On the stage, the beautiful mermaid princess Koi qianning has stepped down. The three judges on the judging table are obviously surprised that qianning only got 281 tickets, but it''s useless. The competition is still going on.
"Shen Qiang, do you know that I have always regarded you as my strong opponent, but it seems that I totally overestimate you. As an ordinary singer, his figure, appearance and voice are not as good as Koi qianning, but under my arrangement, he can win the championship without any suspense."
Looking at Shen Qiang''s son Yi, he said: "but I never thought that the perfect qianning, with your help, has now fallen to the eighth place. This is a hopeless situation. Among the six singers behind, they are all happy songs. If you don''t want me to humiliate you later, go now."
Hearing this, Shen Qiang looks at the singer who has been on the stage, but seems to be in a trance in the sound of the fast-paced music. Then he turns his eyes to other people, and immediately finds that their looks are not driven by the fast-paced music.
"Not necessarily, qianning still has a chance!" Shen Qiang said.
Childe Yi smiles: "it''s wishful thinking. The singers behind can beat her as long as they sing casually. If so, they can''t kick her out of the top eight. Those singers are too useless. Do you really think Shen Qiang will have such good luck? "
The moment he heard this, Shen Qiang laughed. There was a strange smile on his lips, which made gongziyi stunned.
It''s just that he doesn''t wait to understand what Shen Qiang is laughing at.
The singer on the stage has spoken.
Just a bright voice, instant, everyone is confused.
It''s a cheerful music, but it''s inexplicably homesick.
Not only that, the second sentence is out of tune.
Gongziyi''s smile froze in an instant.
What''s more, the original good tune was slowed down immediately, and then
Full of nostalgia.
However, it is far worse than 1000 Li.
"Shh! Go down
The audience at the scene has begun to roar.
The judges on the judging bench are already very impatient.
Childe Yi was stunned, and then he said, "what the hell? Does the singer waste his martial arts? Shen Qiang, you bastard, bribed them to release water? "
Hearing this, Shen Qiang already bent his eyes with a smile: "gongziyi, don''t think that I''m as shameless as you. Do you know what it means to have a lingering charm for three days?"
Looking at childe Yi with shocked eyes, Shen Qiang smiles: "singers have a far better understanding of various singing methods than ordinary people. Obviously, now he is still immersed in qianning''s singing, so if their repertoire is related to homesickness, then there is no doubt that they will sing at a super level. If not, then I''m sorry. People who want to imitate qianning will go to the streets."
In an instant, young master Yi''s face was very blue.
Not only that.
The next game, as expected, is what Shen Qiang guessed.
The following singers, though not all of them ran away, were obviously not in the right mood when they were singing. Even if they were singing correctly, there was no emotion in them, so the score went down all the way to the last singer.
Three reviews, but also directly given the ultra-low score of 3 points.
On the spot, there were only five votes.
The whole program, in front of qianning, is like a rocket rising from the sky, and after qianning''s song is finished.
The rocket, it fell.
"Won''t the eighth place or lose?" At the end of the program, childe Yi raised his eyebrows and sneered: "I''m the one who holds it, but I''m the first one!"
Shen Qiang said with a smile: "don''t be too full of words. If you enter the top eight, you think you can take part in the competition of the top eight. Young Master Yi, I''ll see you tomorrow. I hope you can still laugh at that time."
Hearing this, childe Yi laughed: "you will lose an adult Shen Qiang, I promise!"
Shen Qiang doesn''t care at all.
Go straight with Koi qianning, night cloud and nymph demon Ke Bizhu.
At this time, with the end of the live broadcast.
The three judges in the studio were in a hurry and held the head of the program team one after another.
"Director, if this program does this, we will quit. The song of qianning is real sounds of nature, perfect and impeccable. We consider that we can''t give all the scores 9.9. As a result, what''s the score of the scene?"
"Absolutely not cheating!" The head of the program frowned and said, "I promise! That''s the choice of the audience. "
And while they''re arguing.
According to the Convention, each singer''s song is edited separately and posted on the website for the audience to watch. Members of the data department are watching the data with astonishment.
"Minister, come and see, the song of qianning singer is so weird. According to the reality of the backstage, the number of plays is increasing, and It shows that the audience in the single cycle has exceeded 70000 and is growing rapidly. "At the same time, on the social platform, there are several big V, but strangely forward qianning''s song.
"High score, sounds of nature, homesickness. Listen to me, I''ve already reserved my ticket!"
"A song that makes me feel homesick."
"Plain is true, I don''t think this song is so beautiful, but it does make me homesick."
And at the same time that all parties are paying attention to it.
In the editor''s office of music ocean international channel, the editor who just stopped working took off his glasses, rubbed his eyebrows and said, "headache, now the pop songs in the domestic music world are getting worse and worse. I don''t know how to do this program."
The assistant said: "there is no suitable way. After all, we are an international music channel. Many songs are not suitable for broadcasting on our channel."
"It''s no use saying that." "I just want some really good songs," said the editor, leaning back in his chair
The assistant sighed and said, "it''s very difficult. Now singers and composers are blooming everywhere. There is no lack of all kinds of music, but it''s really eye-catching. There''s almost nothing that can be called the sound of nature."
Just then.
The door of the office creaked open.
The chief editor frowned.
"Editor in chief, listen to this, I promise, this is what you want!" Rushed into the little fat man, eyes shining with a mobile phone play, thousand coagulation that song.
For a long time.
After several cycles.
The chief editor of music ocean international has a terrible look in his eyes.
"Perfect, the singer is perfect, the song is perfect, although small crowd, but enough on our program."
Hearing this, the little fat man''s eyes brightened: "she''s an original singer. This song is a local TV talent show. She won the eighth place in the semi-finals and will compete with the top eight tomorrow. If you want to see it, you can go directly to the scene."
"What?" The editor in chief was stunned: "this kind of singing can be called a palace level in the world? Eighth? "
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