Almighty male god of god-level selection system

Jiang Rou, who was still uneasy at first, just looked at Lin Fan and calmed down instantly.

Her eyes were like the Milky Way starry sky, sparkling with intoxicating colors.

Looking at Lin Fan again, a proud smile filled his mouth.

"Ding, the host selection was successful, and the proficiency of god-level creative skills has been greatly improved!"

Under Lin Fan's personal training, Jiang Rou has transformed from a timid little girl to a singer who can truly reach the stage of elegance.

On the other hand, the judges and teachers in the audience, headed by Xiang Fei, were also eager to criticize and correct Jiang Rou.

In their eyes, Jiang Rou will always be the ugly duckling in the slums and will never be the focus of the party.

But soon, Jiang Rou's lingering singing voice gave these self-righteous people a slap in the face.

"The years are countless, and the old friend is nowhere to be found..."

"The worst thing can't be saved in this world."

As Jiang Rou opened her mouth, the originally noisy and noisy voice suddenly stopped.

Instead, there was unprecedented silence and shock!

The focus of the audience was all on Jiang Rou, no, more accurately, it was her singing voice.

"Only the past remains the same, black hair wrapped around a wooden comb..."

"I wasted my time for no reason."

This song has a clear and graceful sound and a unique melody with national charm. It instantly impressed and conquered all the judges.

If singing like this can’t be performed at an art festival party, who else would dare to do so!

Seeing everyone dancing with excitement, Lin Fan smiled and nodded.

This song is called "Smoke Cage Chang'an". It is a piece he found from the god-level selection system. He added color through the processing of his creative skills, making it more natural.

This group of teachers and students from the art academy were usually very conceited and talented. They often boasted about how many awards their students had won and how many literary talents they had written. But when they were in front of Lin Fan, they immediately paleed in comparison.

"This is the real magic! It can completely represent our school to compete in the city... no, the province!"

"Yes, especially contestant Jiang Rou's accurate pronunciation and natural melody. This song is simply tailor-made for her!"

"This year's new singing star must let Jiang Rou appear on the stage. I guarantee that she will win the championship!"

One after another, there were endless compliments, and soon, this kind of praise rolled like a wave and spread to the entire art school.

Even though they were accustomed to listening to classical music, they couldn't help but give Jiang Rou a thumbs up and were intoxicated by it.

However, one person's face turned dark.

"What the hell are you singing!"

"Get down quickly, you're insulting my ears!"

"Do you think everyone is deaf? I am the first to disagree if this kind of melodious music wants to be at the party!"

Xiang Fei raised his hand high and wanted to go up and take pictures of all the red lights. He was as excited as if he had been stepped on.

In his plan, as long as Jiang Rou is eliminated, a powerful kid who has given money can attend the party, and he can get paid smoothly.

But now that Jiang Rou has disrupted the situation, not only has his wishful thinking been disrupted, but he doesn't even know where to put his face.

Because the judges who were with him before all stood up to sing the opposite, and they all clapped their hands and applauded.

Therefore, in this situation, Xiang Fei, as the person in charge of this party, must suppress Jiang Rou.

"Teacher Zhou, can you tell me whether this song is good or bad?"