Facing Zhou Mo's performance.
Deng Ziqi, who was below the stage, stood up and waved her hand to echo the melody of Zhou Mo's song.
Her face was filled with admiration.
Obviously, this song was very much to her liking.
Old Xue was holding a piece of paper with the lyrics of the song on it.
The more he looked, the more amazed he became.
The more he looked at it, the more he liked it.
In fact…
It was no exaggeration to say that this was definitely the best lyrics Old Xue had ever seen!!!!
The only difference was…
It was none other than Hua Chen.
He looked at the score in his hand and listened to the performance on the stage. However, he revealed a thoughtful expression.
He would shake his head and sigh from time to time. No one knew what he was thinking.
On the stage.
The interlude was like a flowing river that flowed from afar. It brought with it a cool and refreshing feeling, a thick summer night, and a faint fragrance.
A variety of musical instruments blended together.
He had weaved the most beautiful night.
Backstage.
All the contestants looked at each other with complicated expressions. They didn't know what to say.
After all, their accompaniment was too simple.
There was only an ordinary wooden guitar.
But look at the person on the stage.
Damn it.
There were wind instruments, string instruments, a lot of processed music, and electronic simulations.
How rich must he be to be able to use such a gorgeous accompaniment in the first scene?
At the thought of this…
Everyone was furious.
Damn it!
He had just said that this song was mixed with his sadness and pain?
Not a brother!
We just want to ask.
Why are you sad?
Why are you in pain?
F * ck!
Just as all the contestants were filled with resentment.
The interlude ended and the performance continued.
"Don't give up so easily.”
"Just like I said."
"If you can't chase your dreams, you can just change your dreams.”
"Color your own life.”
"First, paint love with the color you like.”
"Smile."
"Success is not the goal."
"Making yourself happy is what is called meaning.”
"The paper airplane of my childhood has finally flown back into my hands.”
“……”
"Hiss!"
On the judges 'seats, Old Xue couldn't help but gasp. He licked his lips and felt that this poem was even more awesome.
Especially the last sentence.
The paper airplane of childhood.
How did this guy come up with this?
No way.
Soon, the performance ended.
I must ask him properly.
Deng Ziqi was also very satisfied.
In fact…
Rather than saying that Deng Ziqi was a judge, it was more accurate to say that she was an audience member. She had completely put down her airs as a judge and was like a little fan, quietly listening to Zhou Mo sing.
……
On the stage.
Zhou Mo was even more unrestrained. He walked on the stage more easily than any other contestant.
The reason was simple.
Others treated this program as their only chance in life.
However, he, who was backed by billions of assets, only treated this game as a joke.
Winning or losing was not important at all.
Moreover, he had to be careful.
If he really lost, he would have to show them what money was.
A faint smile bloomed on Zhou Mo's face.
They sang as they walked.
"The so-called happiness."
"I'm tired of chasing dragonflies barefoot in the fields.”
"I'm afraid of being stung by bees when I steal fruits.”
"Are you snickering in your sleep?"
"I leaned against the scarecrow, blew the wind, sang, and fell asleep.”
"In the afternoon, the guitar is even clearer in the sound of insects.”
"When the sun shines on the road, you won't be afraid of being heartbroken.”
"Cherish everything even if you don't have it.”
“……”
The performance on the stage became more and more exciting.
The audience below the stage enjoyed it even more.
At this moment.
They seemed to have forgotten Zhou Mo from Versailles, and they had also forgotten how they had gritted their teeth just now.
They were just constantly 'savoring' this song.
This song was like a piece of magical candy.
The more he chewed, the more fragrant it became.
In fact…
Until the song ended.
The audience was still leaning back in their chairs, the melody spinning in their minds as they reminisced about the beauty of the song.
"Cough cough!"
But at this moment.
On the stage, Zhou Mo coughed a few times. Then, he smiled at the crowd and said,""It's alright, right?"
It was alright, right?
F * ck!
These three words were like a gust of cold wind, directly cooling the lively atmosphere and freezing the entire scene.
He had no choice.
Ever since Zhou Mo introduced himself!
People instinctively resisted the words 'it's alright'!
Moreover, he had to be careful.
This song was simply god-like!
Whether it was the lyrics, the melody, the singing, or even the accompaniment, there was nothing wrong with it!
This kind of song!
It's alright, right?
cao！
Old Xue's lips twitched. He had originally wanted to praise Zhou Mo directly!
However, he did not expect that!
Zhou Mo's own evaluation was " alright "?
How was he supposed to respond to this!
Therefore, Old Xue's face turned red and he stammered a few times, not knowing how to start…
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