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Chapter 312 Original Sound Reproduction
"Haven't played yet? Even if he plays, what can he do?" Ye Feng shook his head, his face full of incomprehension: "Do you mean that if he does not perform as well as me after playing, you will call?"

Seeing his favorite beauty caring so much for a stupid rookie, Ye Feng felt very uncomfortable.But the more this is the case, the more he has to face the difficulties.The higher the difficulty, the greater the sense of accomplishment. People who engage in art think about problems in this way: good things are always snatched from the arms of others!
He believes in such a creed: As long as the hoe is well swung, there is no corner that cannot be dug!
"You are dreaming, the idiot will definitely defeat you!" Zhong Yiyi said stubbornly regardless of everyone's strange eyes.

Everyone couldn't help shaking their heads: such a beautiful woman defends this guy in every possible way, and even others feel a little moved when they see it.But this confidence is too blind. This guy is obviously a douchebag who cannot be supported. Let alone defeating Ye Feng, he is not even an opponent for ordinary players like us.

Such a person should have this self-consciousness, keep a low profile at all times, and try not to attract attention.

Hey, this time, the beauty is going to be sad...

The competition is going on nervously, and the contestants on stage one after another...

The atmosphere in the stadium was quite warm, but since Ye Feng stepped down, there has been no incident of collective cheers from the audience. Most of them were animals and women from their own schools cheering like crazy, with only a few from other schools offering a little friendship. ticket.

As for the scores, apart from Ye Feng's 46 points at the beginning, there was no one who scored more than 40 points, and they generally wandered around in the 20s and 30s.

Han Qiu sighed inwardly: The rematch is different from the preliminaries. After all, it represents the highest level in the Rongcheng area. Even the judges' standards are picky. Giving points is like cutting their flesh.

"Wow, there is a 38-pointer! It is estimated that there is no problem in qualifying!"

"Awesome, awesome, absolutely awesome! Looking at today's standards, if you score above 35 points, you will basically pass!"

"This talented person is also from the Conservatory of Music. The professional training is different. You can't accept it!"

As soon as the master who scored 38 points returned to the backstage, he was unanimously praised by everyone, but he bowed his head in embarrassment.

"With Ye Feng here, what am I? It's not worth mentioning at all!"

Everyone turned their heads and looked at Ye Feng as if they were a hero. This top player who scored 46 points when he appeared on the stage felt that they were not looking at a person, but more like a legend!
"Comparing with Ye Feng, are you just looking for abuse? There is no comparison at all, he is too perverted!"

Ye Feng is very useful to the people's eyes like this, but as a powerful idol who is worshiped, he still has to put on airs. He coughed twice and said: "Luck, luck, thanks to the judges and teachers."

"Maple Leaf Ju is too modest!"

"No, it should be said that Maple Leaf is being hypocritical again, she is still pretending to be pure even though she is already popular!"

"Maple Leaf is not human at all, she is going to become a god!"

Ouyang Feifei smiled noncommittally, and evaluated Ye Feng's current strength and future development in her heart: This Ye Feng's current level has reached a terrifying level, and can almost represent all the college students in Rongcheng. the highest level.In this regard, even Li Xiahui, who was very optimistic in the past, can't compare.

But his scariest thing is not only that, the most astonishing thing is not his present, but his future!

As a major student from the Conservatory of Music, his basic skills and musical accumulation are far beyond what Li Xiahui can match. People with a solid foundation have unlimited possibilities for future development.Because he can easily adapt to any style, no matter how the trend changes, he can be calm, and maybe he is the leader of the trend...

If she had seen such a talent not long ago, she would have tried every means to recruit them to add a powerful boost to her music blueprint.But from the moment she saw Han Qiu's back with a sports backpack, her plans were completely disrupted.

He will definitely not accept his feedback, so the only way is to train Zhong Yiyi and mold her into shape!
"Who is Han Qiu? Get ready, you will be the next one to appear!" The staff member in charge of the announcement at the door shouted towards the lounge.

Han Qiu stood up holding the chrysanthemum pig.

Everyone present collapsed for a while.

"Sorry, pets can't be brought to the stage." The staff felt angry when they saw this guy. This is a formal occasion!It's fine to dress normally, why bring pets here?
"Big idiot, leave the baby to me. I haven't seen my son for a long time!" Zhong Yiyi stretched out his hand excitedly, wanting to take the chrysanthemum pig in Han Qiu's arms.

"How many times have I told you that this is not a pet, but a prop!" Han Qiu's performance exceeded everyone's expectations. He didn't intend to give in at all, even though other people's suggestions seemed completely reasonable and correct.

"This is a prop for my performance, just like some people like to hold flowers and light sticks, these are all props!"

