The queen’s wife is on the show, I can’t hide it anymore

On the stage, the flying band was ready and slowly began to play.

Zheng Yan did not show his superb skills at the beginning, but felt the rhythm of Wang Zhipeng and others, and constantly cooperated with them.

After all, band performance is a team sport, and the strength of bamboo poles and potatoes is not very strong, if he performs brilliantly from the beginning, it will be counterproductive.

"Hey, how do you feel that the team's cooperation is even better than before?"

Wang Zhipeng and the three of them inexplicably had this idea in their minds, and the worries in their hearts before also dissipated without a trace.

However, they did not have time to think about the reason, and performed harder on the stage.

"Is this really a new member of the team? Why doesn't it feel a little jerky with the team?

At the judges' table, Ma Pingsheng put away his carelessness, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.

Although he can't look at an Internet celebrity like Brother Hao who is famous for selling ugliness, he also agrees with Brother Hao's statement just now.

A band suddenly joins a new person, it must go through a running-in period to show its true strength

, but Zheng Yan's performance on stage is different, making people not feel any incongruity at all, which is really strange.

If he hadn't known that this was just a temporary member, he would definitely recognize Zheng Yan as a regular guitarist in the Feiyang Band.

"Maybe this person has been in contact with the band before, but other people don't know.

However, the guitarist's technique is also very average, and there is nothing bright about it. Brother

Hao saw that Zheng Yan had not made a mistake, and he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, and forcibly found a little black Zheng Yan.

Ma Pingsheng nodded slightly and did not speak.

After all, he also received Wang Yang's money, so it's not good to say much.

But just when Brother Hao and Ma Pingsheng thought that the performance would go on step by step, in the interlude, Zheng Yan suddenly strode to the front of the stage and began an improvised solo.

"After the Fall" was originally a very explosive song, whether it was Wang Zhipeng or Bamboo Pole Potato before, they were a little restrained on the stage, and did not interpret the true momentum of this song.

After Zheng Yan understood the strength of several people, he knew that it was time to come out and drive the atmosphere.

Otherwise, with Wang Zhipeng's current performance, he may not be able to beat Wang Yang before.

After Zheng Yan came to the front of the stage, his face was still very calm, without a trace of excitement.

But his hand was dancing wildly on the guitar, and the speed almost produced a phantom, and the fierce and surging melody instantly resounded throughout the stage!

"Awesome!! This is also too burning!

"This hand speed is also too fast, I'm afraid I have to be single for at least thirty years."

"This person won't be a guitar god, he plays too well!!"

The students in the audience were moved by Zheng Yan, and they couldn't help but roar excitedly, their eyes full of fanaticism.

On the judges' seat, the three judges also unconsciously sat up straight, staring at Zheng Yan's performance without blinking.

With their musical standards, they can still barely appreciate this performance of Zheng Yan.

This is, this is simply awesome.

"Playing so fast, the notes are not a little disorganized, and the melody is not a little noisy, which is too controlling."

This man can't really be a guitar god, right?

But it shouldn't be, the strength is so strong, and he looks so handsome, it stands to reason that he shouldn't be nameless.

Ma Pingsheng's eyes widened, unwilling to let go of any detail of Zheng Yan's playing.

His mouth began to mumble unconsciously, and his tone was full of amazement.

"Lying groove, the bomb is so explosive, and the expression is so calm, it's really cool!"

"It's so pretentious! But I like it!!

"Isn't this level ten thousand times stronger than Brother Hao?"

"Brother Hao, can you give us an analysis of how about this solo play now?"

In the live broadcast room, netizens were also infected by Zheng Yan's playing, and the barrage rolled wildly.

Even many netizens remembered Brother Hao's provocation of Zheng Yan just now, and began to stand up for Zheng Yan and ridicule Brother Hao.

Brother Hao waited for Zheng Yan to finish before he came back to his senses.

Even if he was jealous of Zheng Yanchang's handsomeness, even if he received Wang Yang's money, he had to say that Zheng Yan's section was really awesome.

But when he saw the barrage in the live broadcast room again, his mood became very bad.

But he couldn't find Hei Zhengyan's point, so he could only pretend to watch the game seriously and ignore Kuroko in the live broadcast room.

Everyone outside the stage was so excited by Zheng Yan, not to mention Wang Zhipeng and others on the stage.

Wang Zhipeng and the three of them were like chicken blood at this time, and they completely let go of the performance on the stage with a look of excitement, and the atmosphere of the explosive song made all the audience can't help but move with the rhythm.

And after Zheng Yan completed his responsibility, he did not continue to steal the limelight from Wang Zhipeng, and silently acted as a green leaf on stage.

Just looking at Wang Zhipeng's radiant appearance, he sighed slightly in his heart.

"This is the blood of youth."

Compared with the fiery pomp and circumstance of the stage scene, there is a dead silence behind the stage.

The confidence on Wang Yang's face had long disappeared, and his face was as black as the bottom of the pot.

"Brother Yang, the Feiyang band is obviously cheating

, our school band competition, they actually asked for foreign aid!"

This game can't be counted! The

guitarist of the band of reincarnation, Iron Pillar, broke the silence and shouted loudly in disbelief.

A school band competition, actually invited the guitar god to come over to support the scene, this is not bullying!

Several other people also looked at Wang Yang excitedly, their faces were a little indignant, obviously they all felt that this match was unfair and wanted to rematch.

"I didn't say before the game that I couldn't ask for foreign aid, and questioning Wang Zhipeng for this reason would only humiliate myself!"

And we won't necessarily lose this time, several judges are my people, and under the influence of the judges, other students may not vote for the Flying Band.

Wang Yang held back the irritability in his heart, so he calmed down and calmed several teammates.

He also thought about using foreign aid to question the fairness of the game just now.

But when I think that the drummers in my band have always been people outside the school, I really have no right to accuse Wang Zhipeng.

And he really hasn't completely lost faith yet.

The students' thinking is easily reversed, and after the performance of the Feiyang Band is completed and the audience's emotions have calmed down, several judges will find fault with the Feiyang Band.

I believe that these students will think that the flying band is just singing lively, but in fact, the strength is just like that.

As Wang Yang thought, several judges who collected money on the stage began to pull the frame after the singing.

"Just now, your performance in the second half was okay, but the early stage was not very satisfactory.

Even the passionate performance in the second half and the flat and direct narrative in the first half also led to a great sense of separation in the song, which made people very uncomfortable to listen to.

However, the flaws are not hidden, and the overall presentation is not bad.

According to my score, I can reach 8 points. Brother

Hao took the lead in making comments, grasping the difference in the performance of the band before and after, and made a big article.

However, it seems that he is worried that his comments will anger the audience, and Brother Hao finally praised the flying band very much with a desire for survival.