is right, music can't stand still, and folk songs, a form of music, can't be elegant."

"The name "You at the Same Table" sounds a bit of a middle two atmosphere!"

The audience in the live broadcast room is obviously not optimistic about Su Qingyun.