After the song was announced.
The host, He Ling, went on stage.
Then, the contestants of " I Want to Hear You Sing " went on stage one after another and performed.
After everyone finished singing, there was still a half-minute judging session.
There were even some contestants who wanted to show off and would sing a few lines in this segment.
Unknowingly, an hour had passed.
During this process, the audience maintained a calm attitude.
The viewers on the internet were so quiet that they did not contribute much.
What could the entire competition venue say?
It was just a harmonious group, not much different from an ordinary competitive type music cultivator.
But as time passed, the situation changed.
Because from the broadcast footage, the longer the game went on, the more excited the audience became.
It wasn't until the 26th contestant of the 13th match went up on stage that the excitement reached its peak.
Because after this contestant's performance, Yuan Feng was about to go on stage and sing.
And the shadow of being dominated by 'Ten Years' in the previous match once again shrouded their hearts.
"Xia Congtong is the twenty-sixth contestant.”
"No problem. I've prepared the tissues. It's nothing!”
"Actually, it doesn't matter if we don't have tissues. We're all mentally prepared. We won't cry as easily as in the previous episode.”
"That's right. I think the reason why I cried so hard in the last scene was because 'Ten Years' came too suddenly.”
"Yes, yes, yes. Sudden affection is the most fatal.”
"Actually, I'm a tough man and don't cry easily. This time, I'm prepared. I definitely won't let him succeed.”
"To tell you the truth, I went to the bathroom to watch a movie by Master Xing. I'm very happy now. I don't believe that he can make me cry again.”
"I'm also very confident. I've seen more than a hundred jokes just now.”
"It's useless to watch jokes. I just watched a sweet novel, and now my heart is as sweet as honey.”
"The effect of sweet words isn't that great, right?"
"Then what did you do? You look very confident."
"I just went out to watch a little movie about Little Baga. Now, there are only wretched thoughts in my mind. I'm completely uninterested in affection!”
"F * ck, brother, you're still the ruthless one. What kind of brain can have such an imagination like yours?”
"You can't do it because you can't be as perverted as me.”
The audience whispered among themselves as they tried their best to calm down.
That expression and state of mind was even more serious than the contestants on stage.
This was strange.
It was clearly Yuan Feng singing for them, but it made them extremely cautious.
He had never heard of a singer who needed the audience to be mentally prepared before singing.
At the same time, the viewers in Teng Xun's live streaming channel could no longer sit still.
This was especially evident in the density of the bullet comments.
Layer by layer, the refresh rate was several times higher than when the previous contestants were singing.
Moreover, these online viewers were the same as the live audience. They felt that they were prepared and would definitely not shed tears easily.
"Affection is indeed touching, but it's worthless if you use it too much.”
"Yes, and I don't believe that he can write a sad love song of the same level as 'Ten Years.'”
"Writing a song isn't difficult, but writing a good song is as difficult as ascending to the heavens. The good lines can only be produced occasionally, so how can it be mass produced?”
"The poster above is right. It's already amazing for many singers to write a good song in their lifetime.”
"Lovelorn is indeed the most easily resonating theme, but it will seem greasy if used too much.”
"The song isn't as good as the last time. In addition, I'm already prepared. Don't even think about crying me again!”
"I'm very optimistic. I cried like a dog before because I was ambushed by him.”
"Young people don't care about martial arts and suddenly play affectionate killing, but do you think I can do the same twice?”
"I'll watch Teacher Guo's crosstalk at the same time. This time, no one can make me cry!”
As the bullet comments flooded the screen, the four judges on the stage began to move their hearts.
Writing songs was easy, but writing good songs was difficult. Writing good songs with golden lines was even more difficult.
"Ten Years" from the previous round was undoubtedly a good song.
It was affectionate enough, full marks for singing, and most importantly, it was sincere.
That was why it could hit the heart, make people cry, and make them feel depressed.
However, it was unlikely for him to write a completely different song with the same theme.
Why?
This was because a person's knowledge and talent were limited.
You fused all your knowledge and talent together and produced a good piece of work.
Then when you write your second work, it will undoubtedly have a shadow of the previous one.
Just like what the audience had said before, deep affection was indeed touching, but it was worthless if used too much.
If a person suddenly acted pitiful, you might sympathize with him.
But what if a person acted pitiful every day?
Not only would you no longer sympathize with him, but you would also hate him.
Therefore, no matter how good the item was, it couldn't be used all the time.
What did the audience like?
The audience liked the novelty and the breakthrough.
In other words, even Yuan Feng's 'Prestige' was meticulously crafted.
Perhaps this song had the shadow of " Ten Years," and the tone of the song was still reminiscing about an old love.
Then, its power would be greatly reduced.
She probably wouldn't cry anymore.
Long Danni smiled and relaxed a little.
I'm already mentally prepared. No matter how deep my feelings are, I'll just smile.
Tan Jing flipped her hair, and even her sitting posture became more casual.
If one's heart was already fortified, it would not collapse easily.
Li Wenkai twirled his pen as if nothing had happened.
It was a little too late to understand. If he had known earlier, he wouldn't have changed the competition system.
Huang Qian suddenly felt that the act of changing the competition system before the match was a little too much.
As they gradually relaxed.
Yuan Feng held the microphone and walked to the front of the stage.
My family, ah!
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