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Chapter 321
The live music accompaniment continues, but it slowly enters a melodious state from a vigorous and heavy one, like the afterglow after a climax, which is enjoyable to savor.

But Han Qiu's voice, no, seriously, this voice has nothing to do with Han Qiu at all, but the voice of the chrysanthemum pig, uh, Pavarotti's voice... suddenly stopped.

The accompaniment is still playing, but the sound is gone. This situation is really a bit embarrassing. Han Qiu has no choice but to move the microphone away from his mouth, hold it in his hand, and raise his hand to look into the distance, as if reminiscing...

"Hey, why is there no sound? What is Han Qiu doing, savoring?" The audience began to discuss: "There is still a little aftertaste, why don't you sing, it's incomplete!"

"Damn it, Chrysanthemum Pig, what kind of plane are you flying?" Han Qiu's expression was calm, but he couldn't help but despise Chrysanthemum Pig in his heart: "At the critical moment, why are you so old?"

"No, master, it's not that I lost the chain, it's really out of stock, and the singing is over here." Chrysanthemum Pig replied aggrievedly, complaining beyond words: "Master, you have wronged me."

Wipe, there is no sound?No way!

Han Qiu came to his senses at this moment: the evening version was a condensed version, the most essential part was edited, and some lingering sounds stopped abruptly; but the live accompaniment was complete...

Look at what's going on, it's so fucking embarrassing!

Han Qiu had no choice but to bite the bullet and hold on to the end. Anyway, he had put on a deep look, so he simply went on to the end.

Han Qiu simply put the hand holding the microphone behind his back, looked up at the sky, and pretended to be in deep thought.Ah, beautiful Turandot, my princess, where are you?
"Genius, genius, this guy not only performed this piece perfectly, but also grasped the essence of the original opera!" The director in the backstage was overwhelmed with excitement: "I have been a director for so many years, and I have seen countless handsome men and beauties. Good singing skills are as numerous as the sands of the Ganges River, but it is rare to see such a talented and comprehensible person. This young man has a future!"

It is the essential task of every director to promote stars and increase ratings, but this year's singer competition far exceeded his imagination.

The two quarreling guys from Rongcheng turned out to be more surprising than the other. They were very astrological. Ouyang Feifei didn't show up at the end... Oh my god, today's stage was simply a Rongcheng special!Others who came from out of town seemed to be wasting their travel expenses.

"Why doesn't the idiot sing anymore?" Zhong Yiyi asked Ouyang Feifei suspiciously.The director has a unique vision, but others have not yet grasped the profound spirit and connotation.

"I don't know either." Ouyang Feifei shook her head and sighed softly: "Maybe she used too much force and lacked stamina. This kind of singing method hurts the throat."

"Yes, there must be no stamina left, it must be!" Ye Feng, who was already stunned, now his eyes have managed to regain some sparkle.The high-pitched part just now really shocked him completely and scared him!

Damn, this guy is so powerful, how can I survive on my own?

The audience at the scene whispered, all kinds of speculations were clamoring, and the judges were also whispering to each other. Most of them guessed that Han Qiu used too much force and hurt his voice.

"Oh, what a pity, it could have been a classic!" The judge who had already prepared a good comment sighed deeply, and secretly erased the "fourth highest" comment, shaking his head constantly.

It seems that he has to practice again, and when he can sing this piece completely, he will be able to shock the world, and perhaps he may be regarded as the best successor to the late master Pavarotti man...

But even so, based on his existing performance, he is good enough, just one step away from perfection.

The score quickly came out, 48 points!
Standing on the stage of Rongcheng's stadium again, once again tied with Ye Feng, and again because of a little flaw, this scene reminded me of the last night of the rematch.

Time seems to be flowing backwards, and it seems to be repeating itself. In short, I have made a big circle and stepped into the same river for the second time!
The crazy cheers of the audience at the scene made the audience in front of the TV feel uncomfortable because the sound was too loud, which caused the aunts upstairs and downstairs to curse: "Why are the TVs so loud at night? Howling in mourning?"

Han Qiu wiped the sweat from his forehead: Wipe, it's dangerous!It seems that pirated things are unreliable, even the ones downloaded from the Internet are the same, they cut corners, and we must resolutely support the genuine ones in the future!
Amidst the roaring cheers, Han Qiu slowly walked towards the backstage. The noise of the audience grew louder, as if they were reluctant to let him go.

"Big idiot, you are such a surprise!" Zhong Yiyi excitedly stepped forward, as if welcoming a soldier returning from afar.Behind her, a large group of contestants lined up in a long queue. Ye Feng, who was surrounded by flowers before, is now in the market.

