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Chapter 350 Orchid Pavilion Preface! !

Seeing Wang Wei's Weibo post, netizens couldn't hold back anymore.

"??? You fucking are really talented!"

"Mr. Wang, don't you usually look down on these so-called entertainment circles? Why are you giving them away!"

"Qi Ji invited you???? Did you make a mistake?"

"Then Teacher Wang will tell us later, how it feels to watch Qi Ji sing live!"

Listening to the noise in his ears, Wang Wei flipped through the comment section.

Regarding the low IQ and quality of netizens, he felt a sense of superiority in his heart.

At this time, Qi Ji stood in front of him.

"Mr. Wang, hello." Qi Ji stretched out his right hand, showing his white teeth.

At this moment, the audience behind Wang Wei screamed like crazy when they saw Qi Ji suddenly appear below the stage.

"Hello, Qi Ji." Wang Wei straightened his body, not wanting to lose his momentum in front of Qi Ji.

But he is not as tall as Qi Ji, so from a distance, he is trying to look up at Qi Ji.

The posture looks rather funny.

"Thank you for inviting me to participate in this live broadcast today. Although... I still want to say something, I hope that when you are in the entertainment industry, you can pay a little attention to your own promotion methods. Don't touch everything, okay? ?”

Wang Wei's expression was serious.

He still sticks to his usual ideas.

Qi Ji grinned and said lightly, "Of course I will pay attention. But I will still stick to myself."

After speaking, Qi Ji greeted several fans who were cheering for him.

This caused the other party to jump excitedly again, and Qi Ji went straight back to the stage.

Wang Wei looked at Qi Ji's leaving back and spread his hands helplessly.

Today's young people, who have just become a little bit hot, have been praised by fans, and they have already swelled so much that they can't find North.

Wang Wei wants to see what kind of tricks Qi Ji can play tonight.

The game has officially started.

Tonight's real-time ratings have already exceeded 2%.

In the current era of streaming media flooding, this data can be regarded as explosive.

And the number of people in the live broadcast room directly exceeded the 2000 million mark.

It can be said that after the first six rounds of PK, singers from thirteen states in the world are all on this stage, competing for beauty and showing their beautiful demeanor.

This makes the audience enjoy watching.

"Before you know it, half a year has passed! The national competition schedule has passed halfway. From the current point of view, the final champion, with a high probability, will be born among the few who are still winning streak so far. Bar!"

"Damn! Why did our Qingzhou singers fall behind so early!"

"Qi Ji, come on! You are already the only seedling in our Luzhou!"

"The people of Yongzhou come to cheer for our son-in-law Qi Ji!"

"Tonight, whoever wins, Qi Ji or Zhou Liang, will be one step closer to the final championship!"

"Personally, I am optimistic about Qi Ji! After all, this time, both of them are going to sing Hua Guofeng! For internal entertainment, who doesn't know that Hua Guofeng was created by Qi Ji!"

There are 52 states in the world, [-] singers.

At present, almost three echelons have been formed.

The first echelon is the championship group that Qi Ji and others are in for six consecutive victories.

The second echelon is the chasing group that seems to be two or three points away from the championship group. Although it is behind, there is still hope for the championship group.

The third echelon, so far, has only scored one or two points, or even a bad group that has not scored a point, purely for fooling around.

The current three echelons, and the organizing committee of the entire competition, also tacitly assign opponents to everyone.

The strong against the strong, the weak against the weak.

This is the main direction of the second half.

Although it seems to be a lottery, there is always a little black box operation in between.

This kind of tacit understanding has been seen by people all over the country.

So much so that people kept joking in the live broadcast room.

"Let Qi Ji and Zhou Liang face each other so early, it's because I don't want one of them to win the championship!"

"You can't say that, the result of our lottery is absolutely fair and open! (Manual dog head)"

"Actually, this is fine, as long as there is no outrageous situation where a singer with a score of six is ​​fighting a singer with a score of one or two. I think it's okay!"

"That's right! Of the 52 singers in the national competition, who has a lot of food? Everyone is from every state, which represents the top level of each state! So, the final champion must be To defeat all opponents! So I support the organizing committee to do this! Although I have no proof! (manual dog head)"

And when the netizens were talking about it, Qi Ji was already standing behind the stage.

