Sir Bai Jinghua sat in the audience holding a drink that exudes a mellow fragrance. Sir Bai Jinghua and other nobles called this bitter drink "brown bean juice".m. The mobile phone is the most traffic-saving site without advertisements.

Qiao Xiu likes to call this drink with "coffee", so Sir Bai Jinghua also decided to call it coffee.

At present, in Nolan, Joseph has created one trend after another. In this situation, Fallosi will probably have many young playwrights and opera artists in Fallosi to follow Joseph's footsteps and write works of "Hallosi".

Sir Bai Jinghua naturally had to follow Qiao Xiu's pace.

But it was not easy to complete the task entrusted by the Chaos Demon. Sir Bai Jinghua took a sip of the coffee in the cup, glanced at the stack of contestants in his hands, and truly experienced the meaning of "body and mind exhaustion".

After the stunning performance of the nun named Riya and the black wood elf Luvita, the performance of the contestants later began to go further and further.

So much so that Sir Bai Jinghua enjoyed several performances that can only be seen in the acrobatic troupe in this singing competition!

"That's all for today, let them stop accepting registration."

Sir Bai Jinghua signaled his servants to ask the people outside to stop signing up. Now the time is getting closer to late at night. Even if there is coffee to refresh himself, Sir Bai Jinghua's biological clock will not allow him to stay up late.

The servant accepted the order and walked down immediately. Sir Bai Jinghua looked through the form in his hand again.

Before he knew it, he had reviewed a total of 232 contestants, and today there were seven contestants left without review.

"Sir Bai Jinghua, how many contestants were selected today?"

Qiao Xiu's voice suddenly rang behind Sir Bai Jinghua at this moment.

He turned around and Joshu and Xiri were already sitting beside him.

"Twenty-three...Mr. Qiao Xiu." Sir Bai Jinghua couldn't help but sigh when asked this question by Qiao Xiu.

"Although you give all the civilians in Nolan a chance to get on the stage, the performances of civilians who have not been trained on the stage... No, that cannot be called a performance at all. Many of these twenty-three contestants were allowed to pass by because I let go of my persistence in art."

"The situation... is really that bad?" Qiao Xiu looked at Sir Bai Jinghua's appearance, as if he was over ten years old.

You can imagine how devastated his ears were all day long.

"I think the people of Nolan should have no artistic cells, maybe... Joshu, you can hold a competition to chant spells."

Xili whispered in Qiao Xiu's ear, giving Qiao Xiu a brand new suggestion.

"Uh... this kind of competition can be done by the gray-clothed person." Qiao Xiu looked at the contestant performing on the stage.

That contestant was the 232nd place. Judging from his appearance, he looked like a chef. His dress was very professional in the chef, but his singing voice was completely at the level of noise.

Qiao Xiu felt that he dared to run to the street in the morning to show his singing voice, and soon a bunch of people would come out from all directions and beat him down.

"Is there really no... any very powerful civilian contestant?"

Qiao Xiu asked Sir Bai Jinghua next to him with a hint of luck.

"Of course there is." Sir Bai Jinghua flipped the list of participants in his hand and handed one of the pages to Qiao Xiu. "At the beginning of the audition, there was a contestant named Liya, and her singing... Mr. Qiao Xiu, I swear, that is definitely a level that only a master-level opera artist can achieve!"

"Liya."

Qiao Xiu looked at the name and remembered some news that the Dark Elf had revealed to her before.

Among them is this nun about Leah.

The Holy Kingdom sent a nun to participate in a singing competition organized by the demon? And this nun is still comparable to a master-level opera artist?!

Qiao Xiu found that there were too many plots to make up for, but there was a contestant who could really stand on the stage and would not let the audience appear. No matter where he came from, it would be good for Qiao Xiu.

After all, when Qiao Xiu held this time, he wanted to win ratings as much as possible in Nolan.

During the conversation, the contestant was eventually eliminated by Bai Jinghua.

The 233rd contestants took the stage.

When the contestant stepped onto the stage, Sir Bai Jinghua's brow frowned slightly.

His outfit was so...scrapped and completely out of the category of civilians, a bit like the alien residents living in Squirrel Street.

But his race is a human...

"Home?" Sir Bai Jinghua called out his name tentatively. He nodded slightly, not looking very suitable for the lights on the stage.

"Please show your singing voice."

Sir Bai Jinghua has no expectations for this contestant.

After he stood on the stage and was silent for a moment, he finally started his performance...

As Sir Bai Jinghua expected, what is the need for a person who even has difficulty maintaining his life to practice singing?

His performance doesn't sound like a song at all, but simply says something that sounds...unpleasant from his mouth.

It's just that there sounds a fixed rhythm between these words.

Sir Bai Jinghua tried to stop the No. 233 contestant's performance several times, but in the end he still patiently held back.

In just one and a half minutes passed, the contestant named Home finally 'sang' his song.

"It's OK, next one."

After listening to so many amateur performances, this one was the only one that made Sir Bai Jinghua feel angry. He signaled that the attendant would take the contestant named Home off the stage.

The two attendants walked off the stage and were very fast. If it weren't for someone watching behind the scenes, they might have chosen to throw the dirty beggar out of the Nolan National Theater.

"Wait a moment."

Qiao Xiu made a sound to stop the two attendants from doing rude behavior, and then waved his hand to signal the two attendants to go aside.

"You know there are not many people here who will appreciate your...show." Qiao Xiu stood up and looked at him and said.

"Sir, sorry... I can't call the singing of the past." Holme had long anticipated that the singing style of the underground prison would not be accepted by the residents of Nolan on the ground.

Not to mention these big names who enjoy opera baptism all day long.

"No, I'm one of those people on the scene, but I'm curious about it... did you learn this way of acting from where?"

Joshu was a little stunned when he first heard Hom's performance, and even suspected that he had come to the 1970s on Earth, not during the magic revolution.

This feeling is no less than that when you are enjoying Beethoven's musical, it turns out to be an Eminem concert later.
Chapter completed!