Guan Xiaoyao and Huo Shang's stage is over, and the next 12th is Ji Bolei.

In the standby room, this guy was so nervous that he couldn't do it, and before going on stage, he said "God Jade Emperor blesses, my Buddha is merciful, I must be promoted" and then trotted up with the guitar on his back, and from behind you can see that there are obvious signs of wear between the guitar behind him and the washed white khaki cargo pants.

on stage.

"Hello mentors, the audience and the national producers, I am the folk singer Ji Bolei, and today I bring you a song "Earth" that I personally wrote and composed for you."

After finishing speaking, Ji Bolei cleared his throat, plucked the guitar with his fingers and began to sing.

"In that vast land,

I see the hope that the grassland stretches to the end of the world,

The mountains and rivers keep shaking,

The land caresses my steps,

The power of warmth surges. ”

“......”

The end of a song.

Liu Qing, a rock singer, took the lead in applauding, and the stage scene, which accommodated 2,000 people, also resounded with a sparse applause.

This world folk has not yet become popular, but there are many people who have gradually accepted this kind of musical theme that wanders and hesitates in reality.

However, when it was Jiang Yuchen's turn, she frowned slightly, her eyes showed a hint of familiar pickiness and dissatisfaction, and she slowly spoke, "Regarding the professional comments on songs, the previous three mentors have already said about the same, so I will ask a question from the aspect of dress and stage." ”

Jiang Yuchen raised his hands and gestured somewhat exaggeratedly at Ji Bolei's washed white cargo pants, "If you don't say it, if you are dressed like this, I will think that you are a laid-off migrant worker." Wait a minute, are you really here for the draft? Do you respect this stage? ”

With such sharp words, there was a sudden uproar at the scene, and the barrage in the live broadcast room was also frantically swiped.

"What do you mean? Do you look down on migrant workers? ”

"This old woman's mouth is really poisonous!"

"Sick guys, who is to blame for him dressing like this?"

"That's it! My sister's outspoken appearance is too sassy! ”

“.......”

In the mentor seat, Zhang Hanhan next to him saw that Ji Bolei was a little at a loss when he was ridiculed, and couldn't help but smile and said, "Sister Chen is almost there, maybe this contestant's dress is to fit the typhoon of folk songs, I think it's actually okay." ”

"Okay, then let's get back to the song."

Jiang Yuchen leaned back on the back of the chair, clasped his hands in front of his chest, raised his eyelids and said, "Although we encourage original songs on stage, do you think these songs have improved compared to the previous ones?" The ocean, the farmland, this time it's the earth, what's next? Crops? Folk songs are not farming, they are folk songs. ”

"If you really run out of creation, then I suggest you learn from Meifeng contestants, give up original songs when you should give up, and choose some existing pop songs, maybe you can have a better stage performance."

Hearing Jiang Yuchen's somewhat mocking words, the scene suddenly burst into a low laugh, and the barrage in the live broadcast room also rolled again.

"What's going on? Isn't Mei Feng still on stage? ”

"If the song of the program group should be reported several days in advance, it is estimated that Mei Feng's stage today is not an original song."

"I'm laughing to death, yes, aren't the first few stages of the next man all the original stages of the little sister."

"Let's just say, now that the young lady is out of the sea of suffering, where did he get the original songs?"

"Well deserved! Haha, suddenly I was looking forward to his performance today. ”

“......”

On the stage, hearing Jiang Yuchen's sarcasm, Ji Bolei tried to stay calm.

He straightened up, took a deep breath, stared into the eyes of his mentor and said, "Thank you for the teacher's comments and suggestions, but my folk song is my dream, I will continue to walk in this form on this stage, no matter how far I can go, thank you to every friend who supports me......"

Jiang Yuchen sneered when she heard this, lowered her eyelids, and there was no need to compete with a thirty-eighth-tier folk singer with her coffee position.

After Ji Bolei stepped down, the scene was quiet for a while.

The order of the contestants was announced in advance, so many people know that the next person to play is the topic of the two days "Mei Feng", from a double stage to a single stage, he can't mix words anymore, and today's stage is tantamount to a public execution for him.

In the backstage standby room, the corners of Huo Shang's mouth slowly curled into a smile.

In fact, except for Ji Bolei, who had just stepped down and was a little worried about his friends, most of the singer trainees in the waiting room had a look of watching fun.

