This star’s style is wrong

The extremely fast lyrics and ancient melody swept the audience like a storm.

The audience, instructors, and music critics were all stunned.

The twenty-eight music critics and media judges at the scene began to whisper among themselves.

"Is this... rap?"

"The lyrics are very fast, but they have a melody. It's not rap, it's a bit like RNB style."

"It's hard to classify, but this song feels like it's going to explode."

""Nocturne" is not rap in the conventional sense. It should be classified into classical rap or melodic rap."

"This song is also very special, but the lyrics are a bit hard to understand."

Some of the professional judges cannot understand Cantonese.

Moreover, even if you can understand Cantonese, it is difficult to fully understand the lyrics so fast.

However, the program team has already sent the lyrics to professional judges and instructors.

Four instructors and 28 professional judges, many of them took the lyrics and listened to them while reading.

Fang Xing gets better and better the more he sings, and the more he sings, the more emotional he becomes:

"Ah...ha...I can't bear to part with the bright world.

"Ah...ha...I can't escape the joy of infatuated love.

"Ah...ha...I can't find a substitute for the color.

"Ah... ha... I will never be able to figure this problem out in my lifetime!"

The audience was completely shocked by this song.

The heavy melody, the sonorous and powerful singing voice, and the shocking lyrics all amazed the audience.

Especially the audience whose hometown is Cantonese-speaking area, after understanding the lyrics, they waved the light sticks in surprise.

There were even some troll netizens who came from Cantonese-speaking areas and shouted with tears in their eyes: "I don't want to blackmail you anymore, what should I do? We promised it for the rest of my life."

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The ancient melody of the whole song has an awe-inspiring aura that makes people mesmerized when listening to it.

Until the last note of the finale fell, the instructors, professional judges, and the audience were all still full of ideas.

It was quiet for a while.

"call!"

He Hao took a long breath and joked with a smile: "Fang Xing, listening to other people's singing is a waste of your ears, and listening to you singing is a waste of your neck. I almost can't breathe with these endless lyrics.

"The song has been sung, Fang Xing, do you think you can get a promotion seat?"

"certainly."

Fang Xing showed a confident smile.

"So sure, what if you fail to advance later and get slapped in the face? You have to know that in addition to the four mentors, there are also 28 professional judges over there who vote." He Hao pointed to the left professional review seat.

Fang Xing shrugged and said, "It doesn't matter to me whether you vote for me or not."

"Are you so calm? What if you are eliminated?" He Hao continued to ask.

"It's okay. Just vote according to your own ideas. Time will tell." Fang Xing's expression was very calm.

In fact, I originally wanted to say: time will prove who is the clown.

However, this is a bit too much. You still have to be humble.

As for whether after listening to this song, there are professional judges who dare to vote for Hashim’s arrogant rap lyrics, then time will indeed prove who is the clown.

He Hao still felt that the matter was not big enough, so he turned to look at Hashim in the promotion table and asked: "Hashim, do you think you will win?"

Hashem's face looked a little ugly.

Because he could also hear that Fang Xing's song had a very strong melody and arrangement.

At the beginning, he felt that with his adaptation of "Bloody Throat", which was both arrogant and exciting, he could crush his opponents.

Now, I feel that the outcome is unpredictable.

He couldn't understand the lyrics, so he wasn't sure what they were about.

In addition, "Bloody Throat" is an episode of a classic martial arts drama, which has great weight in the hearts of the audience.

Therefore, he felt that he still had great hope of winning.

He put on a confident smile and said: "The opponent is very strong, but I think I will win, and defeating a strong opponent will give me a greater sense of accomplishment."

Immediately afterwards, He Hao looked at the tutor's seat and said, "Then let's see how the four tutors and twenty-eight professional judges will vote.

"First of all, the four instructors thought that "Seeing Blood Seals the Throat" is better, holding up a plaque with Hashem's name written on it.

"Those who think "The Hard-to-Recite Sutra" is better, please raise the question board with Fang Xing's name written on it. Please show the question board!"

The four instructors all raised the question board with Fang Xing's name written on it.

"Fang Xing has four votes. It seems that the four instructors have a higher evaluation of Fang Xing's song. However, this is not the final result. It also depends on the votes of the 28 professional judges. First of all, the first row of the professional judges' seats. Please turn up. Question board." He Hao continued to guide the professional judges to show their cards in order.

The seven professional judges in the first row all raised the question boards with Fang Xing's name written on them.

"All voted for Fang Xing. Fang Xing has eleven votes. The second row of professional judges, please show your question board..."

He Hao counted the votes row by row: "The second row also all voted for Fang Xing, Fang Xing eighteen votes."

The voting is actually over here.

Four mentors and twenty-eight professional judges gave a total of thirty-two votes, and Fang Xing had already received eighteen votes.

The outcome is decided.

Hashim was sitting on the promotion table, his whole expression was wrong.

He didn't expect that the results would be so disparate. He didn't get any of the first eighteen votes.

The gap was so huge that he couldn't understand it.

Even if the opponent is very strong, he won’t lose one vote, right?

However, this is the fact. The four instructors and the first two rows of professional judges, with a total of eighteen votes, all voted for Fang Xing.

The contrast is too harsh.

Even the audience at the scene thought it was too much.

However, these professional judges do not think so in their hearts.

The music appreciation ability of these professional judges is naturally higher than that of ordinary audiences, and they can tell who sings better.

If Fang Xing is only a little better, then you can still vote for Hashem based on your preference.

However, they all have the lyrics to the song.

Listening to this song with the lyrics is a completely different feeling.

The lyrics, music and singing of this song, as well as the rap adapted by Hashem, are no longer from the same world.

Just like what Fang Xing wanted to say at the beginning.

Time will tell who the clown is who votes for Hashem now.

One is a song that can be described as musical art, while the other is a rap used to curse people.

After time has passed, one will become an eternal classic, while the other will be submerged in the dust of time, making it difficult to be mentioned again.

Voting for Hashem now means that whenever someone mentions the Hard-to-Recite Sutra, his vote will be laughed at as a joke.

The gap is just too big.

Even if these professional reviewers want to make a mistake, they dare not make a mistake.

Although the outcome is no longer in doubt, voting will continue.

He Hao continued: "In the third row of the professional judging seats, please show your question board."

Like the first two rows, all the third rows voted for Fang Xing.

The outcome is no longer in suspense, but the vote continues. For Hashim, this is simply a public execution.

It was as if these professional judges were using their votes to prove how bad his rapping was.

Hashim's expression turned extremely ugly, and his lungs were about to burst with anger.