Today, he was the first to play.

Home.

Mu Yunxiu hugged Qi Youning, and she moved around in Mu Yunxiu's arms.

Mu Yunxiu pinched her ear lightly, and said in a soft but majestic voice, "Your father's performance is about to start, let me watch carefully!"

Qi Youning didn't quite understand these words.

But he was already frightened by his mother's aura.

She lay obediently in Mu Yunxiu's arms, not daring to move.

On the screen, the host had finished reading the interlude speech, and the lights of the audience turned to light blue.

It feels like a vast expanse of stars.

Behind the stage, on the huge screen in the center, an ink painting appeared.

The music started.

Wearing a slender white costume, Qi Ji walked out slowly.

It's like a handsome young man walking out of a painting.

Subtitles followed.

[Orchid Pavilion Preface].

Lyricist: Qi Ji.

Vocals: Qi Ji.

"Wow grass! Qi Ji came out directly to start?"

"This body, isn't this too handsome?"

"Zhang Xiaofan!!"

"Niubi! I'm so handsome!"

"Ahhh! When will Qi Ji act in a costume drama again! This appearance, among the current niche, who can compare with it!"

Wang Wei wiped his glasses lightly, although he was not interested in historical TV dramas.

But I have to say that Qi Ji's appearance is really amazing.

Even he, at this moment, wondered whether Qi Ji was really an ancient person, the kind who came out of a long time ago.

Qi Ji stood under the light beam and slowly raised the microphone.

[Lanting Lintie, running script like flowing water]

【The door is pushed under the moon, my heart is as thin as your steps】

【In a hurry, the Millennium Monument is easy to expand】

【But it's hard to expand your beauty】

Everyone's eyes lit up immediately!
"Haha! It's still the same taste!"

"Hua Guofeng! It has to be Qi Ji!"

"Love love!"

"Qi Ji's Hua Guofeng, there is really nothing to say!"

The audience was already immersed in the melody of Qi Ji's singing.

Zhou Liang was standing right behind the stage, and Qi Ji's singing voice rang in her ears very clearly at this moment.

Her expression suddenly changed.

There was a little solemnity in his expression.

It is worthy of being the pioneer of Hua Guofeng... There is really nothing to say about this melody writing!

[It has nothing to do with Fengyue, I will wait for your reply]

[A unique pen, there are thousands of waves on the shore]

【How to understand the word love, no matter how the pen is written incorrectly】

【And I only lack, the understanding of your life】

On the stage, the lights lit up.

The first chorus is over.

Started to enter the interlude.

The sound of the piano is melodious, accompanied by the suona to heighten the atmosphere in the bass area.

On both sides, a woman in a moon-white costume pulled a long scroll of white paper and spread it on the stage.

Qi Ji held a huge pen stained with thick black ink and started to write!
What I wrote was exactly a section of Wang Xizhi's "Lanting Preface"!
The pen walks around the dragon, between the clouds and the flowing water.

Qi Ji's writing power pierces the back of the paper!
Qi Ji's calligraphy was directly projected onto the huge screen by the lens, appearing in front of everyone present.

Appeared in front of the screens of all viewers who watched the live broadcast!

Everyone was stunned by this godlike running script!
This... is really calligraphy!

It is really the first running script in the ages mentioned in "5000 Years of China"!

Er.

There seems to be an ink fragrance lingering here.

In everyone's eyes, there are countless words, wandering around.

I don't know who it is, but suddenly shouted.

Immediately, there was a roar of admiration like a tsunami, which suddenly broke out.

"Wow grass! What's going on!!"

"Qi Jibyte performing calligraphy on stage?!"

"My god! This scene is really scary!"

"This...is the first running script in the ages!?"

"Is there anything Qi Ji can't do!"

Wang Wei bounced off his stool the moment Qi Ji wrote the pen.

His eyeballs were about to pop out.

When he accepted Qi Ji's invitation, he thought about many times and many kinds of pictures at this moment in his mind.

But no matter what it was, it couldn't compare to the scene that was really happening in front of his eyes at this moment, which was so dazzling.

As a master of calligraphy in Huaguo, he has been immersed in calligraphy for many years.