Peers are enemies, not to mention that Mei Feng can still top a last elimination place for them today.

On stage, Mei Feng appeared.

It's just the look on his face... It's a little weirdly lighthearted.

Mentor's seat,

Liu Qing was the first to ask:

"What song did you have for us today?"

Unexpectedly, Mei Feng didn't answer immediately, just stood quietly on the stage like that.

Today, he is wearing a black turtleneck, close to his slender figure, his face is handsome, his facial features are clear and three-dimensional, his slender eyebrows are slightly raised, his lips are slightly upturned, and his whole body reveals an inexplicable confidence and charm.

At this moment,

Under the stage lights,

Nuwa shows off her skills and amazes all beings.

Even Guan Xiaoyao in the backstage standby room couldn't help but shake her eyes, and seemed to be slightly distracted.

And the main reason for her distraction is that Mei Feng is always humble to the dust by her side, even if she is on the stage with her, she has never seen the other party's sharp appearance.

Such a handsome man...

Wouldn't it be a shame to get rid of it like this?

No, no, no!

Guan Xiaoyao suddenly remembered the family background that Mei Feng had revealed to her, and her face finally gradually returned to normal, and her heart suddenly became firm in her choice again.

Girls are precocious than boys, and when they reach a certain age, they know exactly what they want.

What she wants, Mei Feng can't give it in her life.

Handsome can't be eaten.

......

And just when everyone was slightly distracted, Mei Feng, who had been silent and attracted the attention of the audience, suddenly spoke, "Hello tutors, I (the original owner) reported the song "Backwards" by Teacher Chen Yijie before, but today I want to apply for a temporary replacement and bring you an original song of mine." ”

Original songs?

As soon as these words came out, the scene suddenly fell into an even more eerie silence than before.

Dude, you are handsome, so sober up!

You were all rubbing women's original stage paddling in the previous promotion, and now everyone is climbing another branch, can you really take this original song on the stage alone?

Instructor on the bench.

Several mentors also looked at each other for a while when they heard this.

"Do you want to change the song temporarily?" Liu Qing.

"It didn't seem like that before." Zhang Hanhan.

"It's okay to change the song, we don't have a week to wait." Jiang Yuchen snorted coldly.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, Mei Feng raised the microphone with a smile and interjected, "It won't take that long, it's almost an hour." ”

Jiang Yuchen's face turned cold when he heard this, and he frowned and looked at Mei Feng on the stage.

She suddenly sneered, looked left and right, raised her eyebrows and shrugged, "One hour? Are you kidding? Our mentors don't deliberately make things difficult for people, but isn't that unrealistic? Mr. Chen, can you write a song in an hour? ”

Chen Yijie is a well-known singer-songwriter in the Chinese music scene, with frequent masterpieces in his early years, and his high yield is like a sow, but in recent years, he has fallen into a bottleneck and began to participate in some music variety shows.

Hearing this, Chen Yijie shook his head with a smile and said, "My fastest record is to write a song in a whole day, that is the song "Backwards", if it takes an hour, even if inspiration suddenly comes, I can probably only determine the melody of a song, because writing a song is a ......

"Good! You don't have to say it! ”

Jiang Yuchen suddenly interrupted, making Chen Yijie, who wanted to share his creative experience, look ugly.

At this time, she seemed to completely regard herself as the person talking here, turned her head and clasped her hands around her chest, looked down at Mei Feng condescendingly and said coldly, "Did you hear Teacher Chen's words?" If you insist on disrupting the show and changing the songs, then create live according to what you said for one hour, after all, the time of our program team is precious, if not, then sorry......"

"Why not?"

Suddenly, Mei Feng interrupted again, his eyes bright and clear.

Hearing that Mei Feng actually dared to shout with his mentor, and shouted so loudly, the scene suddenly let out a low shout.

Jiang Yuchen was stunned, as if he didn't expect Mei Feng to hit the wall so hard, his face suddenly became more and more indifferent, "Are you sure you heard what I said, an hour of live creation, so... Our mentor is not embarrassed for you, the theme of this issue is [Love], aren't you wearing a sweater? Then you create a song with your sweater as an element, and you only have one hour. ”

Unexpectedly, when Mei Feng heard this, his face suddenly became a little strange, and he looked up at Jiang Yuchen's head.

Who's the head?

"Ahh Live proposition creation? Zhang Hanhan, the little diva, was surprised.