The staff shrugged: "If you really insist on doing this, then I have nothing to say, but I want to remind you that grandstanding will not have good results."

"Yes, and there are so many people and the scene is so noisy, what if the obedient baby accidentally gets lost? It might be trampled to death." Zhong Yiyi said hastily.

"Don't worry, it won't, Xiaoju has a sense of proportion, after all, it is not an ordinary beast, it is a divine beast."

Hearing Han Qiu's words, Chrysanthemum Pig heaved a long sigh in his heart, and tears filled his eyes: My God, it's not easy!The master finally called me a beast!This is the first time he personally affirmed my identity as a divine beast!

"Hey, you idiot, it looks like you've been bombarded to death." Ye Feng looked at Han Qiu as if he was looking at a psychopath, shook his head helplessly, and said to Zhong Yiyi: "Beauty, now you believe Take my word for it, this idiot has a sick mind, you should hurry up and turn to the light, before it's too late."

"You're just out of your mind! I don't want to be as knowledgeable as someone who hasn't been cut clean by the eunuch!" Zhong Yiyi yelled angrily at Ye Feng, and vented his anger of not being able to snatch the chrysanthemum pig on this guy's head. Then he waved his fist at Han Qiu:
"Big idiot, work hard, I like you!"

Alas, blind optimism!Everyone shook their heads: No wonder others say that a girl in love has a zero IQ, but if she is a beautiful woman, her IQ drops directly to a negative number.

When did you see a singer singing with a pig in his arms?The only explanation is that this guy is a pig himself!

"Han Qiu, let's play to your due level, I'm looking forward to it." A light voice quieted down the noisy lounge, and Ouyang Feifei's eyes were full of encouragement: "I am in the final finals." I'm waiting for you..."

Ouyang Feifei's words stunned everyone.

The little beauty's IQ is negative, and the big star Feifei's brain is also not working well?
"What are you waiting for, hurry up, I'm looking forward to your pig song." Ye Feng waved a farewell gesture to Han Qiu: "Second senior brother, go slowly!"

Han Qiu ignored everyone's looks and walked straight out of the lounge and came to the front desk.

The stage lights hit Han Qiu's body, and the eyes of the audience focused accordingly.

The noisy stadium burst into flames!
"Look! What is that? It's a pig!"

"Damn, it's too non-mainstream! Did he go to the wrong place?"

"Humorous things happen every year, especially this year. Could it be that we are going to witness the birth of a professional pig farmer today?"

The audience at the scene were unanimously criticizing and making fun of it, but Rongda's animals couldn't help but say: Is this still our invincible man with heat stroke?In this way, even if we want to support the man with heat stroke, it is difficult to find a position!
Relating to Han Qiu's mediocre performance in the first round, comparing with today's overall level, it is estimated to be around 20.

Hey, the man with heat stroke seems to have a strong musical instrument, but his voice is not good. Today is going to be a tragedy!
"This contestant, can you pet...?" The host looked at Han Qiu's heart, it didn't look like he was here to participate in the competition, the clothes were too ordinary, and the hairstyle was not designed, how could it make people's eyes shine?
Is he planning to attract attention by holding a pig on the stage?too naive……

"This is not a pet, it is a prop." Han Qiu repeated again, making the entire stadium stunned.

"Okay, props, props." The host was too lazy to talk to this kind of psychopath: "Let's start, what song are you singing?"

Han Qiu took the microphone, turned to look at the mixer, and said, "I brought the accompaniment tape myself, "Hotel California."

There was a large group of people around the mixer, and among the group of people, he could clearly see that Zhou Yang made an OK gesture to him, and that look was endlessly wretched!

"Hotel California?" Everyone in the audience exclaimed, even the host was a little shocked: "Are you sure, this is a classic English song!"

"Damn, I'm going to ruin the classics!" Ye Feng in the background joked: "He still sings English songs, maybe he can't recognize all the letters?"

The contestants in the waiting room exchanged glances: This opponent is basically here to make a joke.

Ouyang Feifei looked at Zhong Yiyi in surprise: if Zhong Yiyi knew about this and mentioned it to her, she would definitely persuade Han Qiu to choose another song.In this kind of competition, the audience for English songs is small and thankless, especially if there are classics first, the audience will compare them.Unless you sing very well, it's hard to get ahead.In comparison, if you choose a Chinese song, it is much less difficult...

The accompaniment sounded, but the audience at the scene didn't take it seriously, and it was still noisy.

Han Qiu secretly turned off the sound of the microphone, then put on a posture, and started a war!
“On a dark desert highway, Cool wind in my hair…”

The noisy scene became quiet in an instant!

A strange color flashed across Ye Feng's face, like a frightened little rabbit: Damn, is there a mistake, the original sound is reproduced?

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