All-round superstar who started from the men's team

Chapter 145 Fireworks are easy to be cold ([-])

On the screen, Feng Cheng just bowed to the audience.

In the upper zone, Long Su shook his head at the other three with a shocked face.

"Bull~~ bullfrog, this is too nice to hear."

"Well, the lyrics are also good." Ju Tingnan, as a lyrics player, cared more about the lyrics of a song.The lyrics of Feng Cheng's song left him speechless. It can be said that he would have to study for a few more years before he could write such words.

"It scares me. The song is good and the lyrics are good and the creativity is good. It's really the waves of the Yangtze River pushing the waves forward. Feng Cheng is still so young. What kind of monster is this? Fortunately, he was not selected by him."

Long Su babbled, and suddenly stopped talking and looked at Huo Yun.

The other two also looked at Huoyun.

At some point, Huo Yun regained that kind smile on his face, making it impossible to see what was going on in his heart.

It's just that his eyes just moved away from the screen, and he seemed a little bit reluctant.

"It seems that we are in trouble this time."

Until this moment, Huo Yun was still extremely confident in himself.

After finishing speaking, Huo Yun only stared at the man bowing to the audience on the screen again.

The staff here told Huoyun that he could leave, Huoyun turned his head and glanced at them, "Wait for me to come back."

Long Su nodded with an awkward smile, and Ju Tingnan also said cheers.

There is only a pump, looking at Huoyun, "I can't wait."

"What?" Huo Yun's expression changed.

"I said, you can't play with him."

The air pump looked directly at him without averting his gaze.

The others trembled in their hearts, what's going on, why did they do it again?
Are all rappers so real?

But they didn't dare to show any more expressions at the moment, it would be bad if they saw their melon-eating expressions in this paragraph.

Huo Yun smiled again, turned and walked out of the room without saying much.

Lower area.

Wang Hua shook his head a series of "tsk", "This is too cruel."

Liu Yibo was sitting on the sofa without saying a word, but now he is also nodding there.

Only Zhang Yingxi stared blankly at the screen, wondering what he was thinking.

He really didn't expect that Feng Cheng could understand this kind of thing.

Both the words and the music are amazing, but the songs of this quality come from the hands of my former students.

He couldn't think of how he could make such a song.

On the contrary, as long as Feng Cheng continues to learn music arrangement from himself and learn some so-called new things, it shouldn't be difficult for him to master his own style.

However, he wasn't worried about anything at the moment, the former students were more worried than himself.

But at this moment, he is thinking whether he should also work hard on the lyrics.

On the other side, Feng Cheng grabbed his hair with both hands, and wiped the sweat from his forehead by the way.

At this moment, he had forgotten that his original intention was to defeat Huoyun, and he forgot when the singing began.

Now he just wants to go back and watch the video, and review his performance just now.

After the performance, he didn't care about his own style, only to realize that there are still cameras taking pictures of him, so he hurriedly adjusted his hair style.

While walking, he was arranging his hair. At a corner, he encountered a fire cloud walking towards him.

After seeing each other, the two stopped.

The sealing process immediately became an alert state.

Looking at Huo Yun in ancient clothes, Feng Cheng suddenly felt that he was not so immortal anymore.

He wanted to say something harsh, but when he really wanted to say it, he swallowed it back.

He wants to win, wants to win so badly.He knew that saying something to Huo Yun at this time would definitely help him win.

However, he didn't want to influence his opponent in this way.

If he wants to win in an upright manner, he must use hard power to win this victory.

Just use the stage to speak, if I win you, it means that I am better than you, that's all.

So, Feng Cheng nodded to him, and passed him by.

No one's appearance and heart are the same. When Huoyun stepped on the stage, he told himself: Don't be nervous, you have been to the Spring Festival Gala, such a small scene is nothing.

In the past, Huo Yun only had to enjoy standing on the stage, enjoying the audience's applause and the admiring eyes of the audience looking at him.

But why does it feel like today's audience is different?
It's really noisy, 00, 90 areas are chattering non-stop, and someone in 80 area simply closed their eyes.

What is this all about?
Where did you find a group of audiences like this?

Who do I usually sing to?National leaders, meritorious veterans, foreign ambassadors, sure enough, people of different classes have very different tastes.

Don't even want to sing to them anymore.

But thinking of the attitude of the program group begging me to participate at that time, I still set my mind and prepare to perform.

With a light cough into the microphone, the auditorium finally became quieter.

But there are still a few moths whispering there.

Zhao Yangyang on the stage simply plugged in her headphones and listened to "Dao Xiang". She is such a person who prefers the obvious.She only voted for Feng Cheng.

In fact, there are still many audiences looking forward to his performance, but he only sees those who are unfriendly to him.

When he raised his right hand, the lights dimmed instantly.

When the lights came on again, the stage was filled with smoke, and Huo Yun stood in the center in white.

Created a fairy-like feeling.

Everyone in the audience will be keenly aware of the change in lighting, and Zhao Yangyang is no exception. She took off her headphones and casually glanced at the stage.

The stage is beautiful, the costumes are beautiful, and the people are just okay.

Before putting it on, maybe she will take a look with interest, after all, this kind of ancient style will inspire her to some extent.

Can.
It's a pity that she has just seen another stage, and nothing else is interesting.

She endured the two previous loud noises and listened to them. Out of respect for others, she still watched them carefully, whether it was the stage or the lyrics.

After reading it, she put on the earphones again.

Too bad.

She admitted that Huoyun's singing is more mature and more in line with everyone's definition of Gufeng.

But that's it.

She pays more attention to words. The lyrics of Huoyun's song seem to be literal, and they also show excellent literary skills.

But compared to "Fireworks Are Cold", it seems a bit superficial.

After listening to Huoyun's song, she only thought it was very nice, and what impression would it leave on her after she said it.

That is. That boy's hair is quite long?
Compared with "Fireworks Are Cold", which completely tells a poignant love story, Huoyun's song is a bit moaning.

And in terms of musicality, the melody of "Fireworks Are Cold" will be easier to remember.

Zhou Milk Tea doesn't have a song whose melody is broken, otherwise there wouldn't be so many people who can sing.

Huoyun's song may have brought enjoyment to the ears at that time.But I'm sorry, she accepts that she is incompetent and can't loop this song alone, that is really torturing herself and not respecting others.

And "Fireworks Are Cold" she won't get tired of repeating the single for a month, maybe listening to this song when writing novels in the future will make her write more springily.

Of course, this is just her personal opinion, but she gave all the tickets to Feng Cheng.

She didn't know what other people thought, anyway, the two Feng Cheng fans around her didn't listen carefully the whole time.

When the number of votes was about to be announced, she also became very nervous.

But she has inexplicable confidence that Feng Cheng will definitely win.

(End of this chapter)