"One hour, tsk, it's a little difficult for the players." The good old man Liu Qing shook his head when he heard this.

Jiang Yuchen's words completely cut off Mei Feng's opportunity to fill up the old works or even the songs bought at a high price from others.

And if I remember correctly, Mei Feng's black sweater was given by Guan Xiaoyao who had just dumped him, which pot was not opened and which pot was not opened, and the scar of Chiguoguo was revealed in public.

"Black sweater? Are you sure? Mei Feng asked.

"What? If you feel embarrassed, you can give up. Jiang Yuchen said.

Mei Feng smiled.

"Thank you, teacher, one hour is enough."

As soon as this remark came out, the audience was in an uproar!

......

Backstage, the chief director Tai Ya couldn't help but raise her eyebrows when she saw this.

Mei Feng made such a show on the stage, which was a live broadcast accident at worst, and the female assistant next to him suddenly said anxiously, "Director, do you want to notify me to stop." ”

"Why stop?" Tai Ya suddenly asked.

"Huh?" The female assistant was confused.

"How much has our show gone up lately?" Tai Ya asked.

"Uh... Relatively slow. The female assistant said.

"Then do you think this issue of [Trainees Call the Board Mentor, One-hour Live Proposition Creation] will be more attractive?" Tai Ya squinted slightly.

"In case it smashes."

"If you smash it, it's not attractive?"

Ahh

The female assistant lost her mind for a while.

Marketing is kind of a game for you to understand.

"But it's show time..."

"Aren't there still a lot of people in the back, move him to the last one."

"Is that okay?"

"Why not?"

.....

Soon, the venue director of the stage received the notification and immediately started scheduling.

Mei Feng stepped down, and the players behind took turns to appear.

An hour is not a long time.

However, at this time, for the audience on the stage, their hearts were like a hundred claws, and they couldn't wait to pull Mei Feng up and slip away.

Backstage standby room.

Huo Shang glanced at Mei Feng, who was composing a tune in the corner with a blank piece of paper after coming back, and couldn't help but sneer in his heart.

Hum!

Bravado.

Guan Xiaoyao wanted to persuade Mei Feng to give up, the difficulty of creating this kind of proposition was too outrageous, even if he really took out a nonsense song in an hour, he would only be ridiculed in vain, not to mention that the title was still the black sweater she sent, and if she failed, she might even become someone else's talk and joke.

It's better to step down with dignity, just like they "broke up".

However, looking at Mei Feng's focused expression at the moment, Guan Xiaoyao suddenly felt very unfamiliar, and the persuasion stuck in her throat couldn't be spoken.

.......

An hour passed in the blink of an eye.

Before taking the stage again, Mei Feng handed over the score to the band teacher on the scene, and the band teacher sitting next to the piano was a little careless at first, but his eyes widened when he looked at it carefully.

At this time, Mei Feng had returned to the stage again, holding the guitar borrowed from Ji Bolei in his hand.

On the mentor seat, Jiang Yuchen's body leaned back slightly, with a trace of disdain on his well-groomed face, it seemed that he had stabilized his aura, and did not continue to compete with Mei Feng.

Just wait and see the joke.

Also, anyway, it's not her who will make a fool of herself next.

Chen Yijie looked at Mei Feng on the stage and said with relief, "Don't be nervous, show boldly, we will evaluate objectively, to be honest, one hour is still too reluctant for on-site proposition creation." ”

Hearing this, Jiang Yuchen was a little unhappy, frowned and said, "It's not that we force him, there is a word called asking for hardship, where will young people listen to the persuasion of our old-timers." ”

Ding—!

At this time, Mei Feng's mind suddenly sounded the familiar mechanical ethereal voice of the system.

[Trigger Random Mission: Angry Old Fairy]

[Mission Description: Tolerance is the cultivation of one's own self-cultivation, if you bow your head and have to make an inch, then raise your head, straighten your waist, and unscrupulously collapse her]

【Reward: Random】

[There are no mandatory requirements for random tasks, there will be no punishment for giving up, and there will be unexpected surprises when you complete them]

Grass!

Give up a hammer!

Accept!

Mei Feng heard the other party's yin and yang strange qi again and again, and the mud bodhisattva still had three points of anger, and his heart suddenly felt a burst of reaction.

Labor and management have never been cowardly in the bar in their last life, and they can still let you be an old fairy to bully me in this life?

"Are you ready?"

