[103, God is a god, last Spring Festival Gala]

"Let's wait and see how many points this blue and white porcelain can get!"

Hearing this, everyone looked at the thirty music judges with great anticipation.

And the thirty professional judges, you look at me, I look at you, and everyone looks at each other and smiles.

The results are already obvious.

As soon as "Blue and White Porcelain" came out, there was no suspense in this first trial.

After about three minutes, all the judges had finished grading.

At this moment, Feng Gangpao held the microphone and said excitedly:

"Okay, the rating is over, let's wait and see how many points Su Qingyun's "Blue and White Porcelain" scores."

"Judges, please show your scores."

The voice fell, and all the judges gave their own scores.

“100！”

"It's all 100!"

"The 30 judges unanimously gave 100 points."

"Then the final score of "Blue and White Porcelain", don't count it, full score!"

Feng Gangpao said excitedly, he was really right, Su Qingyun was going to become the biggest dark horse of this Spring Festival Gala.

As the chief director of the Spring Festival Gala, he will also be honored.

So, Feng Gangpao announced on the spot:

"Blue and White Porcelain" got a full score, I don't need to compare it, that's it."

The audience agreed!

Such a show was on the Spring Festival Gala, and everyone was convinced.

However, Zhang Weijun, the old man, still did not give up, gritted his teeth and said:

"Director, our Spring Festival Gala must be fair and just, isn't there still a person named Huahua who didn't play?"

"It is said that this Huahua is the eternal god of the Chinese music scene! His music was 15 years ahead of its time! ”

"It's not too late for us to watch Huahua's show before making a decision, what if it's better than "Blue and White Porcelain"?"

Hearing this, Feng Gangpao felt that the egg was a little painful.

Flowey is a mage!

I can't even accept his style!

What if you get on the spot, you old antique?

"Old Zhang, are you sure you want to listen to Huahua's song?"

"What, you don't want me to hear it?" Zhang Weijun's face was blank and he seemed a little angry.

"Since you always want to hear it, then we will ask Hua Yuchen to perform on stage."

Hua Yuchen originally wanted to give up, but when he heard Zhang Weijun's praise, he immediately felt like he had been beaten with chicken blood.

"Thank you Zhang Lao for your praise, I will definitely come up with my best song and not let you down."

Hua Yuchen said seriously, Zhang Lao nodded with satisfaction, and said in his heart, young man, behave well, whether you can defeat Su Qingyun or not depends on you.

Hua Yuchen took a firm step and came to the center of the stage.

"Today, I brought a song called Cancer, which I wrote for cancer patients."

Hearing this, everyone in the audience only felt that their eyelids were jumping wildly and their scalps were numb!

Malegobi!

I didn't expect Hua Yuchen to sing this song!

Is this to send everyone to see the Buddha?

Zhang Weijun has never heard Hua Yuchen's songs, and he doesn't know Hua Yuchen's style!

He couldn't stop praising him: "I actually wrote a song for cancer patients, is this young man very positive!" ”

"No wonder my granddaughter keeps whispering in my ear that there is a musical genius in the Chinese music scene, named Huahua, whose music is fifteen years ahead of this era."

Hearing Zhang Weijun's words, the person next to him showed an expression like looking at a fool.

This old man, I don't know what will happen in a while.

By this time, the music was already playing slowly.

This music is very eerie at the beginning, with many dark elements in the dark sound.

Hua Yuchen was lying on the stage in an eerie posture.

He had a calm face and was dressed in red.

But the whole scene was very eerie and terrifying, and finally he slowly opened his eyes and picked up the microphone:

"Ah~~Ah~~~~"

An unspeakable, indescribable, strange voice surged out of his throat.

Many people have heard Hua Yuchen's song "Cancer" and have been mentally prepared for a long time.

Feng Gangcang covered his ears early.

However, Zhang Weijun listened to this song for the first time, and Hua Yuchen's voice scared him so much that he almost died!

"Oh mom, this, this is a demon possession?"

Old Man Zhang shuddered and almost fell from his chair to the ground.

"Ahh......h

At this time, Hua Yuchen's harder ghost screamed, and his whole body trembled.

Even his voice began to tremble.

The hands holding the microphone were also shaking.

He felt as if he had Parkinson's disease, and as if he was being electrocuted.

Hua Yuchen trembled and screamed, scratched her ears and cheeks, and convulsed all over...... The whole scene is terrifying.

This scene made Zhang Weijun's scalp numb, like seeing the devil!

He was already old, and his heart was not good, and he felt that he was out of breath at this time.

Thump!

Zhang Weijun clutched his heart and fell out of his chair.

"Ahhh

"Mr. Zhang has a heart attack, hurry up and get the medicine."

The scene suddenly jumped with chickens and dogs.

Someone is looking for medicine.

Someone poured water.

After a while, Mr. Zhang finally walked around from the ghost gate and returned to the yang world.

"What kind of sin have I created, I can hear such a song, others sing for money, he sings to death!"

But he did it all on his own!

He had to make Hua Yuchen sing!

I can't blame anyone else!

"Director Feng, "Blue and White Porcelain" is on the Spring Festival Gala, I have no opinion."

Leaving this sentence, Zhang Lao left tremblingly with the support of the staff.

His back is very lonely, society has changed after all, and these old people can't keep up with the times.

In the end, Su Qingyun's "Blue and White Porcelain" skipped the first, re-and final examinations, and was directly selected for the Spring Festival Gala.

"What? You asked me to lip-sync? ”

Su Qingyun was stunned for a moment, raised his eyebrows, and directly refused: "I, Su Qingyun, never fake singing." ”

Feng Gangpao begged: "Master Su, I know you are awesome, but you also know that the Spring Festival Gala is very important, and you can't make any mistakes!" ”

Su Qingyun knew that almost all of the Spring Festival Gala scenes were lip-synching.

In his previous life, Pu Shu even refused to go to the Spring Festival Gala because of lip-syncing, and finally was forced to open for business under various pressures.

"Director Feng, as a singer, lip-synching is an insult to the audience!"

Feng Gangpao said with a smile:

"Master Su, what you said is true, but I don't have no way?"

"The rules of the Spring Festival Gala are all lip-singing, so I'll beg you as a younger brother. You give your brother a face! ”

Feng Gangcang said pleadingly.

Others are proud to be able to go to the Spring Festival Gala!

But Su Qingyun is different, if "Blue and White Porcelain" can be on the Spring Festival Gala, it will be an honor for the Spring Festival Gala.

"Director Feng, you know that I'm afraid of trouble! I can go to the Spring Festival Gala all for the sake of your face. ”

Su Qingyun frowned and said slowly:

"If you want me to lip-synch, I won't participate in the complicated rehearsals after that, a day or two before the Spring Festival Gala starts, I'll just go through the process."

(End of chapter)