"Who is my opponent?" asked Kim Shin-young, who was still not very reassured.

"Oh, that man. Kim Dong-hwan pointed to the other side of the backstage.

A man with disheveled hair, a beard, a half-torn robe, and a raunchy man, carrying a strangely shaped musical instrument, leaned against the wall and snoozed, drooling down his face.

The moment he saw this person, Kim Dong-hwan felt that he had won!

People who are engaged in music cherish their musical instruments very much, at least there is a box to protect them, but this man's musical instrument is just carried like that, and there is no protection at all.

Ahh

Kim Shin-young immediately began to despise this man.

Moreover, the modern musical instruments are extremely exquisite, and the instruments in the man's hands have no decoration, not to mention, even the lacquer is gone.

Tsk, people who can't even afford a good musical instrument must be very poor.

Moreover, the shape of the instrument was unbelievably simple, it looked like half a log, one end sharpened into a handle, and then a few strings were randomly nailed to it, and those strings were not yet steel strings, and the strings were burrs that seemed to break soon.

If you don't look closely, you think this guy is a cricketer and carries a paddle.

Such a person, you say that he is a thug, everyone believes him.

It's just hard to believe he's a singer.

This person turned out to be the opponent's player?

Kim Shin-young smiled coldly.

Come on, I'll give you a taste of what it means to be a real musician!

The song that Kim Shin-young prepared today is not the indie rock he plays, in order to make the scene high, he chose a rock song that is very popular in South Korea, and sang this one to the heart.

After the full house applauded, Kim Shin-young returned to the backstage triumphantly.

A singer, playing well on the spot, it is even more refreshing than eating ginseng fruit, Jin Shenying feels that he has not played so well on the scene for a long time, it is simply full of firepower, killing gods and demons!

That opponent of his own should be stupid by his performance.

After all, he is a singer who does not have the slightest popularity, and it is estimated that he is used to make up the numbers.

Who would have thought that when he returned to the backstage, he found that the man was still dripping, leaning against the wall and napping.

What? When I was singing just now, you didn't wake up?

It's so loud, you're still sleeping, you're sleeping!

"Hey, it's your turn!" Kim Shin-young stepped forward and nudged him.

The man was pushed awake, and he was still very upset.

"Ahh

Why is this man so loud!

Jin Shenying subconsciously chuckled in her heart.

Damn, it's bad!

Just listening to him, Kim Shin-young felt an indescribably terrible resonance, and he felt that the suspended ceiling above his head was buzzing.

Kim Shin-young couldn't understand what he was talking about, but she could feel that this person was very unhappy.

He took a step back, subconsciously staying away from the paddle-like instrument in the man's hand, and if he slapped his head all at once, he couldn't find a place to cry.

Then he saw the man shake his head and turn to walk towards the stage.

"Hey, you didn't wear ear loops!" Jin Shenying subconsciously called him.

Next to it, the staff held the receiver of the ear monitor, watching it from the side, and did not dare to come.

The man glared back at him and staggered onto the stage.

Jin Shenying was very unhappy by him, and complained in her heart: "Phew, the dog bites Lu Dongbin, I don't know the hearts of good people...... Hey, wait, ahhahaha, he's not wearing earrings!"

Qin Qing waited for himself to come to the stage, and he was almost thankful for the flowers.

He wheeled his big sleeves, carried his own musical instrument, and walked on stage with the wind.

When he got to the stage, he sat down in the center of the stage and put the strange instrument on his lap.

Then look up.

Hey, what's the wind, do you have to get closer?

Under the stage, everyone looked blankly at Qin Qing sitting in the center of the stage.

Qin Qing also looked at the microphone blankly.

Tao Ran and Ye Weiyuan in the background, you look at me, I look at you, sighed helplessly, and then ran up, lowered Qin Qing's wheat rack, and got a microphone again, aiming at the instrument on his leg.

Qin Qing is still very unhappy, I don't want to use this Laoshizi!

Off the stage, the audience burst into laughter.

What kind of dress is this? What kind of singer is this? I can't even tune a wheat rack?

Ahahahaha, shame.

"We've won this game again. ”

"I feel like I've won. ”

The netizens in the live broadcast room also looked at this new singer who had never appeared and never seen it with curiosity.

Was it an uncle?

I don't have the slightest fame at such an age, and I feel so pitiful.

Hey, why is the new S-level singer Tao Geshen so respectful to him?

Could it be that some kind of hermit master?

I don't know what this hermit master sings?

When Qin Qing was finally ready, the subtitles in the live broadcast room finally appeared.

"Pu Jia" (ancient Chinese song). ”

It's as simple as that?

Lyrics, music, arrangement, or whatever?

Then I saw Qin Qing touch it from his arms, and took out a small hammer, pressed the strings with one hand, and struck it with the other hand.

In the live broadcast room, netizens looked confused.

"Huh?"

"Is this instrument a ......?"

"Tsuki?"

Tsukumi is also a legendary musical instrument in China.

When Jing Ke assassinated the King of Qin, Gao gradually left the attack to see him off, and it was this building.

Although it has now been restored, few people have actually seen the instrument on stage.

And, listen to this voice......

"It's out of tune......"

"It's weird. ”

"Poof, this uncle, shouldn't it be when he came to power, he didn't even tune up. ”

Netizens also couldn't laugh or cry.

How did Hao Fanbai find such an unreliable guy to come to power.

Tao Ran looked at the many people in the audience and burst into laughter, and his face wrinkled.

According to his classification method, Qin Qing's skill level of "building" is not in the stream, and at most he is given an F.

But when Qin Qing picked up this building and hit others, the screams of the students could be called "S" level!

You think this is a building, but in fact this is a whip......

But does it matter whether Qin Qing can play a musical instrument?

At this moment, Qin Qing opened his mouth, and a voice as thick as the earth sounded.

"The leaves are pale, and the white dew is frost. The so-called Iraqi people are ...... on the water side"

When the low, broad, and extremely thick chest resonance of the mid-bass sounded, the audience's eyes popped out.

What is this sound?

The kind of deep sound that seemed to enclose the whole person in it almost made my ears pregnant.

Especially when singing the word "frost", Qin Qing's voice was low, and it was directly lowC, and the female voice shook people's hearts.

", uncle's timbre is amazing!"

"How can there be such a magnetic baritone ......"

"It's crispy, it's crispy!

"If I were an Yiren, I would swim over to find my uncle!"

In fact, Qin Qing was not happy at all when he sang.

He frowned, carefully collecting his voice.

He remembered very well that the last time he was careless, he broke something.

He could only desperately control his voice to a small sound pressure, and he almost cried with sadness.

Backstage, Kim Dong-hwan and Kim Shin-young glanced at each other, and they both saw the shock in each other's eyes.

Where is this monster from?

How can the mid-bass range be so high-quality?

No way......

Kim Dong-hwan reached out and pulled out the microphone.