Liu Qing on the mentor's seat asked, "What song do you want to bring us?" ”

"Hmm." Mei Feng nodded, suddenly smiled slightly, and fiddled with the guitar in his hand, "But just before I wrote this song, I felt something in my heart, and I also got a song by chance, and I want to ask the mentors to correct it first." ”

"What? You said when you first created... Did you get another song? Liu Qing was a little surprised.

Can you buy one get one free an hour?

The audience also exchanged words and discussions.

Chen Yijie next to him was also very surprised when he heard it, but nodded, "That's the case, sometimes when we write songs and devote ourselves to the high-speed operation of our brains, we will suddenly 'bang' and one or two such inspiration fragments will emerge...... But it's generally vague. ”

"Don't you need an accompaniment?" Liu Qing turned his head and asked.

Mei Feng smiled and raised the guitar in his hand to signal.

"Let's have a little bit of that."

Liu Qing leaned back, crossed his hands, and showed an interested look.

Jiang Yuchen had a dissatisfied expression on his face, his brows were tightly locked, and his eyes were cold, but he didn't say much - Liu Qing and she were both academic singers, but their status in the circle was much higher than her.

The scene suddenly fell silent.

On the stage, Mei Feng plucked the guitar, his lips were close to the microphone, and a light and playful whistle suddenly sounded accompanied by a melodious guitar sound.

In the next second, Mei Feng opened his mouth into a brisk rap, and there was an inexplicable lazy indifference in his tone.

"There is always a group of people who like to ask rhetorical questions."

"Born cowardly and evil, he takes meanness as humor"

"There are a lot of such people in the world, and I think it's weird and good"

"Always think of yourself as a role model, and it's wrong to be different from him."

Huh! This song!

Everyone in the mentor's seat and the audience at the scene were stunned all of a sudden.

Everyone's first reaction was that the melody and rhythm of this lyric were quite light and catchy, and it belonged to the kind of song that was easy to sing, but you can taste the lyrics carefully.

This seems to be swearing!

Who do you scold?

On the mentor's seat, Jiang Yuchen's face turned red almost visibly.

On the stage, Mei Feng was still playing and singing devotedly.

"Actually, I want to tell you, don't go out on a cloudy day when it's raining"

"If God has eyes, the first one will cut you first"

"Actually, I want to tell you to pay more attention to your body"

"If you lack virtue and don't maintain your health, it will be a problem to live until next year."

Then another brisk and playful whistle.

"There is always a group of people who always like to stretch their hands out."

"I can't get used to this and that, eating rice and squirting"

“......”

"Actually, I want to tell you, not because you are justified"

"People don't quarrel with you because they don't want to be stupid"

"Actually, I want to tell you that you have time to see yourself"

“......”

This song was sung here, and countless viewers at the scene and in the live broadcast room, no matter how stupid they were, knew who Mei Feng was shutting down, and for a while, countless eyes were cast on Jiang Yuchen in the mentor seat.

On the mentor's seat, Liu Qing knew that he was careless, and he couldn't help but lean back with a tactic.

This kid says he's singing nonsense!

This is not a random singing!

This is obviously prepared.

Chen Yijie, who has a funny personality on the side, is lying on the table, clasping the edge of the table with his hands, burying his head in his elbows, and looking very hard to hold back his laughter.

As for the main owner, Jiang Yuchen.

The words on the old fairy's face today, which was originally made up exquisitely, had become the color of a sauce pig at this time, and the sound of breathing gradually became heavy, as if it was about to jump up and run away at any time.

At the same time, many viewers who have long been unaccustomed to Jiang Yuchen's mean and sarcastic players, especially the players who have been ridiculed by Jiang Yuchen in the backstage standby room.

At this moment, I just feel that the whole person is like a dry mouth on a hot summer day, and I have a bottle of ice Coke under the "tons and tons", and there is an indescribable comfort all over my body!

It's so relieving!

In fact, this song is a game work of Mao Buyi, a music genius in his previous life, before his debut, the lyrics and tunes are happy and catchy, and the popularity is very high.

Because Mao Yiyi only sang in the online software singing bar, it was not officially announced, and there was no copyright protection, which was regarded as a "minor tune in his hometown", so Mei Feng remembered it at once as soon as he moved.

A moment later, as soon as Mei Feng finished singing the song, Jiang Yuchen suddenly stood up from his chair with "Duang".

