Mr. He helped the absent-minded Huahua off the stage.
The lights on the stage went from scattered to concentrated.
The light shone on the contestant's entrance.
Zheng Chunyuan walked onto the stage.
He was tall and sturdy, like a tiger.
It was obvious that he was a high-pitched singer!
The audience finally saw the main character.
Although he didn't know her, he was filled with anticipation.
After all, he was the Masked King of Korea!
"Is this the surprise attacker for today?”
"So burly!"
"It's probably another high-pitched singer!"
"Ah! It was actually him! I know him! He was the Masked King of the Korean Singers last year!”
"What? Was he really the Masked King of the competition? I thought it was the media!"
"Then he definitely has the strength! I'll wait and see!"
Zheng Chun Yuan walked to the center of the stage amidst the audience's discussion.
He took a deep breath.
He nodded at the staff on the left.
At this moment, a warm melody spread throughout the entire venue.
The name of the song appeared on the big screen behind him-"You Raise Me Up."
This was a very powerful foreign song.
At this moment, Zheng Chunyuan's broad voice sounded.
“WhenIamdownand,ohmysoul,soweary”
“Whentroublescomeandmyheartburdenedbe”
“Then,Iamstillandwaithereinthesilence”
“......”
Just one sentence.
The audience was attracted by Zheng Chunyuan's singing. It was lured.
Even though many of the audience could not understand the lyrics at all.
However, the deep male voice in the song completely immersed the audience's hearing!
“Youraisemeup,towalkonstormyseas”
“Iamstrong,whenIamonyourshoulders”
“Youraisemeup......”
At this moment, the sound of bagpipes could be heard.
The audience became even more intoxicated!
"It sounds so good!"
"I didn't expect English songs to be so good!”
The song reached the end.
Zheng Chunyuan's singing became more and more majestic, firm and powerful!
“Iamstrong,whenIamonyourshoulders”
“Youraisemeup......TomorethanIcanbe......”
As expected of the Masked King!
He was too strong!
"This Korean contestant has such a beautiful voice! Her singing is also great!"
"Indeed! He's really not worse than our national team's players!”
"It's so beautiful! Even if I don't understand the lyrics! But he perfectly conveyed the emotions of the song to me!”
"Jun Mo is the last one to appear!”
"That's right! He didn't seem to be singing any opera songs this time!”
"What? Little Sir is serious! You won't be eliminated, right?"
"It's hard to say! After all, this is equivalent to breaking an arm!"
As the audience discussed.
Hua Chenxue and Teacher He walked onto the stage again.
Teacher He held the microphone and looked down at the audience.
"Now, please vote for these two people.”
"If you like Hua Chenxue, press '1'. If you like Zheng Chunyuan, press' 2'."
"Countdown in five."
“......”
“1! Time's up!"
"Next, let's invite the judges to give their comments!"
Zhou Man, who was still sitting in front of the judges, stood up first.
This had already become everyone's tacit agreement.
Anyway, Zhou Man loved to say it and dared to say it the most! He wasn't afraid of offending people!
Then let him start.
Zhou Man didn't say too much at this time and only praised Zheng Chun Yuan's singing skills.
He was completely disappointed in Hua Chenxue!
He still remembered the first time he came to The Singer's studio.
He criticized Hua Chenxue and Jun Mo.
However, Jun Mo retaliated with his singing, and Hua Chenxue became more and more lost!
Mud can't be supported on the wall!
Now, he couldn't even be bothered to scold her!
The other judges only gave simple comments.
Until today, when a new judge stood up.
Talk and assurance-
"Zheng Chunyuan, I like the confidence that a capable singer like you exudes when you step onto the stage.”
"The texture of her voice is different from that of an ordinary singer. It's light but mellow.”
"It's like a three-dimensional sound system placed beside my ear.”
"Regardless of breadth or depth, it's really difficult for me to find a singer in China who can compete with Zheng Chunyuan!”
"I've only seen such a singer in America!”
His words were filled with admiration.
"This is not relying on the stage! A singer who managed to seduce me purely because of her singing skills!”
"Also, I have to say that China's Singer stage really lacks such an international voice and singing style!”
"Thank you very much, Director Hongtao, for inviting you. Thank you very much for coming to the stage of China's Singer!”
"It allowed us to experience the charm of being international! Let us know that music is not only for the lowly people, but also for the spring and snow!”
"Of course! I hope that Teacher Hongtao will continue to work hard and strive to invite an American Masked King to come here!”
"They are all sects that represent their own countries!”
"For example, rap, rap! RNB! Bruce!"
"Back then, when I was in America, I attended their music festival."
As he spoke, the judge shook his head as if he was extremely intoxicated.
However, the audience below the stage and many of the singers backstage were unhappy.
The praise for the Korean Masked King was nothing much.
Each has his own preference.
However, the more he spoke, the more he felt that something was wrong.
Chinese music is a lowlife?
Was foreign music the same as spring snow?
