When Qiao Bai heard this, his face turned completely pale.

I haven't heard Hua Lei's songs before, so I can't know the enemy, but this is not a problem. Just try my best, and the ratings will be based on the audience.

But I haven't heard my own songs before, what the hell is it?

If you don’t know your enemy, you can’t even know yourself. Is this a hammer?

At this moment, Qiao Bai wanted to overturn the table, but he had already reached this point and could only take one step at a time.

"Master, come on...I...I'll go out and take a breath." Qiao Bai took a deep breath and resisted the urge to lift the table and left.

Wang Peng looked at the roof in despair and muttered: "It's over, it's over, it's over!"

...

"Okay, don't waste everyone's time. Let's do the first song first. After all, Hua Shen is in a hurry. Our song is called "Love in Yesterday". The lyricist Tao Kai, the composing Tao Kai, the singer Hua Lei, Hua Shen!"

After Tao Kai finished speaking, he stepped back and gave up the stage.

As the lights and music lights up, Wang Peng becomes more and more desperate.

This show was very hasty, so hurrying that everyone's songs didn't even have time to rehearse.

In other words, all singers and musicians have received songs and music for the first time, without running-in or practicing directly! If everyone is doing this and the conditions are consistent, it is fair.

but……

Such skillful music and lighting are obviously suitable for you to prepare!

"No need to read it. We have been practicing for a week in advance. I really don't understand. Can't you see the situation clearly? As the general trend is, why bother to be a mantis arm and be a car?" Tao Kai answered Wang Peng's doubts.

Wang Peng's face was ashamed, and he knew he had lost...

Tao Kai looked at Fang Zheng again provocatively: "Little monk, don't you admit defeat?"

Fang Zheng smiled slightly and said, "I never believe in anything absolutely. I believe that man will conquer nature."

"Tsk! The duck is stubborn!" Tao Kai disagreed.

Huashen started singing on stage. Experts knew if there was any as soon as they opened their mouths. The sound quality was really great, and the listeners were shocked. This is a love song, which sang the nostalgia for the past relationship after the breakup. It was very bourgeois and affectionate.

With Hua Lei's opening, the screen was once again frantically browsing the barrage.

"Hua Shen is invincible!"

"As soon as Hua Shen opened his mouth, he destroyed a group of jumping clowns."

"Who dares to take the stage with such a voice or such a song?"

"It's over, let's break up!"

...

Looking at the countless shouts and loudly clamor, Tao Kai smiled proudly, and Pan Wenbo smiled proudly.

As Hua Lei finished singing, Tao Kai took the lead in applauding, and the judges present also applauded. Although they did not like Hua Lei's arrogant attitude, and they did not like Tao Kai's stomping on people like a fox and tiger, but good is good, and they were not stingy with applause.

The temporary extras invited by the audience also applauded, and the applause was thunderous, as if the winner had been decided.

Hua Lei went down after singing, without saying a word of nonsense. It seemed that saying more words to these people was a waste of time.

The greatest contempt is not to point at the nose and curse people, but to completely ignore them.

He didn't even look at Fang Zheng, nor did he look at anyone present, as if there was only air and himself in his eyes, and nothing else.

That arrogance was almost written on my face...

"It sounds nice..." Mao Xiaofan whispered beside him.

When Tao Kai heard this, he raised his head slightly, feeling quite contented.

Then Mao Xiaofan added: "Hua Lei's singing skills are indeed very good, better than me. The lyrics and songs are a bit unsatisfied with his level.

The lyrics and music are too pretentious and are filled with gorgeous rhetoric, but instead they lack the purity of first love..."

Hearing this, Hua Lei, who was stepping down, paused slightly and glanced at Mao Xiaofan.

The judges next to him also looked at Mao Xiaofan in surprise. From their eyes, they recognized Mao Xiaofan's evaluation.

When Tao Kai heard this, his face turned dark. Isn’t this just scolding the song he wrote?

Tao Kai said angrily: "Ignorance boy, do you know what song is?"

Mao Xiaofan said calmly: "I think a good song should be directly touching people's hearts, rather than talking about sorrow in a far-fetched way. You probably have never been in a relationship, or your first love is not like this. Therefore, the first love written in it will be so empty and so embarrassing."

Tao Kai's face turned red, obviously because he was called out, and he said in anger: "Where does it come from so much nonsense? Your songs are good, go and sing them! Isn't it just a poor loser's moan? Isn't it?"

Tao Kai was talking about the song "If I Become Rich One Day", and he said that, that's right.

Fang Zheng didn't refute...

"Next, let's invite our next contestant, the song brought by Fang Zheng..." The host above has already begun to introduce it.

