At the beginning of the art test, I lead the national style and recommend it directly

"..."

Sun Jing didn't wait too long.

After Wang Fugui left the stage, he walked onto the stage calmly.

Great attention!

And the eyes of the four mentors were shining brightly!

Flower kill.

coming!

Chapter 34 Your Hair Is Like Snow

Hua Sha walked onto the stage.

That familiar mask directly detonated the barrage!

"Hua Sha is finally on the stage!"

"There was no Huasha in the last issue, but it suffocated me!"

"Come here for Huasha!"

"I'm curious what kind of music he sings in this issue!"

"It must be the national style! This is Huasha's specialty!"

"Will he respond to the literary and art association here?"

"After all, he hasn't even passed the first trial."

"It is undeniable that Anzhi's "Dongfeng Po" is also very good, and winning the award is not unacceptable."

"But Huasha can't accept it!"

"Hua Sha: I, I want to tell everyone that the Gu Xin Award is nothing more than that!"

"..."

Huasha played.

Not only detonated the network.

It made the four mentors secretly look forward to it.

Zhang Yulang didn't think it was a big deal: "Hua Sha, what do you think of the recently popular "Dongfeng Po"?"

The voice just fell.

Countless eyes stared at Hua Sha under the mask.

Heart excited!

Looking forward to Huasha's speech!

The instructor is messing around!

"is acceptable."

Sun Jing's tone was flat.

He likes "Dong Feng Po" very much.

This is the first song he came to Bluestar.

carries many meanings.

In other words.

That is the birth of "Dong Feng Po".

Let him walk on the road of national style!

But it is inconvenient for him to comment more.

In case the identity is exposed in the future.

He praised his songs hard on the stage, that's called the death scene!

But the audience heard this comment.

Immediately the scalp tingles!

The barrage exploded like a thunderbolt!

"Fuck!"

"Well enough???"

"Is this the realm of the boss?!"

"As expected of Huasha! Domineering!"

"Hua Sha probably scoffed at "Dongfeng Po", but it's hard to explain clearly!"

"Is this expressing dissatisfaction?"

"Flower Killing: Ancient and New Award track, not bad."

"Is this his response to the Literary Association?"

"Break up!"

"..."

Huasha's reaction.

Let the four mentors be surprised.

They actually thought the song was really good...

It's just an okay review.

That's right, after all, this is a flower kill.

The patriarch of the country style!

Liu Huanxi admired it all over her face: "Then the song you want to sing is still a national style?"

Sun Jing nodded: "Yes!"

Deng Ziqi asked expectantly: "What's the name of the song?"

"Hair like snow."

Fei Yiqing smiled and said, "Start when you're ready, I'm looking forward to your explosion!"

The master control room!

The crowd was excited.

They heard the smell of a gimmick explosion!

"Director! This issue has broken through [-] million!"

Someone said in surprise.

The director made no secret of his ecstasy.

The highest ratings of the program is 8000 million.

That was the impact of Huasha singing "Red Dust Guest Ping".

But Huasha didn't play in the last issue.

Ratings plummeted.

5000 million has not been reached!

And this time, it actually broke through [-] million directly? !

As expected of a flower killer!

This influence is too terrifying!

The chief director was ecstatic: "It's not surprising that the ratings exploded!"

"Huasha is the guarantee of ratings, the password of wealth!"

"Many people were looking forward to Huasha's response to the song "Dongfeng Po". They waited for the answer they wanted!"

"Another national style!"

"The answer is coming!"

……

on the stage.

The lights dimmed.

Sun Jing stood with his eyes closed.

In everyone's ears, there was the sound of pattering rain.

Followed by.

The instrument simulates the sound of gold and iron rubbing together.

This transition.

Very natural and wonderful!

Makes everyone's eyes bright!

quickly!

Guzheng lights up!

Accompanied by melodious drumbeats, refreshing!

"Wolf Fang Moon,

Yi people haggard,

I raise my glass,

Drank the wind and snow,

Who overturned the previous cabinet,

Make dust gossip..."

The singing is beautiful, and it seems to reveal appreciation and regret.

The instructors looked satisfied.

Excited.

It's the national style again!

Pure country style!

This response is very beautiful!

Wang Fugui was dumbfounded.

There was a storm in his chest.

"really!"

"A flower kill is a flower kill, I have no chance of winning!"

He is Huasha's opponent.

Expecting the opponent to make a mistake, but the result let him down.

This song is extremely accomplished!

Also above the standard!

i'm done...

Sun Jing closed his eyes and sang, antique: