Chapter 318

The audience guessed that the guests of the evaluation group listened and couldn't help but follow the melody and rhythm, so they couldn't help raising their hands and shaking them together, like holding a fluorescent stick in a concert.

It was not until the music ended and Shu Cheng put down the microphone that everyone recovered.

"Ah -" cheers and screams merged into one, and everyone shouted loudly.

Spectator Seats.

"That sounds great!"

"It's actually an original. Theking is awesome!"

"Needless to say, theking must have won!"

"What style of song is this? Can it blend like this? I actually like it."

"I still like theking's" chasing dreams, pure child heart "and" I "

"The king must be a big man in the music world!"

"But this song is written for your loved ones as soon as you listen to it! It's reasonable to say that you shouldn't be too old!"

"What if theking deliberately sings songs of this style to smack us so that we don't guess his identity?"

"But theking's voice also sounds very young! How can it be those elderly giants in the music world?"

……

Guess and comment group.

Li Junna was stunned and couldn't say it. She couldn't cry or laugh: "no one told me to be ready for IQ before coming!"

"Oh, you don't usually go out with your IQ!" Jiang Jing joked to liven up the atmosphere.

"It's fresh, casual and catchy. The first paragraph is full of R & B mood, describing the throbbing of love; but especially, the chorus turns into a romantic" hand song ", which is very interesting, and it can be said to create a new style," commented King Jiang Yi.

Deng Fuling looked at the white figure on the stage and frowned: "senior, do you deliberately sing this song to affect our judgment!"

"Guess?" the lips under theking's white mask are hooked up. It's fun if you can't guess, isn't it?

Deng Fuling rolled her eyes: "do you guess me?"

"You guess, I guess." Shu Cheng's eyes flashed a trace of cunning.

"This character looks young!" Deng Fuling thought, "let me ask a little question, how old are you?"

"Seventeen." the eyes under Shu Cheng's white mask were shining brightly.

Jiang Yi, Deng Fuling, Jiang Jing, Li Junna and other players, the audience were speechless and gave someone on the stage a look of contempt.

"Do you think I believe it?" Jiang Jing smiled.

Shu Cheng asked solemnly, "why don't you believe it?"

No one believes the truth these days.

Jiang Jing turned her eyes and sang leisurely: "be simple. Speak in a simple way. Please omit the progressive emotion. You're not an actor. Don't design those plots. No problem. I just want to see how round you are..."

Jiang Jing is a crosstalk actor. Singing is not out of tune, but there are professional singers next to her.

"Brother, I beg you to stop singing." Deng Fuling helped her forehead and couldn't cry or laugh.

Jiang Jing obviously didn't feel ashamed, shrugged: "it's a meaning anyway."

Deng Fuling turned her head, looked at theking and couldn't help singing: "I should cooperate with you to perform, I turned a blind eye, and forced a person who loves you most to perform impromptu..."

There was another scream.

"Ah --"

"Deng Fuling!"

"Deng Fuling!"

……

Shu Cheng stood on the stage listening to the two people singing her songs, and a bad taste rose in her heart.