Zhang Hao couldn't help but be delighted.
However, his expression darkened.
Win the championship?
He had already been eliminated. How to return to the stage was a problem.
Forget it.
He went to the official website to see if there were any new announcements.
He turned on his computer and went straight to the website of Voice of China. Suddenly, he noticed a message at the top.
"Now that the top three have been chosen, the final spot for the top four will be chosen from the eliminated students.”
"All participating students can record their own music on Short videos.”
"The player with the most likes in three days can return to the competition and compete for the final championship together!”
Zhang Hao was pleasantly surprised when he saw this message.
Obviously.
In this world, Douyin was even more popular and was the only sponsor of The Voice of China.
Zhang Hao took out his phone and opened the video.
He planned to observe the other people's videos before shooting them to see how they did it.
Don't worry if you don't look.
He spent more than two hours looking at it.
Of course.
He was not attracted by the content of the video, but he was surprised to find that the BGM that was popular in his previous life did not exist in this world.
He opened QQ Music and searched for familiar songs.
As expected.
Still nothing.
Zhang Hao seemed to have noticed something. He quickly opened the video software and the reading software. He carefully searched for movies and novels from his previous life, but he could not find anything.
After two hours of exploration, Zhang Hao finally understood.
There was not much difference between the two worlds, but the songs, movies, novels, and other entertainment products of his previous life did not exist.
Zhang Hao's eyes shone.
He looked at the big drum and the iron brake in front of him, and his mind quickly recalled the songs from his previous life.
There were drum beats and Tie Sha's songs.
That's right!
Chinese Kungfu.
After making his decision, Zhang Hao did not hesitate.
After adjusting the camera on his phone, he picked up the drum stick from the ground and gently placed it on the drum skin.
It was silent for about a second.
Zhang Hao suddenly opened his eyes!
Then, he swung his wrist up and down, and the drumsticks kept hitting the surface of the drum, making a rapid and powerful sound.
The drumbeats went from simple to dense, and from dense to simple.
Zhang Hao casually picked up the iron brake and began to collide with it in a small area. The emotions that had originally fallen became even more excited and hot-blooded as the iron brake sounded.
Finally.
Zhang Hao opened his mouth.
"Lying like a bow."
"Standing like a pine tree!"
"Sit still like a bell, walk like the wind!”
"Southern Fist and Northern Kick."
"Shaolin and Wudang Arts!"
"Taiji Eight Trigrams Chain Palm, China has a divine technique!”
As a participant, Zhang Hao had automatically gained new access to upload one-minute videos.
As the last few notes fell, it was exactly one minute.
He deliberately increased the atmosphere, making every line of the lyrics heavy and powerful. Coupled with the combination of the iron brake and the big drum, it was like the finishing touch, making this song full of the spirit of China!
Zhang Hao replayed it several times. After confirming that there were no problems, he clicked on upload.
He searched for keywords and found videos taken by other students.
The person in first place was a person named Zhang Dada.
She looked exactly the same as in her previous life, which was really disgusting.
The difference from his previous life was that Zhang Dada was competing with the cello this time. Coupled with his unorthodox English singing, he had completely packaged himself as an outstanding Western music student.
He was eliminated along with Zhang Hao yesterday.
Zhang Dada's reaction was faster. That night, he paid attention to the official website's information and posted the video in time, so now there were already 50,000 likes.
Zhang Hao clicked on the video and took a look. Instantly, he was in a mess.
Zhang Dada's eyes were closed.
With an intoxicated expression, he slowly pulled the longbow, and the cello emitted a deep tone.
Zhang Dada sang a few lines of English.
However, because the spoken language was too disgusting, he really could not understand what was being sung.
Just as Zhang Hao was about to close it, Zhang Dada actually cried.
It was a look of deep affection.
She looked like she was deeply in love with him and was difficult to control.
Damn it!
She had only pulled the bow a few times and sung a few notes, but why was she crying like this?
If he had this ability, why would he still play the violin? He should just become an actor!
Zhang Hao shook his head and closed the video call.
He clicked on his video, but there was no movement.
No one liked it!
No one commented!
No one forwarded it!
F * ck!
Could it be that the aesthetic standards of people in this world were different from those in his previous life?
Zhang Hao felt even more miserable.
He threw his phone aside and fell asleep.
This book comes from：m.funovel.com。