Can't find a good singer in China?
Only America had seen such a strong singer?
What trouble!
Why did you mention the US when you were commenting on a Korean singer?
The audience discussed animatedly.
"F * ck! This person really deserved a beating! Where did the production team invite him?"
"I don't know? Did he taste good even when he ate the rice from America?”
"This isn't a typical example of adoration. Are you hiding outside?"
"Don't insult the dog! This guy was really disgusting! Why did he come to China? Go back to America!"
"F * ck! Didn't you recognize him? Isn't this Gao Xiaosong's disciple, Wang Baojia?”
"What? The one who always preaches about the West, the 'Smirking Song'?”
"Yes! It was him! To them, everything in the West was good!”
"Digging! As expected, they were a nest of snakes and rats! The trash is all gathered together!"
"Sigh! But he was right about some things. Our country really doesn't have a representative music genre!”
"Damn it! I don't believe it! There were so many people in Huaxia, but there were no geniuses!”
"Isn't Young Master's acting like that?”
"You can say that, but acting requires a very high voice! Unlike the rap and RNG that this person had just mentioned, ordinary people could also sing!”
"F * ck! How infuriating! He couldn't even refute the mockery!”
Zhou Man, who was sitting in front of Wang Baojia, was also very angry when he heard those words!
However, he had to admit that China was indeed lacking in this category.
It was a type of music that could be sung by any ordinary person who loved music!
Trendy?
The popularity of pop songs was also worldwide!
Wang Baojia finally finished speaking.
He looked at the audience.
He couldn't help but laugh.
Master is right!
Every time he talked about the benefits of America, these ignorant people would be furious.
But they had nothing to say!
He was really laughing to death!
What was there to deny?
China was not as good as the West!
However, he still had to earn money here, so he couldn't say it so directly.
He could only talk about music first.
When I earn enough money, hmph hmph!
Wang Baojia sat down.
Teacher He, who was on stage, noticed that something was wrong.
He quickly changed the topic.
He continued the process.
He asked the two contestants to get off the stage.
He was really afraid that if he continued, the audience would rush up and beat up the judge.
The audience was still indignant.
"I can't take it anymore! I'm so angry! Why didn't Jun Mo sing any opera songs today? He really wanted Jun Mo to shock this guy to death!”
"That's right! Let Little Sir play a suona! Let him know what a real instrument is!”
"Let's not talk about the instruments. Just the acting alone won't scare him to death? Still adoring the foreign beauty. Outside!"
"Sigh! The ending is already set. What can we do?"
"After the scene ends, we'll go to VIP and ask Little Mister to write another song!”
"I think so! Young Master pampers his fans so much!"
At this moment, in the lounge backstage.
The singers who had finished singing were all sitting there.
He looked at the big screen.
Everyone was no longer laughing and laughing like before. Their expressions were also very heavy.
It had to be said.
Wang Baojia had touched their sore spot!
China was indeed lacking songs of their own unique genre!
Only Gu Feng was close.
But it wasn't a sect!
There was no one to carry the cauldron!
Even Liu Huan and Han Lei could only sigh.
The two of them were not famous for their creations.
Or rather, the current Chinese music scene.
There were too few singers who were famous for their composing!
That was why Jun Mo was so precious!
Even Hua Chenxue was relatively popular because he was a singer-songwriter!
How about he
"Sigh! Brother Huan, although the music critics 'words were not pleasant to hear, it was also the truth!”
Han Lei sighed.
"That's right! We old fellows are useless! It still depends on these juniors!"
Liu Huan rubbed his temples and sighed.
There was no lack of guilt in his tone.
..................
At this moment, Teacher He was making the final announcement.
"Next, let's welcome the last singer of the night!”
Even though Jun Mo couldn't sing opera songs today.
However, everyone still gave a very enthusiastic applause and cheers.
Jun Mo walked onto the stage to the deafening sound.
He had just heard Wang Baojia's entire conversation in the lounge.
He only felt that it was ridiculous!
There are no good types of music in China?
Western music?
Chinese music?
Jun Mo only wanted to ask, Have you heard of Huaxia style?
Although his heart was excited. Move.
But he did not act rashly.
After all, he was not a child!
Jun Mo was ready to use music to speak!
Use music to educate this music critic!
Use the unique music of China to tell him-
Hualiu was the best!
At this moment, he realized something.
Was this his mission for transmigrating?
..................
Liu Menghuai and Yang Mi 'er, who were below the stage, were also watching the stage.
The two of them reached an agreement for the first time tonight.
That was to cheer for Jun Mo!
Although they were not musicians.
But they were the children of Huaxia!
He was undoubtedly very unhappy with Wang Baojia's remarks just now!
Although it seemed impossible to others.
But they were still full of hope.
She hoped that Jun Mo could use music to tear these people apart!
As for why?
The two of them looked at the green-robed man on the stage with watery eyes.
Because-
He was Little Sir!
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