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013 Too bad it's not you

The curtain opened and the song and dance carefully arranged by the Qing Song Club was opened, with a performance nature and a thermal field effect.

When the venue became hot, the host took the stage and asked the colonel's Youth League Committee to resign according to the convention, and then introduced the competition rules and the top 12 contestants.

After completing the process, the female host changed the topic: "...I have said so much, I believe everyone can't wait."

The male host took the opportunity to say: "Yes, then let's hand over the stage to the first contestant tonight, Liu Bo from the Civil Engineering Academy. The song he brought to everyone is "Fangze".

"Advisor for applause, Liu Bo."

The audience gave polite applause, and several lonely and hard-working roars came from the backcourt: "Liu Bo! Liu Bo! Liu Bo!"

I heard this and it was Liu Bo’s gay friend.

The audience burst into laughter and looked back.

"Hey, Jay Chou will appear later. Why don't we give him some more fuel?" Li Yan suggested.

"No!" Hu Yang and Wen Liang said in unison.

"If you dare to shout a few times, I promise to strangle you to death." Wen Liang added viciously.

Huyang did not bring his picky ears, but enjoyed the contestants' performances with a relaxed attitude.

Choosing the thorns of an amateur singer is not something a professional music critic should do.

To the surprise of Hu Po, the top 12 contestants have quite diverse styles, including those who sing ancient styles, some who play rock, some who rap from beginning to end, and some who jump at a disagreement... It can be seen that each contestant tried his best, and the audience did not hesitate to applause and cheer.

The top ten contestants finished their performances and the host took the stage to report. Before he could speak, the name of "Lin Yufei" had already resounded throughout the auditorium.

Unlike other relatives and friends who have weak players, Lin Yufei's entirely is a support group, organized and disciplined, and the support voices are uniform.

The key is that Lin Yufei is one of the most popular figures among the freshmen, and her popularity is there. Even if she supports her, she will not be as awkward as the big brother just now. She even attracted many passers-by to join them. No matter what she shouted, she followed her and shouted randomly, hey, it was just a play.

The atmosphere on the scene was instantly pushed to a climax, and the host was forced to maintain order: "Everyone, don't be impatient, I know everyone is looking forward to it, I'm just like you, and I'm very much looking forward to her performance."

He paused and returned to the topic: "The No. 11 contestant who is about to appear, her wonderful performance at the welcome party is still vivid in my mind. Today, in the final of the top ten singers, she will bring us a brand new song that has never been published on any platform."

"If possible, please let go of your thoughts and close your eyes, because this is a song that needs to be felt with your heart. Please give me a greeting, Lin Yufei."

The more the host said this, the more talked about it in the audience. Everyone was obviously very curious about this "brand new song", but as the lights dimmed, the discussion gradually became smaller. When the prelude sounded, everyone calmed down and a gentle piano floated in the auditorium.

At the same time, in the backstage, the only remaining waiting player Zhou Mingxuan always pays attention to the movements on the stage. In the finals, only Lin Yufei has the ability to compete with him for the championship.

After listening to the host's report, the first thought that flashed through his mind was: Be steady.

He knew better than anyone else that to participate in such an amateur competition, choosing songs is more important than singing skills to some extent. Choosing a song that no one has ever heard of before he could lose three points before he could open his voice.

What's more, it's a new song?

Unless Lin Yufei can write a masterpiece that is comparable to the top of the best-selling list - this is absolutely impossible. If she had this ability, she would have become famous long ago and would she be part of the top ten singers on campus?

So, the most reasonable explanation is that she knew she couldn't win, so she simply gave up on competition and simply enjoyed the stage.

This idea lasted for only two seconds, and as the prelude sounded, a bad premonition surged into his heart.

The texture of this melody is unexpectedly high.

Zhou Mingxuan began to panic.

On the stage, Lin Yufei wore a red silk dress with long hair tied up, revealing her slender neck. She was bathed in the warm-toned light, immersed in the slowly flowing melody, focusing and elegant.

Huyang adjusted the angle of the camera, and he was more nervous than expected.

Although he always acted calmly when he communicated with Lin Yufei in private, he knew in his heart that the singing of this song was very difficult, especially at the scene. The main song was low and difficult to control. The switching between various true and false sounds of the chorus was very test of the singer's ability to control the sound and breath.

He told Lin Yufei that as long as he performs well, he can become famous in one song.

This is true, but he did not say the second half of the sentence: If there is a mistake, he will be defeated.

The prelude is about to end, Lin Yufei raised the microphone. At this moment, Hu Yang in the audience and Zhou Mingxuan in the backstage held their breath at the same time.

"At this moment I suddenly felt so familiar

Like yesterday and today

My tone seems to be you

Isn't it just evidence that we have loved..."

"call--"

Poplar secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and all the hanging internal organs returned to their place.

Lin Yufei's condition was even better than he expected, very stable, pronunciation was very clear, and she could clearly feel her ease.

It seems that I have practiced a lot in private...

Poplar euphratica was very pleased.

Zhou Mingxuan, who was also breathing, instantly felt relieved, his hands were clenched unconsciously, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

The worst situations are often the most likely to happen.

He suddenly remembered Murphy's Law, and suddenly a result flashed through his mind that he had never considered: I might lose.

Before this, he was confident and sure to win, but after hearing these four sentences, he suddenly became less sure.

He shook his head, trying to get rid of negative thoughts, but the more he restrained himself, the more he could not help but think in the worst direction. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that he would really lose.

Before he knew it, his mentality changed a lot.

"I almost lied to myself and you

Love is not necessarily proportional to being loved

I know being hurt is a kind of luck

But I can't give myself up completely…”

Lin Yufei was fully devoted to her, and her delicate and warm voice had a sense of narrative, which not only grabbed everyone's ears, but also grabbed everyone's heart.

Everyone was immersed in the atmosphere created by the lyrics and music, and their emotions fluctuated with the singing.

Until the last note fell, the lingering sound seemed to have not dissipated, and Lin Yufei's gentle whisper seemed to be lingering in his ears, and the lyrics of the last sentence intertwined with gratitude, regret and blessing:

"Thank you for holding my hand

You can still feel that tenderness.”

In the dead silence, Lin Yufei bowed to thank him.

The person who sang has finished singing, but the person who listens to the song is still in the song.

After a few seconds, the first applause sounded - it was Populus.

Immediately afterwards, unprecedented warm applause burst out in the auditorium, without any support, cheers, and no cheers. All of them were just standing up and giving the most sincere applause to this heartfelt song and this intimate performance.

"Thank you, thank you everyone."

Lin Yufei bowed again to thank him, then turned around and walked into the backstage, and when she passed by Zhou Mingxuan, she nodded slightly to him, as if saying: "Looking forward to your performance."

It is based on sincere expectations, not provocation or show-off.

The host took the stage to report.
Chapter completed!
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