Chapter 325

To be fair, theking did not use the songs he had practiced before, but chose a new song, and Feng and the common people also decided on the entries.

The order of appearance was still determined by drawing lots. The Mao king raised his eyebrow and looked at the note in his hand.

first.

Shu Cheng's red lips under the white mask had a faint smile. After communicating with the band teacher, she walked on the stage that belonged to her.

The guests of the guess and comment group whispered under the stage.

"I heard that theking didn't use the songs he practiced before, but wrote a new song?" Jiang Yi asked with a slight frown.

Jiang Jing replied, "yes, I heard what the band teacher said."

Deng Fuling could not help frowning, "is it so hasty? The quality of such songs... I'm afraid..."

"Theking is too proud and conceited. The quality of songs written in such a short time..." Li Junna said.

Jiang Jing said, "theking should be sure! How can such a proud man bear to lose?"

Jiang Yi said: "the key is that theking is too proud and willful. If he doesn't look good, he will apply for an extra game and have a fair game again, but the quality of writing songs in such a hurry..."

"Look what you're talking about!" Jiang Jing said.

The lights gathered on the white figure on the stage. Shu Cheng slowly closed his eyes. When the music sounded, his dark eyes suddenly opened and the microphone was put on his mouth.

"Wandering, on the road,"

"Are you leaving?"

"Fragile, proud,"

"That was what I looked like,"

"Boiling and restless,"

"Where are you going?"

"Enigmatic silence,"

"Are you really listening to the story?"

The audience was stunned.

"Is this a ballad?"

"Can folk songs still sing like this?"

"I like the lyrics! Are you really listening to the story? It's so emotional!"

Guess and comment group.

Deng Fuling was stunned with bright eyes. Are you really listening to the story? I little interesting.

"It doesn't seem as bad as we just thought?" Li Junna said.

Jiang Yi also sat up straight, his index finger belly gently tapped the table with the beat: "who is the king to write such a song in such a short time? I don't deserve such strength in the music world."

"It's not easy to start like this for such a period of time. It's enough to prove the strength of theking, and there's nothing worse in the future.".

Shu Cheng also didn't notice the comments of the audience. He took the microphone and sang loudly:

"I have crossed mountains and seas,"

"Also through the sea of people,"

"I used to have everything,"

"In the twinkling of an eye, it's like smoke,"

"I was disappointed and lost all directions,"

"The only answer is to see the ordinary."

Everyone in the audience was silent. I was disappointed and lost all directions. Until I saw the ordinary, it was the only answer.

Who is not the ordinary road?

Guess the guests of the jury are shocked to have nothing to add. Who is this king?!

In such a short time, the king created a song of such excellent quality on the spot. It's terrible!

Who the hell is he?!

Shu Cheng is still singing:

"When you're still dreaming,"

"Your tomorrow,"

"Will she be better or worse?"

"Another day for me,"

"I ruined everything I had,"

"Just want to leave forever,"

"I once fell into boundless darkness,"

"If you want to struggle, you can't extricate yourself,"

"I used to be like you, like him, like the weeds and flowers,"

"Desperate and eager, crying and laughing."

Shu Cheng closed her eyes and echoed in her mind those ordinary and extraordinary lives she met in all aspects of time and space.

As a system, she hasn't experienced so much, but she has seen it.

She has seen countless ordinary and sincere people. She doesn't know what she will look like in the future, but she will try her best to live as she wants.

"Go ahead, just go."

"Even if you've been given anything,"

"Go ahead, just go."

"Even if you're taken from anything,"

"Go ahead, just go."

"Even if you miss something..."

The audience was quiet, there was no discussion, only empathy.

Such ordinary, such stubborn, such they are just like singing in the song.

Jiang Yi and a group of guests from the guessing and commenting group are frowning, searching for relevant candidates in their minds according to the lyrics, trying to find the identity of the king. The more they think, the more they have no clue.

"Who is the king?! isn't he really a person in the music world?! the key is whether people in the music world have such singing strength and typhoon?"

"The key is that the king's behavior style and voice are not like old people, but the meaning and artistic conception in the song..."

Jiang Jing said with a sudden smile: "suddenly I remembered that he said he was seventeen and seventy last time. It's really in order not to expose his identity. I can say anything, ha ha."

Shu Cheng, standing on the stage, continued to sing:

"I have crossed mountains and seas,"

"Also through the sea of people,"

"I've asked the whole world"

"Never got the answer."

