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Unlike the relatively quiet I Am a Director, I Am a Singer immediately attracted the attention of countless people the moment it started broadcasting.

After all, not only did singers have their own popularity, but they also paid more attention to the stage effects. They could let the audience enjoy the feast of hearing at the first moment.

At this moment, a handsome man was standing on the stage and performing.

This was Hua Shaojie, the current popular singer of the younger generation. He had packaged himself with his so-called talent and younger brother's personality.

It attracted a large number of fans!

At this moment, he was wearing an exaggerated clown costume and kneeling on the stage with a distorted expression. He was looking up at the sky and closing his eyes, immersed in his own world.

He kept spitting out vague English words, accompanied by stimulating music, like a madman doing something.

From time to time, an extremely ear-piercing high-pitched voice sounded, causing many of the audience below the stage to frown.

Those with weak hearts almost fainted!

Black lines appeared on their faces, and deep doubts rose in their hearts."What the hell is this?"

However, since most of the domestic music styles were like this, the audience could only endure it for the time being and try to understand the music that those people were talking about.

Unlike them, the bullet screen on the Internet was full of positive comments!

"My brother is so handsome and talented. This song simply makes me tremble!”

"Excellent! As expected of Young Master Hua. This song has given us a perfect visual feast!”

"Hmph, let's see who else will say that our Young Master Hua is just doing it. In my heart, he's the well-deserved number one in the world!”

"Ahhhh ~ I'm going soft after listening to it. It's too good and has too much stage appeal?”

……

The performance ended.

It was time for the judges to give their comments!

The first female judge smiled and said amiably to Hua Shaojie,""I'm very shocked. Whether it's the stage performance or the song, it should be at the top of the country. It's full of passion and power, much better than those singers who only know how to hum!”

The second judge stood up and said,"You are the most outstanding young singer I have ever seen. As expected of a musical genius who has returned from studying in America. Every tune seems to have its own soul!”

The third person even said directly,"The future music of China will definitely belong to you!"”

The evaluation was very high, causing the audience below to be at a loss!

Although I feel that what you said is very impressive, why does it sound like I'm crazy?

You're making sense, but why does it sound like you're asking for my life?

Was this art?

Do I really not understand art?

They were very puzzled, but they did not know what to say.

Because nowadays, it was widely acknowledged that the ocean currents were the best in Chinese music. A performance like Hua Shaojie's was the best!

Foreign music had more soul, and foreign songs were art!

Only foreign songs were the best songs in the world!

All musicians thought so!

As for Chinese songs…they were not worth mentioning at all. Just the lyrics alone were not on the same level.

They're professionals, so they should know more than us…That's probably the case!

The audience thought to themselves.

"Alright, next up is our last place in this round, and also the singer who is likely to be eliminated-Su Fei!”

The host announced on the stage.

As she finished speaking, the audience finally regained their spirits and began to wait for the next performance.

After experiencing the previous demonic music performance, Su Fei was at least singing a soothing style, so it would not make them feel too uncomfortable.

As for the film critics, they frowned in unison, as if they were disgusted by the singer who was about to appear.

"It's her turn again, the clown who only knows how to play to the gallery!”

"Sigh, don't worry. After this round is over, she will definitely be eliminated. At that time, we won't have to listen to her sing anymore!”

"Sigh, I really can't stand listening to any of her songs!”

The three judges discussed in low voices, their voices filled with disgust.

Under all kinds of gazes, Su Fei, who was dressed in white, slowly walked onto the stage.

"Today, I'm going to sing a new song!”

Su Fei said softly.

She stood on the stage like a lone wolf, out of place in this world.

"A new song? Could it be that she had also changed her profession and started to pursue art?”

"Don't. There's one less thing to listen to in China!”

"Sigh, but there's nothing we can do about it. On this stage, not singing foreign songs is equivalent to being eliminated. Su Fei has sung Chinese songs a few times before, and she was always last!”

"I don't accept this. Why did they raise the proportion of the judges 'votes so high!”

"A judge's vote is equivalent to 10 million votes. Adding on Hua Shaojie's fans, there's no comparison at all!”

The sporadic bullet comments flashed past, completely different from the heat when Hua Shaojie played previously.

……

On the stage, Su Fei let out a breath and prepared herself.

The next moment, the stage darkened!

Needless to say, I Am a Singer had invested a lot of money into the stage effects this time.

Soon, scattered lights shone down on the big screen behind Su Fei.

Lines of words appeared, accompanied by a sad and melancholic voice.

"Red beans grow in the south, how many branches do they bloom in spring?”

"I hope you can pick more. This item is the most lovesick!”

The recitation at the beginning immediately attracted everyone's attention!

"Whoa, you wrote a poem just for a song?”

"I hope you can pick more, this is the most lovesick…Red beans, red beans, so this is the story of red beans!”

"Based on the standard of my literature department's PhD, this poem will definitely be famous for thousands of years. I wonder who wrote it!”

"Unfortunately, this is a competition of singing, not poetry!”

After the surprise, some netizens could not help but sigh!

No matter how valuable the poem was, it was not a song, so it could not be of any use.

At this moment, another change occurred on the stage!

Snowflakes fell from the sky, and a white winter scene appeared on the stage.

Su Fei said softly,"I haven't experienced it properly yet. The weather when the snowflakes bloom ~ Let's tremble together, and we'll understand more what gentleness is ~"

An elegant and ethereal singing voice sounded from the horizon!

Delicate and touching, plaintive and pleasant to the ears!

It was as if a small stream was flowing quietly. Snowflakes were falling, and a beautiful woman was swimming in the snow!

This was an extremely beautiful painting!

The snowflakes did not melt when they landed on his palm. They were like the longing of a beautiful woman as they continuously drifted into the distance!

A red bean that looked like fresh blood was particularly eye-catching in the snow. It was the heart blood of a beautiful woman who had fallen ill from longing.

Everyone was mesmerized by such a beautiful scene!

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