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Sun Xiaohong nervously pinched a sweat for Mo Li, this is a matter related to her job, whether she can continue to work on Hatch City TV at the critical moment, she doesn't even know what song Mo Li chose.

"Moli, just do your best, come on. ”

Mo Li looked back and smiled, but did not speak.

The boiling sound of the scene can already be heard here, the eighth contestant has finished singing, and the audience is voting.

Mo Li didn't pay attention to how many votes the other party could get, all he could do now was not to be nervous and try to calm his mood.

Finally, the voting is over!

I only heard Wei Jiamin announce: "Congratulations to the No. 8 player, who won 231 votes!" paused, "Next, we invite our No. 9 player, Mo Li, to come to the stage!"

Sun pursed his lips as he listened to Mo Li's name with disdain.

Chen Qianwen applauded vigorously, he was optimistic about Moli, although he may not be able to beat Jiang Derui, but there should be no big problem in entering the top 18.

Moli?

Some of the audience knows, some don't know, and some are disgusted.

However, there was applause, but it was not very enthusiastic. Few and far between.

Mo Li took a deep breath when she heard Wei Jiamin read her name.

The door is open!

Shaking the microphone in his hand, the demon clan can also become a big star, moving slowly and moving forward step by step, and every step away from the stage, the momentum will be more than a point.

Applause again!

"black, it really doesn't look black. ”

"It's usually an embroidered pillow like this, and it doesn't have much strength. ”

"Have you heard him sing, you're just squirting here!"

For Mo Li, there is a lot of controversy, and many people believe that good singing is not necessarily bad, but it will definitely not be as good as those powerful singers who are not good-looking. The powerful singers only make pure music, and most of the audience feels that the desert glass does not look pure.

The cameras are all aimed at the desert glass. The lights are also focused on one point.

Center of the stage.

Mo Li was not at a loss for the first scene, but this time he came prepared.

At this time, the close-up camera happened to be aimed at Sun Shi.

Sun scolded the most, "Pretend to be forced, hurry up and sing." ”

It didn't matter if it was born, the audience heard it.

This is too disrespectful, it's not good to sing well, you can't personally attack, some people are not optimistic about Moli, and they turned fans in an instant.

Sun Shi's words were also specially filmed, including the sound, which is a good way to increase the popularity of the show, and the cameraman will definitely not let it go.

The small episode did not affect the stage.

The lights go out!

The scene fell silent.

Suddenly, the electric piano sounded.

Then, the piano sounded.

The music began, and Mo Li remained motionless.

Questioning loneliness? Even if he is an enemy of the whole world, what can he do when he comes to the world, witnessing death, witnessing his eldest brother being arrested, facing life and death, and being deeply trapped in the overall situation. What can I do, I am the enemy of all men.

Coming to the world, most importantly, he learned to guard.

Zhen Xue's home is guarded by herself, not about the grandfather, not about duty.

Just because, he has a feeling of liking.

Scattered beams of light focused on him.

The camera is focused on him.

The audience is watching him.

The jury was looking at him.

The director is looking at him.

Mo Li's strange eyes gradually opened, and the magnetic and sad voice in his voice suddenly spread throughout the audience!

"The rain soaked the sky and ruined it. ”

"You said you didn't understand why you were holding hands at this time. ”

"I dried my silence and repented impulsively. ”

"Even if it's wrong, it's just a fear of missing out. ”

Jiang Huan was stunned!

Sun was most stunned!

Chen Qianwen was stunned!

What a song I haven't heard before!

Sun Xiaohong backstage was also stunned, what kind of song is this?

Mo Li is completely engaged, he may not have undergone professional training, and his singing skills are not good, but Jay Chou's songs have been deeply engraved in his mind, no matter how he sings, he is perfectly interpreting himself, interpreting an unforgettable love. He was afraid of missing out! He was afraid of missing out on the best part of his demon life.

"Together, dreams are separated, and pain is called. ”

"Isn't it that the unfinished dream hurts the most? ”

"I can afford to lose my way. ”

"This last outlet is only available after love. ”

Yes, he came to the world as if he was dreaming, Zhen Xue, Lan Ling'er, Ten Thousand Demon Rings, Sun Wukong all wanted to dream for him, a fox demon who had lived for a thousand years, and all this he experienced in the world exceeded all the past in Nanhua Mountain.

Hurt, sad, hopeless!

But what he feared most was that the unfinished dream hurt the most.

Chen Qianwen was fascinated by it!

Even Sun Shi was stunned!

The audience didn't dare to breathe, this is a new way of singing, a singing method that no one has heard at all. Later people called this kind of song pop song.

Mo Li held the microphone with tears in his eyes, but he looked firmly ahead, and when he stopped abruptly without accompaniment, Mo Li sang out.

"Can you give me time for a song. ”

"Tightly turn that hug into eternity. ”

"In my arms, you don't have to be afraid of insomnia. ”

"If you want to forget, I can have amnesia. ”

"Can you give me time for a song. ”

"Tell the story at the end and then say goodbye. ”

"You send me tears to keep it on a rainy day. ”

"Crossing the line you have drawn, I have set the end of courage. ”

The judges were moved, Sun Xiaohong in the background was moved, and Chen Chuzheng looked at Mo Li on the stage excitedly, he knew that the happy male voice was saved.

The audience was also driven to be depressed, what did it take to write such a song, and they condemned Sun Shi one after another, and didn't even give him time to sing a song. He just wants to be able to sing a song to the person he loves the most.

Mo Li lowered his eyelids, and his voice became erratic:

"You said I shouldn't, I shouldn't. ”

"I shouldn't have said I love you at this time. ”

"How can I prove that I don't have the strength. ”

"Tell me if a pause counts as giving up. ”

"I said you shouldn't, you shouldn't. ”

"I shouldn't say I love you at this time. ”

"How can I prove that I don't have the strength. ”

"I only have memories of one day. ”

With a small trill of Mo Li, the memories are over!

The cello played one last time.

The music stopped.