The guests of the guessing and commenting group were stunned, with tears in their eyes, immersed in the song.

This is a song that people who have experienced what can write?

What kind of person is this king?

With the pride of a child, fireworks with different colors in the blue sky are ordinary but extraordinary

Shu Cheng continued to sing:

"I'm just like you, like him, like the weeds and flowers,"

"This is the only way I have to go."

"Time speechless, so and so,"

"Tomorrow is at hand."

"The wind is still far away,"

"Where is your story?"

……

One song finished.

All the audience and the guests of the jury couldn't help standing up and applauding the man on the stage.

“Theking！”

“Theking！”

“Theking！”

“Theking！”

……

Shu Cheng stood on the stage, enjoying everyone's cheers, and the red lips under the mask were raised high.

Jiang Yi said with a smile, "I'm really more and more curious about your identity. Did you write a new song in such a short time or such an excellent new song!"

Deng Fuling applauded: "the Slow Lyric rhythm, clear voice and low singing make the songs full of light warmth and sadness. The song allows the listener to enjoy the feeling of calm and youth, and find the direction of the future in sadness and confusion. This song is really excellent!"

Jiang Yi also commented: "the typical trip hop chord decomposition sings the voice of mortals. It is sincere and magnanimous enough to deduce an extraordinary journey of life. The lyrics of the ordinary road choose a deliberate sense of coarseness. The rap at the end of the song sounds more direct to the hearts of the people, truly expresses the voice of the people, and brilliantly deduces the song of life with rich emotions..."

Li Junna frowned: "senior, I'm curious. Where does the inspiration of this song come from?"

Shu Cheng's dark eyes were full of evil light, and the smile on her lips was publicized. She picked up the microphone: "this song is not about me, but some people in life. It may be the voice of most people, but it won't be mine."

"Ah --!" everyone was shocked by the king's answer.

"Life is beautiful like summer flowers and death is beautiful like autumn leaves." Shu Cheng smiled gently.

Everyone's attention is on the white figure on the stage. The king is elegant, noble and wanton.

However, such arrogance is not annoying, but admiration.

Until the host announced Shu Cheng's end and the civilians in the market came on, it was obvious that the audience's attention was not on him, because he knew that as long as the strength was good enough, the audience could tell that the audience was not fools, they had ears, and they would pay for you as long as your voice attracted them enough.

Recalling his previous dissatisfaction with the king, he felt a little funny. After all, his strength was not enough. The audience's expectation of the king's singing only showed that his strength was strong enough.

At this moment, he thought a lot.

The light gradually dimmed down, and the civilians in the market closed their eyes and calmed down a lot.

Whatever the outcome, singing good songs is what singers should do.

"I can still recall that day,"

"Meet you,"

"Trapped in your eyes,"

"Doomed to the infatuation of this life..."

……

After singing a song of the common people in the market, the guests of the guessing and evaluation group and the audience couldn't help clapping for him. Although it was not as warm as the previous applause of theking on the stage, it also had a good response.

Jiang Yi expressed satisfaction: "your performance in this concert is better than that in the last one. I can even hear your sincerity. This is a real singer."

Many viewers also talked about it one after another.

"In addition to the king, my favorite now is the civilians in the market. They sing very well!"

"It's really nice to hear! But I still prefer the king, ha ha!"

"Civilians in the market actually sing well! This song is much better than the last time he played it!"

……

The last one to appear is the wind.

She brought us an extremely difficult song, but it was because the song was too difficult for her to control and made frequent mistakes. The response of this song was very general.

With a gloomy face, Feng listened to the comments of the guests of the guessing and evaluation group, and put all the mistakes on the king's head.

If it weren't for the king, she wouldn't be like this now!

Obviously, all the applause and cheers, the title of singer should be hers!

But she forgot that among all the singers, she was the last to appear, that is, the one with the most rehearsal time. Compared with the king and the civilians, she had more sufficient preparation time for this one. The order of the last appearance was also very beneficial to her. It was her own strength that didn't catch the audience's ears.

This wind always puts the responsibility and his own fault on others.

……

There is no doubt that theking has won the title of king of songs again and won the title of king of songs again.

The following are the civilians, followed by the wind.

When the wind looked at the voting results, his face became more gloomy. Theking, wait, we will win you next time we see you!