When Fang Zheng heard this, he quickly rushed to the stage and added: ""Xiaoshou"!"

"Our song is called "Xiaoshou", singer Mao Xiaofan, who writes lyrics and composers... Well, everyone knows, I won't say much." Fang Zheng almost said it was himself, and then realized that if he really said that, it would be like lying, and it would be inevitable that he would be thunder. So he blew up...

The host asked subconsciously: "Abbot Fang Zheng, is this song "Xiaoshou" also a first-hand love song?"

Fang Zheng smiled: "Do you think I can write love songs?"

The host also smiled: "That's true...then there will be love...thick..."

"Mao Xiaofan." Fang Zheng said word by word, as if he was afraid that everyone would forget the three words Mao Xiaofan.

The host nodded awkwardly: "Okay, then I'll invite the roadside singer Mao Xiaofan to the stage."

Fang Zheng frowned and said unhappily: "What is a roadside singer? Shouldn't singing be a hobby and dream? Should singing be divided into different levels due to different singing places? It is said that art has no national boundaries, no distinction between rich and poor, only between high and low. Does Lanqi TV want to redefine the level of art?"

Hearing this, the host was shocked. If he dared to nod, he would offend the entire art circle. Although everyone knows that the size of the singing stage is also a manifestation of the singer's strength, no one dares to use the size of the stage to characterize a person's artistic achievements.

The host wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and secretly glanced at Tao Kai below. Tao Kai was a little dissatisfied with the host's performance, but he didn't say anything, signaling him to start quickly.

Mao Xiaofan took the stage.

According to the process, the host should have some interaction with Mao Xiaofan to let the audience know more about the singer.

But the host said directly: "This is the singer Mao Xiaofan, and he looks really ordinary."

Mao Xiaofan was already nervous, and when he said this, his face turned redder and he lowered his head and did not dare to say anything.

Fang Zheng, the one who protects the baby, naturally stopped doing it. He also realized that the host was here to find trouble! Since it was an enemy, it was naturally a very strong reception.

So Fang Zheng said: "It's ordinary. After all, Xiaofan is just an ordinary person with dreams. He is here to realize his dreams. Unlike you, standing on the top of the dream, she sighs about other people's ordinary things. This reminds me of some people who walked out of the village. After making a few money, she said that the villagers are native... Dogs don't even care about poverty, but some people are not as good as dogs."

"You...you..." Being scolded in front of all the audience is not as good as a dog. The host is so popular that he wants to scold him back, but he can't! Unless he doesn't want to do this host.

What made him even more angry was that some discordant barrage appeared on the barrage.

"The master is right! This host is too much, and the fat black man before, he is too crazy! Didn't he just report Hua Shen's thigh? As for the other contestants then stepping on?"

"Fang Zheng is right. This is an art stage. Why do we have to divide it into different levels? When we go up, everyone is the same. This host, low!"

"Although I don't like this monk, this monk said it very well."

Fortunately, Hua Lei's fans were still there and immediately suppressed these words.

The host quickly said, "Then please start your singing."

After saying that, the host went down in disgrace.

Fang Zhengze looked at Mao Xiaofan next to him, and asked directly: "Are you nervous?"

Mao Xiaofan nodded shyly: "I'm a little nervous, my hands are a little shaking."

"Just that... dare to go on stage? Go down as soon as possible!" Tao Kai started a cheering below.

Some neutral audiences in front of the TV and in front of the phone also shook their heads, and their nervous hands were trembling. How can they compete?

At this moment, everyone was shocked to see the monk smiled slightly and took out a bottle of Erguotou white wine from the wide white monk's robe!

"You won't be nervous after drinking it, go there, boy!" Fang Zheng fooled Mao Xiaofan in front of him like a big fool on the street.

Mao Xiaofan said: "I can't drink."

"Then drink less." Fang Zheng said.

Mao Xiaofan gritted his teeth, picked up the wine bottle and unscrewed the lid, and raised his head, and gulped it. Although he looked cowardly on the outside, he was also a cruel person at heart. People who couldn't drink alcohol would have a big mouthful of Erguotou, and ordinary people would definitely vomit.

But he held it back!

After a big mouthful, Mao Xiaofan's eyes turned red.

Fang Zheng asked: "How is it? Are you still nervous?"

Mao Xiaofan took a deep breath: "Can't drink anymore, I can't..."

"Come again!" Fang Zhengdao.

"Ah? Still drinking?" Mao Xiaofan was startled, but he still drank it in one sip...

"How is it?" Fang Zheng asked.

Mao Xiaofan grinned, smiled, and said with a light in his eyes: "I think I can take another sip."
To be continued...