I created a prosperous entertainment world

‘Great engraving

Every eyebrow in the heart

Think through the painting~~’

With just this sentence, the six judges sitting in the front row suddenly looked shaking, their eyes focused on Han Shuang, and even their sitting posture became much more neat.

As professional musicians, they are sure that they have not heard such songs.

How to describe this feeling?

It was as if the sound was floating down from the clouds, and there was a trace of fairy spirit in the misty place, which could immediately eliminate the distractions in the heart, and the whole body and mind seemed to be bathed in auspicious cloud.

It sounds extremely comfortable.

‘It's contaminated

Ink color flows

Thousand Family Writings

All yellow

The night is quiet

The window screen is slightly bright...'

After the first section was sung, almost all the six judges showed satisfied smiles. Two judges from Yihui Entertainment nodded slightly, and their eyes looked at Han Shuang became more and more certain.

The noise from the audience gradually disappeared, replaced by a slightly opened mouth.

Obviously, Han Shuang's singing brought them great shock.

They may not have thought that songs can not only please the ears, but also cleanse the soul!

Zheng Ze and several roommates widened their eyes even more exaggeratedly, their eyes were dull.

Is such a fairy voice sure that it was made from Han Shuang's mouth?

Is it the poor and shabby Han Shuang?

At this time, the friends around him began to fight back against Zheng Ze.

"Zheng Ze, what's the point of asking us to cover our ears? You actually asked us to cover our ears with such a nice song?"

"This is what you call a voice that is comparable to ducks? Tell me, what breed of ducks can make such a fairy sound?"

Zheng Ze's eyes were crunched and he couldn't speak.

Looking at the slightly opened mouths and shocked eyes around him, Lin Fei was so excited!

He clenched his fists tightly with his hands, his eyes very excited: Good pleasure! Just use this strength to slap them in the face!

The audience was shocked, and the game backstage was no exception.

All the contestants were deeply attracted by Han Shuang's voice and looked at the inconspicuous boy on the stage together.

The eyes were full of surprise, shock and excitement of witnessing the appearance of the dark horse.

Dou Yanmin's eyes were a little lonely, and she knew very well that the sure-fire champion was probably hanging.

But then she looked relieved again, and she felt that it was not unfair to lose to such a song.

Ling Meinan even covered her mouth directly. She couldn't believe it at all. Han Shuang, who had no sense of existence before, actually made such a stunning sound.

Is this really a song he wrote?

Why didn't I find him with such talent before?

I have to say that music can really change a person's temperament.

Just like a fat man in dirty work clothes, sitting in front of the piano playing [Wedding in Dreams], you will inexplicably feel that even the dust on his body is filled with an unspeakable light.

Han Shuang was the same at this time.

The halo of music seemed to have a strange disguise on him.

Gorgeous and radiant!

He was not tall at first and looked much more majestic, but he was not particularly handsome, he also looked much more handsome.

Looking at Han Shuang, who exudes a strong aura on the stage, Ling Meinan's eyes were radiant.

A thought slowly poured into my mind.

......

Cao Xuemei also breathed a sigh of relief, this wave was stable!

Although Han Shuang didn't know everyone's expressions, she could still detect it from the current quiet state.

I must have been moved by my singing.

Although I had expected it, I was still a little excited when it actually happened.

In order not to let his condition go ups and downs, he closed his eyes slightly.

After passing the door, Han Shuang started singing directly from the chorus.

Especially when he sang "Slightly Bright", his voice suddenly rose, and a beautiful voice was trying to stir the audience's hearts.

This transliteration is like a big rock smashing into the water, splashing waves several feet high!

The effect is great!

Two judges' bodies trembled slightly, and their hands were shaking involuntarily.

Many listeners in the audience actually got goosebumps!

In the next few sentences, he kept the pitch at around f5, and in fact, he could only reach this pitch.

Pitch is not the key, the key is the conversion of true and false sounds and the processing of conversion.

One after another, the transliteration is like waves, constantly hitting the listener's ears.

