Homme held the three pieces of letter paper that Joshu handed him yesterday. When he first met Joshu, Homme thought that the big man was teasing him.

Because he never believed that those noble nobles would like the "bad words" popular in underground prisons, not to mention that there would be nobles who would spend time writing new "bad words". Even if they wrote them out, Hom didn't think his level would be much higher than him.

After all, he is the champion of underground prisons.

When Hom finished reading all the contents of these three letters, he found that the song was written so perfectly!

After reading the lyrics of the whole song, the two words "rhyme" were thoroughly implemented. At the beginning, Home just tried to read it once, and after reading it thoroughly, he felt a refreshing feeling.

Hom has always believed that the music he sang came from underground prisons, and he won the championship in underground prisons several times in a row. It can be said that he is the best in Nolan in the entire "slander".

Therefore, Holme also believes that the songs he wrote are the best, just those Nolan listeners do not know how to appreciate them and are only willing to immerse themselves in that boring opera.

But when Holme saw the song, his last little pitiful self-confidence was completely shattered.

If Holme can be called king or champion above ‘bad words’, then the person who wrote this song can be called god!

A nobleman actually likes this form of music, and... is far better than him?

The facts were already in front of Holme, and he put down his only remaining pride and began to practice the song.

But when Home actually started practicing according to the tune of this song, he realized that the difficulty of this song was also terrible.

He didn't sleep all night yesterday. He began to practice this song frantically under the dim lights and the pain caused by bruises everywhere on his body.

But... the speech speed is too slow and I can't find the sense of language. This lyric is not in line with the music tune...

Holme encountered countless problems during practice. Even though he came to the backstage of the world's singer today, Holme still had many problems that had not been solved.

"Damn... it's not like that."

Hom tried again, but stuck in the last part, and he covered his forehead with both hands.

Tiredness and physical pain hit him. In order to get closer to the "God", Holme did not sleep for almost the whole night and devoted all his energy to this song.

"There is still time."

Holme calmed himself down, he took a deep breath, looked at the last part of the letter again, simulated the musical accompaniment in his mind, preparing to try it out of the hundredth time he didn't know.

But before he could speak, he saw someone standing in front of him.

Hom raised his head. The bruise that was beaten by two orcs yesterday did not relieve it today. This made his left eye unable to open it at all. He could only see the other person clearly with his right eye.

The person standing in front of Hom is undoubtedly a "big man." He is a big man who Hom can't afford to offend.

"for you."

Luo Ya threw the purse in his hand directly at the feet in front of Hom. This action made Hom stunned for a moment. He glanced at the purse and suddenly remembered that he had met this 'big man' yesterday.

"I promised that you came here for this purpose. Isn't it because you came here? I put ten gold coins in it and left quickly after taking it. This is not the place you should stay."

Luo Ya looked up and down at Hom. Today's Hom looked even more shabby and sloppy than yesterday. Apart from the patched clothes on Hom's body, his bruised cheeks alone were scary enough.

If such a person is allowed to appear on the stage of Fallosi, unless he plays a certain clown, it is a complete slander to the audience.

The rule of this semi-final is that two contestants must be on the same stage, and even if one of the contestants sings, the other contestant must stand on the stage and listen.

Roya does not allow himself to have a harlequin who is in trouble standing on the stage while singing opera, which will lower his singing character.

No one in fine clothes wants to stand with a beggar.

Hom didn't answer, he didn't know how to answer, so he lowered his head and continued to look at the three letter papers in his hand.

The survival rules at the bottom of Squirrel Street are cured in his heart, that is, don’t resist those ‘big figures’.

But Hom didn't want to leave, he regretted it... so he could only lower his head and ignore it, hoping that this big man could regard his silence as the "default".

And there is not much time left for her, so he must speed up the time to practice.

"Give me an answer." But Loya was not deceived by Hom's trick. He had just been tricked by Helolia and was not in a good mood.

A poor man from the bottom actually ignored him, which further aroused Luo Ya's anger.

He looked at Hom without even looking at him, but just stared at the letter paper in his hand.

This completely angered Roa, who snatched the letter from Hom's hand and threw it directly on the ground.

Because Hom's power was too strong to hold the letter paper and Roya's movements were too rude, the letter paper was torn in two directly, half of which fell to the ground, and the other half was held by Hom.

At this moment, Hom finally looked up.

"Have you considered it?" Roya continued.

In an instant, the little mouse finally couldn't control his temper and wanted to stand up and rush towards Luo Ya, but was instantly stopped by the theater attendant who rushed out of nowhere.

"Mr. Qiao Xiu told you that this is not the time for revenge." The attendant of the theater whispered in Hom's ear.

