Big Shot’s Reincarnation Sweeps the World

Since it is free and does not affect the duration of the idol, most people still have no opinion.

This is also the second plan that Fang Ming thought of before, and now he is using it.

If there is no such second plan, I am afraid that the skylight will be opened for the concert.

Fang Ming was the first to go, and since the opportunity came, he was very happy to seize it.

"He's not bad, what's his name?"

"My fan, Han Jing, is very willing to give newcomers a chance, he is too gentle."

After Fang Ming came on stage, people from Sheng Hanjing Music Studio also came on stage one after another, making their mark.

Sheng Hanjing's vision is quite good, so naturally there will be no problem with the person he chooses.

In the end, Qiao Hua was about to come. He was the finale, and he was also the most powerful one in Sheng Hanjing's camp, so there was no problem in the finale.

Standing in the background, he was actually a little nervous. Sheng Yuxi was also in the background, and he could hear his breathing. He comforted Qiao Hua, "Brother Qiao Hua, you are so powerful, there is no problem."

"I hope so." Qiao Hua smiled, and then looked at Sheng Yuxi, "What's the matter with Brother Hanjing? It's his turn after I play this round."

"I don't know either." Sheng Yuxi frowned, "Oh, you also know that I'm the youngest in the family, so they don't tell me anything, and I haven't seen my second brother for two days. If my second brother still doesn't come after a while, I guess Brother Qiao Hua will have to perform a few more songs to delay the time."

Qiao Hua smiled, "Brother Hanjing is so kind to me, it should be."

Qiao Hua stepped onto the giant stage, the light hit his face, and he squinted his eyes a little uncomfortable.

Previously, Sheng Hanjing took them to small performances and charity performances. This was his first time for such a big occasion and such a wide stage.

I was nervous, and I couldn't hide the surprise.

"This little brother is so handsome."

"It feels like an ancient noble son."

"That tear mole is really gone."

Qiao Hua sat in front of the piano and adjusted his breathing again. He must seize this hard-won opportunity.

Even Fang Ming and the others can do things well, why can't he?

A piece of music like a trickle flowed out from his fingertips, full of sentimentality and a sense of substitution, making people immersed in it quickly and unable to extricate themselves.

But at this moment, it was not the center of the stage, but a corner of the stage, and suddenly there was a piece of music, not a gorgeous technique like Qiao Hua, but full of real feelings.

Obviously it is exactly the same note, Qiao Hua's song can only hear sadness, but this passage has added several layers of meaning, and can also hear sublimation, the urgent desire to fight bravely instead of surrendering to suffering.

In an instant, Qiao Hua's playing was overshadowed. The difference between the two should not be too obvious.

Qiao Hua was startled, he heard who played it, and then calmly tried to stabilize his emotions.

However, even so, he has tried his best, but there is a huge gap in strength.

"Han Jing! Sheng Han Jing!" The fans in the audience seemed to be crazy, but they were afraid that the artistic conception of the music would be overwhelmed by too much noise, but they really couldn't hold back their fanaticism.

Qiao Hua was suppressed to the point where he was clearly in the center of the stage, but he turned into an unknown clown.

Backstage, Fang Ming and the others were all surprised.

Sheng Hanjing, who was always gentle, seemed to have thorns this time.