The audience was obviously intoxicated, and like Han Shuang, his eyes were slightly closed, and a slight curve was raised at the corner of his mouth.

The entire singing scene seemed to be a warm beach, and everyone was trapped in the gentle sea breeze and could not extricate themselves.

Of course, Zheng Ze is not included among these people.

At this time, he was so mixed with emotions that he wanted to see Han Shuang's joke, but he didn't expect that as soon as he opened his mouth, he became a joke.

He himself is a composing music, so he naturally knows the power of this song. With the beautiful and timeless lyrics, it is a divine song when combined!

It is not difficult to imagine that even if Han Shuang doesn't win the championship, she will probably not be at a low ranking, at least she will surpass Gao Shengxun and Guicai to compete fifth.

What he is depressed now is that if Han Shuang has gained such a big halo, can he bully him at will in the future?

Are you still qualified to bully him?

After the song was over, there was a stagnation period of several seconds on the scene.

"Bao! Bao!"

The judge who criticized Lin Fei the most fiercely took the lead in applauding, and then, a thunderous applause came like a roar, echoing in the sky above the auditorium in an instant.

"This is music! What the hell was that contestant singing at the beginning? Compared with this, it was just like a sky and a ground!"

The other judges nodded and agreed with Du Shuan's statement.

There were also sporadic applause in the backstage of the game.

Even the competitors were conquered by Han Shuang's song.

Han Shuang's score came out immediately. When the big screen showed that the overall score was 9.4, thunderous applause rang out on and off the stage again.

Currently, Han Shuang is the best!

As soon as he walked into the backstage, Han Shuang immediately felt the bombardment of his eyes.

To be honest, he doesn't really enjoy being noticed, which has something to do with his personality.

However, the tree wants to be quiet but the wind does not stop.

Ling Meinan smiled and walked over.

"Honest man, I didn't expect you to have a hand! Say! Did you ask for any work that Dad Qu helped you polish?"

Perhaps because of his poor family, the original owner's personality was a little shy. Over time, he was nicknamed Zheng Ze as an honest man.

Slowly he was called away.

Han Shuang glanced at her and said the same thing, it was the original owner who liked her. What does it have to do with him, Han Shuang?

His attitude towards feelings is to develop love over time, focusing on slowly deepening and collision of thinking.

As for Ling Meinan, not mentioning her wild clothes, Han Shuang can’t like her attitude towards others.

When Dou Yanmin asked her how she answered?

The disdainful tone was about to burst out, really thinking that I didn't hear it?

He passed by himself twice before and after he went on stage, as proud as a white swan, without looking at him.

Now, if she hadn't gotten the highest score, would she take the initiative to say hello to herself with a smile?

This is the case with scheming bitches.

He replied lightly: "It's my own work, no one was invited."

Ling Meinan was stunned for a moment.

Not only his words, but also his tone.

In the past, he was nervous and unable to speak when he saw him, but at this moment, he seemed to be disdainful of talking to him.

What's going on?

Not licking anymore?

At this time, Dou Yanmin came over and stretched out his hand at Han Shuang: "Hello, I am Dou Yanmin, a freshman in the Vocal Music Department."

Han Shuang had no disgust for this girl, at least she had sincerity in her eyes.

He immediately politely held it and said, "Hello, Han Shuang, the composition is Han Shuang."

"Are you singing in the practice room at noon?"

Han Shuang nodded.

"If I had known that this song would appear at the competition site, I would have given up on the competition, so it would have been embarrassing."

Han Shuang knew that this was her joke and replied: "I actually took advantage of the music style. In terms of singing skills and basic skills, most contestants can crush me. I still know this."

Dou Yanmin refused to comment and asked again: "Did this song be created by himself?"

Han Shuang nodded again.

"You are such a genius!"

When Han Shuang heard Dou Yanmin's heartfelt praise, she felt a little dazed.

In my previous life, I have never heard of such praise until I die, right?

And now, just a little show has received such praise, and it will not be normalized in the future?

Well, it feels so good to travel through time!

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