This sentence completely calmed down Hom, and several other servants also walked to Luo Ya to tell him that it was time to take office.

"If you show up on the stage, you'll regret it."

After leaving the last warning, Roya walked directly to the stage, and when he walked past the stage, he stepped on the letter paper on the ground.

The attendant of the theater had just let go of Hom. Hom immediately ran to the letter paper that fell to the ground and sorted it out, and tried to splice it back.

But the handwriting on the letter paper was a bit blurry, and with a gray-yellow shoe print, the lyrics in the last part seemed even more unrecognizable.

What made Holme nervous was that he was not fully grasped by the last part.

“It’s time to go on stage.”

The attendant of the theater walked to Holme, who was kneeling on the ground and whispered...

Hom looked at the three pieces of letter paper that were almost turned into waste paper with his hands, his hands and feet were as heavy and cold as if they were filled with lead, and his lips were trembling.

But at the urging of the theater attendant, Hom packed up the letter paper on the ground, put it in his pocket and walked onto the stage with difficulty.

When he came to the stage, there were already a warm cheer in the audience, but the cheer was not for him, but for his opponent.

The elegant aristocratic opera artist from Fallosi was present, and many aristocratic girls seemed to be his loyal listeners.

He faced the audience with a gentle smile on his face, and the screams of several girls rang out from the audience.

His smile was slightly stiff when he saw Holme shakingly onto the stage, standing under the same light projected from the protocronite with him, but it didn't last long.

There was a huge contrast between the two contestants on the stage. One was a well-known aristocratic opera artist in Fallosi... the other seemed not even a civilian.

"Not the first time we've met, Luoya."

As a judge, Sir Bai Jinghua began to sing...greetings before the young opera artist.

"Yes, I remember the last time I met you was at a banquet held by the Fallosi playwrights, Sir Bai Jinghua." Luo Ya's answer was very appropriate.

"So as one of Fallosi's youngest operas, what repertoire are you going to sing this time?" Jazz Bai Jinghua went straight to the point and asked him.

After Roya answered a song that Holme had never heard of before, Sir Bai Jinghua turned around and began to ask Holme.

When asked, Holme was extremely nervous, and of course he was not as elegant as Loa when he answered, and when Sir Bai Jinghua asked what Holme was going to sing.

Holme held the original crystal stone with a strong inscription engraved with a strong voice, hesitated for a while, and then only said two very short words.

"rap."

"Rap? A musical form that I have never heard before, so I'm looking forward to your next performance."

As Sir Bai Jinghua finished saying this, Hom suddenly heard the laughter sounding in the audience.

This is ridicule, and it is natural... Although Sir Bai Jinghua's last sentence was out of good intentions, it seemed to the audience as a complete humiliation.

The performance began soon, and the goddess of luck seemed to favor Home today. In the process of throwing coins to decide who will perform first, he won the opportunity to step back.

This also means that Home has time to adjust his heartbeat after a song.

And Loa's singing began soon with the soothing accompaniment.

This great man from the nobles is not the kind of pampered waste, he is truly capable... The song he chose, even the layman Holme sounds very difficult.

There are so many high notes in it!

In order to cooperate with his singing, the lighting on the entire stage is constantly changing. Under the soft and silent lights, the whole singing looks magnificent.

But in this beautiful performance, the only person who seemed a little abrupt, even annoying was Holme, who stood not far from the singer.

Hom's shabby outfit and his bruised face were so incompatible with the scene on the stage at this time.

But he can only stand here, and he can't go there even if he stands on this stage.

In this way... Luo Ya's performance has ended, the girl's screams and the audience's applause have sounded, and the young opera singer has received the praise he deserves for his excellent singing.

On the screen behind Roya, the number of votes he received continued to rise, reaching more than 23,000 votes.

In the voting of the semi-finals, the audience can choose a contestant in every round. While Luo Ya's singing was praised by the audience, many viewers also believed that the shabby boy's singing could not win such an excellent opera artist.

The winning Libra seems to have begun to tilt.

"Thank you." Roya bowed to the audience, then looked at Hom, who was standing on the other side with a slightly sarcastic gaze.

At this moment...Home knew that it was finally his turn, and the host also came over and handed him the original crystal stone with the inscription of the strong voice.

Hom's legs trembled towards the front of the stage, and his eyes looked at the audience sitting on the stage.

The cheers and applause stopped at this moment, and Holme felt the questioning eyes from all directions. The boos from the audience in the last game seemed to have echoed in Holme's ears.

His hand holding the original crystal stone couldn't help but tremble, but the accompaniment sounded at this moment.
To be continued...