My wife is on the show, I can't hide it anymore

The recording site of "Star Singer-Composer" has entered the review stage.

"This song is very good, and Xi Chun's singing is also very good.

But this is a sweet song after all. Xichun stood still on the stage and didn't raise the atmosphere, which is a pity. "

Chen Wenzhong was the first to speak, telling the only fault he could pick out.

Qian Xichun's performance just now made him feel extremely threatened.

In order to increase his chances of winning tonight, he could only bite the bullet and pick a bone.

After finishing the review, Chen Wenzhong showed an apologetic expression to Zheng Yan.

After all, Zheng Yan had said good things about their group before, so his behavior was really a little outrageous.

It was time for Wang Chuan to speak next.

Under the gaze of everyone, Wang Chuan cleared his throat first, then said with a smile:

"Xichun's singing skills are very good, the only shortcoming is that as Mr. Chen said, she was too quiet on stage and did not bring the atmosphere up.

I think that if you want to sing sweet songs well, you should, like Weiwei, interact more with the audience. "

Hearing these words, Zheng Yan couldn't help but look up at Wang Chuan.

It was Wang Chuan who said that Yang Weiwei moved too much.

Now it is Wang Chuan who says he wants to learn from Yang Weiwei.

This face is really invincible.

But just when Zheng Yan was complaining in his heart, Wang Chuan suddenly turned his head and spoke to Zheng Yan with doubts on his face.

"As for the song created by Mr. Zheng, I also have some superficial opinions.

The melody of this song is really cheerful, but the lyrics seem to be off topic.

With Teacher Zheng's strength, he shouldn't have made such a mistake. "

"This time the theme is sweetness, not love.

The lyrics of "The Magic of Love" mainly express the sweet and tangled feelings in the woman's heart.

I don't think there is any problem. "

For some reason, Zheng Yan was very upset when he saw Wang Chuan's face.

At this time, he didn't think about giving Wang Chuan face at all, and responded in a cold voice.

"Since Mr. Zheng said yes, then so be it."

Wang Chuan's face turned pale when he was choked by Zheng Yan, and his expression turned cold instantly.

But he couldn't refute Zheng Yan's words, so he could only sit back in his seat with a gloomy face.

Finally, it is time for Guan Songlin to comment.

Guan Songlin has always had some psychological shadows on Zheng Yan since the song was criticized by Zheng Yan last time.

Seeing Wang Chuan being pushed back so unceremoniously by Zheng Yan.

Where did he dare to criticize, he reluctantly smiled and praised a few words, and then ended his speech.

After the review, it was time for Lin Hua to perform.

Lin Hua's state was visible to the naked eye, and after weakly introducing the song he was about to sing, he pulled himself together and started to perform.

After listening to this "Poem of Love" for a while, Zheng Yan shook his head slightly.

Guan Songlin is obviously not good at sweet songs, and the connection of several paragraphs is not very good.

The only bright spot of the whole song may be that the lyrics are more charming, unlike other groups that are all vernacular.

Lin Hua's singing skills are still online.

But asking an older singer who sings bitter love songs to be as energetic on stage as Yang Weiwei is really a bit difficult.

After the whole song, anyway, people don't feel the sweet and cheerful atmosphere at all.

After a few minutes, the boring song finally ended, and it was time for the review session.

When the other composers saw that Lin Hua's painstaking group performed so poorly, their words became very gentle, instead of being tense before.

Even Zheng Yan didn't hold on to the shortcomings of the painstaking team, and let them go lightly.

But Lin Hua didn't seem to accept Zheng Yan's affection.

As if he had been humiliated, he looked at Zheng Yan with more and more resentment.

"The guests of each group have finished their performances. Let's invite the fifty professional judges to cast their precious votes."

Finally came the final voting session.

Except that the group of painstaking people completely gave up hope and looked like they had nothing to love.

The other three groups became slightly tense.

The other two groups looked at Zheng Yan and Qian Xichun frequently.

Obviously, they all regard the pig group as their biggest competitor.

After a long wait, Shu Yuan stepped onto the stage again with a big belly.

After quickly scanning the expressions of the four groups of guests, in the expectant eyes of everyone, slowly announced the votes of each group.

"The transformation group, 11 votes."

"Cangyue Group, 15 votes."

"Pig combination, 23 votes,"

"The combination of painstaking people, 1 vote."

Shu Yuan didn't play tricks this time, and read out the votes of all the combinations at once.

"Fuck!"

Li Yifan in the audience knew the number of votes for his group, and couldn't help but swear in a low voice.

The energy spent on this song is almost more than that of his previous entire album, but he still lost to Zheng Yan.

It's really hard for him to accept!

Wang Chuan on the side also had a very gloomy expression, his fingers turned white, and his eyes were full of dissatisfaction.

The strength of their group is obviously no worse than that of Zheng Yan.

How could it be possible to only get No.3 results in the end!
The expressions of Chen Wenzhong and Yang Weiwei also quickly turned pale, and their tense bodies instantly softened to the backrest, and they no longer had the high-spirited demeanor they had before.

Lin Hua and Guan Songlin didn't show anything special, they just sighed with wry smiles.

"Brother Yan, we won again!"

Qian Xichun resisted the urge to stand up and cheer, and hugged Zheng Yan excitedly in his seat.

Zheng Yan nodded calmly, as if he was in control.

But he was quietly relieved.

This time the votes of several groups did not widen the gap too much, and they really almost overturned.

"Congratulations to Piggy for winning the second round!"

"I invite the pig group to come on stage to accept the award!"

After Shu Yuan waited for the restlessness to subside a bit, he announced the winner of tonight loudly.

In the warm applause of the audience, under the perfunctory smiles of other groups of guests.

Zheng Yan and Qian Xichun once again won the trophy that symbolized victory and ended the second match perfectly.

"Okay, now it's time to announce the theme of the third scene."

After Zheng Yan and Qian Xichun finished their acceptance speeches, Shu Yuan reappeared on the stage with a smile.

It's just that his smile this time always makes everyone feel very sinister.

Sure enough, what Shu Yuan said next changed the colors of several groups of guests.

"The theme of the third competition is the four seasons, and each group of composers needs to create a song with the theme of the seasons.

But there is a requirement, that is, the writing and singing style of your songs must be exchanged with another group of guests.

For example, the style of the pig group is lyrical and ethereal, and the style of the group Huaifan is rap and electronic music.

If the two groups switch, then their songs and performances in the next show must conform to each other's style. "

As Shu Yuan narrated, the screen behind also showed the styles of each group.

In addition to the pig-pig combination and the shattered combination that Shu Yuan has already mentioned.

The styles of the other two sets of combinations are .

Cangyue group: singing and dancing, girl group style.

The combination of painstaking people: bitterness, heart-piercing.

"Brother Yan, I haven't dabbled in the styles of other groups of singers. Is this fat director targeting us on purpose?"

Qian Xichun looked at the styles of the guests of each group shown on the big screen, and his small face suddenly became a little more sad.

Even the joy of winning the championship just now has disappeared.

Zheng Yan also felt a bit of a headache, because everything in it didn't match up with Qian Xichun.