She slammed the microphone in her hand on the table, stood up and pointed at the stage, her hands trembling with anger.

"Boring! Vulgar! Vulgar! ”

"He didn't plan to sing, no, he couldn't even spit out the words, what kind of song could such a person sing? Yes?! This kind of person should be eliminated directly! "The old fairy who was emotionally out of control completely broke her defenses.

"Sister! Sister, you dissipate your anger. Zhang Hanhan, the little diva next to him, hurriedly got up and patted his back.

Seeing this, Mei Feng smiled faintly.

Lies don't hurt people, the truth is the quick knife.

Mei Feng's song is not named.

Why are the three mentors next to him all like no one, and Chen Yijie, who is lying on the table, has even changed from snickering to laughing wildly? It is because Jiang Yuchen, the old fairy, knows what she usually does to lack morality, and she is obviously already seated.

Ding—!

Mei Feng's mind was once again exchanged for the mechanical and ethereal voice of the system.

[Congratulations to the host for completing the random task and successfully scaring the old fairy to break the defense]

【Reward: Skill Mystery Box X1】

【Open or Not】

Open it for you!

Mei Feng did not hesitate and directly took advantage of the heat.

With Mei Feng's confirmation, there seemed to be a golden light flashing in his mind.

[Congratulations to the host for obtaining the D-level traditional martial arts skill - Bajiquan]

[Reward description: The meaning of martial arts is to strengthen the body, to let the fool be able to talk to you calmly, on the road of life, when you meet the Buddha on the incense, when you meet the thief, you draw a knife, and you can open it with a punch, so as not to come with a hundred punches]

Traditional martial arts?

Mei Feng was stunned for a moment.

Suddenly, he only felt that there were a lot of muscle memory movements out of thin air, and there was also a piece of theoretical knowledge of Bajiquan in his mind, and a skill appeared in the knowledge and skills on the system panel.

【Martial Arts Skill - Bajiquan: D(0/30)】

At this time, Jiang Yuchen on the mentor's seat crossed his hands on his hips, his chest rose and fell with anger, and he glared at Mei Feng and said, "I don't talk nonsense with you, I think you are wasting the time of our show, so I will ask you, do you have any original songs with black sweaters as elements?" If not, get out of ......."

Mei Feng smiled when he heard this, he really didn't talk nonsense with her, he just nodded to the piano teacher of the band.

All of a sudden, the stage lights went out!

Only a beam of light came down, Mei Feng stood in the light, the black sweater on his body pilled a little light, and the whole person exuded an inexplicable sadness and melancholy.

It seemed to be infected by this emotion, and the scene suddenly fell silent.

On the mentor's seat,

Chen Yijie, a musician, suddenly stopped laughing.

He looked at Mei Feng on the stage, with a hint of surprise on his face, he was very familiar with this scene as he often held concerts.

Boy!

Emotional outlets!

The stage is very infectious!

Why did this kid suddenly open his mind?

At the same time, on the stage, Mei Feng glanced at the 20 potential points on the system panel that completed the first task yesterday, and then looked at the panel of his singing skills.

Pronunciation: F(0/10);

Pitch: E (0/20);

Voice: D (0/30)

In the next second, he did not hesitate to put all these 20 potential points into pitch.

Intonation: D (0/30)

With a itch in the throat, something quietly changed, and my mind seemed to suddenly "buzz".

In the blink of an eye, Mei Feng only felt that his understanding of how to sing the songs in his mind, how to behave and how to control them, seemed to have reached a higher level all of a sudden.

As for spitting words?

Sorry, the original singer of this song has said that the black sweater has no taste if the words are clear.

It was at this time that

Under the stage lights, Mei Feng, who only showed half of his side face in the light and shadow, gently plucked the guitar in his hand, and the keys of the band's piano teacher not far away were gently pressed down, the two echoed each other, and the slightly melancholy gray tone R&B prelude of "Black Sweater" slowly flowed around the audience.

In the stunned melody, a passage of some chewing words that were not very clear hummed came out of Mei Feng's mouth.

"A black sweater,

Memories of two people,

It's even harder to forget after the rain.

......”

As soon as Mei Feng's song opened,

Countless viewers in the audience and in the live broadcast room were stunned.

It's still Mei Feng's familiar formula,

Familiar singing,

Spit out words like sticking to your mouth.

But this time...

Somewhere, it feels a little different.

.......