He could tell at a glance that Qi Ji's handwriting was extremely proficient.

And most importantly, he had never seen the font used by Qi Ji.

This... should be the first running script in the ages that Qi Ji said, right?

He...isn't bragging...

This running script actually exists!
This calligraphy looks so beautiful!
Wang Wei couldn't help being immersed in it, unable to extricate himself.

His hands could not help but tremble with excitement.

His mind has even begun to fantasize about how cool it will be when he also walks out of this type of font in his pen!

He was too shocked to speak.

I can only use my slightly opened mouth and dilated pupils to express the shock that sweeps me from the depths of my heart at this moment.

Qi Ji's calligraphy directly dispelled all the disdain towards Qi Ji that he had accumulated in his heart half an hour ago.

At this moment, Wang Wei has only one thought in his mind.

Qi Ji of Gou Ri knows such awesome calligraphy, why didn't he show it earlier?

It's really hateful!

In the background, the singers who had been watching the live broadcast through TV dramas looked at each other in blank dismay.

"Grass...this Qi Ji...whoever matches up will die!"

"Teacher Zhou Liang is going to roll over tonight!"

"Qi Ji, what a genius!"

"He is not only a genius in the Chinese music scene, he is an art master belonging to the entire Chinese country!"

"After tonight, in the next few episodes, I'm afraid no one will dare to fight Qi Ji?"

"Teacher Qi Ji's stage is really amazing! The pressure is too strong! I don't know if Teacher Zhou Liang has seen it!"

At this moment, Zhou Liang heard the cheers like a tsunami from the other side of the stage.

The brows are slightly wrinkled together.

She couldn't see what Qi Ji was doing on the stage.

So she was a little puzzled.

Isn't this the interlude part of the song?
According to common sense, under normal circumstances, at this moment, the singer is just waving his hands on the stage to greet the audience to pass the time.

Why did the audience have such a big reaction at this moment?
And why is this interlude so long?

It's almost 1 minute, right?

Mu Yunxiu leaned on the sofa and watched Qi Ji's performance with great enjoyment: "When did you practice your handwriting? I don't even know!"

Qi Youning was stunned, with a small mouth, and he didn't even blink his eyes.

And the real-time barrage had already exploded.

At this moment, the ratings have broken through three points.

And the number of people watching online in the live broadcast room has exceeded the 5000 million mark!

"It's too strong! Qi Ji! He can even write calligraphy!"

"Although I can't understand it! But I am really shocked!"

"This calligraphy is awesome! And I've never seen it before! Could it be... Qi Ji created it himself!?"

"God! This is God! There is nothing to say!"

"It can already be announced in advance that Qi Ji is the king of singers in the Hua Kingdom! I really can't imagine who else but Qi Ji!"

After Qi Ji finished writing a paragraph, his expression became slightly restrained.

Throwing the brush in his hand behind him.

A dancer immediately followed.

The whole movement is smooth and flowing, so chic.

Qi Ji continued to sing.

Soon came the second chorus.

He... turned on the drama mode!

[It has nothing to do with Fengyue, I will wait for your reply]

[A unique pen, there are thousands of waves on the shore]

【How to understand the word love, no matter how the pen is written incorrectly】

【And I only lack, the understanding of your life】

Qi Ji's opera tone reached the audience's cerebral cortex, frantically stirring everyone's dopamine!

wonderful!

Stunning!

This is true musical art!
Cooperate with the top dance beauty!

Qi Ji's performance tonight was perfect!

"This...is called Hua Guofeng!"

"Teacher Qi Ji, YYDS!"

"In terms of Hua Guofeng alone, Qi Ji is the only one, and the third one behind is the others!"

"In Huaguo, if creators don't know how to write Huaguo style, what's the point?"

Qi Ji's number of votes was growing crazily.

Wait until Qi Ji finishes singing.

His number of votes has broken through the 5000 million mark!
This data is extremely terrifying!
The singers in the background couldn't believe their eyes.

In the heat wave of the audience, Qi Ji left the stage.

Zhou Liang is ready to appear.

Her first glance fell on Qi Ji's votes on the big screen in the distance.

The whole person's heart directly missed two beats.

Then she stepped into the air, her body went limp, and she fell directly to the side of the stage.

(End of this chapter)