Ye Feng stood aside angrily, looking at the lively crowd, all of them with faces full of laughter, and felt very unhappy in his heart: Damn, isn't it just ventilated? You didn't beat me, what the hell!
Fuck, this grievance has not been settled for a while, but it is getting deeper and deeper. It seems that the fight will continue until the finals in Beijing!This idiot is so strong, like a little strong man with strong vitality...

"I'm going to play soon, bless me!" Zhong Yiyi suddenly stared at Han Qiu and said softly.This tone, at this moment, seemed extremely gentle and anxious, not at all Zhong Yiyi's style.

"Okay, I wish you the best, you will definitely succeed!" Han Qiu said loudly, and then said hello to Ouyang Feifei: "There is no problem with your strength. As long as you perform normally, the championship will not be lost."

"Do you have such strong confidence in us?" Ouyang Feifei smiled noncommittally: "Could it be that our strength is stronger than yours?"

Nonsense, of course you are better than me, but your opponent is Pavarotti and his old man... This is a bit difficult, but there are some flaws in the end, so if you play normally, you still have a good chance.

"Sister Feifei, I have confidence that we must be stronger than him!" Zhong Yiyi suddenly clenched his fists tightly, his eyes were extremely firm: "I believe that I can defeat all enemies, even if my opponent is a big fool!"

Damn, I really treat my brother like a dish!

However, from Zhong Yiyi's attitude, Han Qiu clearly felt that she was serious and persistent, and that she really pursued this competition as a career, not a game.

Han Qiu couldn't help thinking: Now it's just a battle for qualifying spots. It doesn't matter who is first and who is second. But in the end, if the two of us become each other's biggest competitors, it will be troublesome!
If that day really comes, what should I do?Seeing that she cared so much, maybe he would let her?
……

Han Qiu shook his head, there must be a way for a car to reach the mountain, and a straight line for a boat to reach the bridge.Let's talk about this kind of thing at a later time, maybe some strong opponent will appear, and maybe he will be wiped out in a few strokes.

Ouyang Feifei took Zhong Yiyi's hand and walked onto the stage side by side. Looking at their graceful backs, Han Qiu wished them well in his heart: It's a good comparison, as long as they perform normally, they will have a chance to win the championship!

If they don't perform well, they will be tied for the championship by themselves and Ye Feng. Isn't that cheap? That 13 combination?Instead of this, it's better to make Ouyang Feifei and Zhong Yiyi happy.

Seeing Zhong Yiyi sitting in front of the piano, the accompanists looked at each other in blank dismay: It seems that we don't need our professional accompaniment anymore?
Several judges shook their heads secretly: This is too much, no professional accompaniment is required.Besides, the accompaniment by myself is only the sound of the piano, which is a bit monotonous, which can't compare to the mixed accompaniment of the band.

But the judges ignored the fact that they were not only accompanied by the sound of the piano, but also the uniform applause of the audience...

Too fucking imposing!

From the moment the two came on stage, Han Qiu kept saying in his heart: Play normally!Play normally!
But from the moment Zhong Yiyi's fingertips touched the keys and the first note came out, Han Qiu's heart skipped a beat.

This performance will definitely not be normal...

Extraordinary!Compared with the last time I heard it, it has risen a lot!

Even Han Qiu felt a little dizzy this time. Zhong Yiyi's progress was too fast, too fast. Could it be that the professional guidance of Ouyang Feifei's studio was really so powerful?No wonder she has such unwavering confidence!

But even with professional guidance, it would be impossible to achieve such rapid progress without her own efforts. How much effort did she spend during this period?

In contrast, Ouyang Feifei's singing voice is still the same as before, and has not improved as significantly as Zhong Yiyi's, which makes the cooperation between the two more consistent.

It was another unsuspecting victory with a full score. The previous scene seemed to be repeated again. Then Zhong Yiyi advertised Murong Wei's musical instrument store. Everything was exactly the same as last time... The only difference was that Wang Cai Food, the image of the chrysanthemum pig spread to thousands of households through the screen, and the slogan "As a mythical beast, my lifelong dream is to kill at least one Ultraman" is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people...

As soon as the competition was over, Han Qiu hurriedly pulled Ouyang Feifei to an empty corner, and asked seriously: "Sister Feifei, tell me the truth, how many hours does Zhong Yiyi sleep every day?"

"About 5 or 6 hours. The rest of the time, I practice piano. I have never seen a girl who works so hard." Ouyang Feifei sighed deeply and looked at Han with a complicated look. Qiu: "If this continues, I'm afraid she will go crazy."

Crazy?Isn't this just practicing the piano, how come it looks like a martial arts cheat book.

What exactly do you mean?

(End of this chapter)