rock star is a dragon

wide-eyed.

"Cousin, why don't you let him go?" He pointed to Yu Yan in the kitchen.

"He is helping to wash and chop vegetables, and he is a person who contributes to the kitchen." My cousin said.

"Yes," Yu Yan wore a small pink floral apron, raised his arm and shook the onion in his hand, "Little nephew, why don't you come and chop the onion?"

"...I decided to go buy eggs."

……

The bloody Xihong Supermarket is actually engaging in activities again.

Buy eggs with a membership card for a discount, one bag per person per day.

When Long Xize went to the fresh food area, because it was getting late, there was still the last bag of eggs left.

He reached for it, but grabbed the bag in two places at the same time with another strange hand.

He looked up, and the other party was an aunt in a red sweater in her fifties or sixties.

It's over.No one can snatch an egg from an aunt of this age.Long Xize thought.

He was about to withdraw his hand, but he heard the aunt in the red sweater say, "Oh, are you that kid that is broadcast every day on the screen in the central square?"

"I see you every day when I go to the square dance."

"Real people are much better than they look on TV."

"Come on, take the eggs away."

"This, this is so embarrassing, you can take the eggs, I can buy them elsewhere later." Long Xize thought about it, and he still wanted to be courteous to his elders.

"Oh, just take it." Red Sweater Auntie smiled affectionately and said, "I came here twice to buy it the day before yesterday, and I still have it at home, and I still have it at home."

Since this is the case, Long Xize is no longer humble, puts the bag of eggs into the shopping box, looks back and smiles brightly: "Thank you, auntie."

"Ouch," Auntie Red Sweater clutched her chest, "No thanks, no thanks."

Long Xize walked far away, and heard the aunt talking to herself behind her back: "What a beautiful, well-behaved and polite child, it would be great if our big hair could be like this sometime..."

……

In the evening, Cen Jin and Zhang Yitao were also invited by their uncle.

Yu Yan stood at the switch, turned off the light, and my cousin came out with a cream cake filled with candles, and put it on the dining table.

The dining table was not big, and five big men sat in a circle around the table, next to each other, with their arms not quite stretched out.

"Congratulations to Nishizawa's "Flowers of Evil" short film for the successful completion!" This is Cousin and Yu Yan.

"Congratulations to Caesar for breaking the [-] Weibo followers!" This is Zhang Zhitao.

"I wish Caesar is coming soon!" This is...Cen Jin.

The rest of the people looked at Cen Jin together.

"Congratulations to Caesar for opening a new bright chapter in his life!" Cen Jin said again.

Everyone blew out the candles together: "Cheers!"

……

Finally, the recording of "ROCKONTHEMOON (Shake to the Moon)" started, and Long Xize put on the clothes that Zhang Zhitao borrowed from the company and came to the audition site.

The official selected 800 contestants from the registration videos from all over the country, and the audition was held in the Sports Hall of City A.

There are a total of four music instructors, and no more than 800 people will be selected from the 100 people to participate in the official competition.Each mentor is in charge of two hundred contestants, and all formal contestants must be selected in one afternoon.

A lot of people have already gathered outside the cultural and sports hall.

Some singers who are already well-known on the Internet also came, and their fans also held banners and came to the scene to cheer for them.

Long Xize discovered that one of these banners actually belonged to him.

A few young girls were at the scene holding a banner that said "Nishizawa is the best". When they saw him appear, they ran behind him to hold a sign.

Actually... Long Xize really doubted whether Zhang Zhitao hired these people.

But in the next second, this thought was dismissed by him.

"Little Nishizawa, Auntie loves you, Auntie loves you, Auntie loves you!"

A few days ago, the red sweater aunt also came to the scene. She walked among the group of young girls, and Long Xize heard one of the young girls call her "President".

Since it was a rock singer audition, many people at the scene were dressed in strange clothes.

For example, there was a person in front of him who attracted Long Xize's attention. He had fair skin and long hair, and he was also coquettish.

The man's skin was pale and bloodless, thin and tall, conservatively estimated to be 1.9 meters, wearing a long windbreaker with a black outside and a red inside, a black shirt, black tight leather pants, a black snakeskin belt, and black high-heeled boots.A black collar is tied around the neck, and a six-pointed star hangs in front of the collar.

The man also looked at Long Xize, his eyes swept over his face, and then at the fan group behind him, with a cloud of disdain coming out of his nose.

——He especially looks down on little idols like this kind of little idols who rely on their faces for food and have their own fan clubs.

Soon, the auditions will begin.Long Xize was assigned to the No. [-] venue. He looked at the long-haired man, who raised his head high, gave him a contemptuous look, and shook his windbreaker, leaving behind a chic and unrestrained figure, and went to the No. [-] venue.

……

Two hundred people stood in rows and rows in the No. [-] venue like doing campus radio gymnastics. The instructor started from the first row and the first column, and listened to them singing in turn.

There are too many people, in fact, it is not fair to the people behind. Even if one person sings for half a minute, it will take nearly two hours for two hundred people to finish listening. If more people are allowed to pass customs, the number of places will be reduced later, the requirements will become higher, and the probability of being rejected will be greater.

Long Xize was ranked No. 150 on [-], which was also at the back, so he happened to observe the situation of other people first.

Their instructor seemed to be a very strict person. Some contestants were stopped and announced to be eliminated as soon as they opened their mouths to sing. After four or ten minutes, only eight or nine of them passed the test.

The air conditioner was not turned on in the venue, and it became a bit hot when so many people gathered together.

The contestant on Long Xize's left seemed impatient. He kept flapping his coat and swearing in a low voice.

Long Xize was also a little hot, so he took off his leather jacket.

The clothes were sent home by Zhang Yitao yesterday, black short leather jacket, jeans, Martin boots.

"Just put a T-shirt on it," Zhang Yitao said.

When the contestant next to him saw Long Xize's T-shirt, he was immediately happy, and stopped swearing.

"My friend, you are a real punk."

After waiting for a while, the instructor finally checked here.

The person on Long Xize's left sang three and a half lines but was stopped and failed.

But he didn't leave immediately, he stood aside and looked at Long Xize with interest.

Long Xize, who took off his leather jacket, looked like a good boy who looked like a flower, the kind that would appear in a school singing contest.

The instructor looked stern: "Sing."

Long Xize began to sing.

The contestant almost knelt down on the spot.

The instructor handed the clearance card to Long Xize and continued to check the next player.

The man came forward and stopped Long Xize's shoulder: "Boss, I really admire you."

……

Outside the arena, the long-haired youth had just come out of court four, and suddenly raised his brows.

The little idol I met earlier and another person were also coming out of venue one, talking and laughing along the way.

And in his hand, he actually held a clearance card.

Oh, shady.The long-haired youth rolled his eyes, very disdainful.

Then, he found that little idol's leather jacket had been taken off, and he was actually wearing a brown bear T-shirt.

Very unserious, very frivolous.

It's like going on an autumn outing.

The cartoon print bear smiled innocently, but in his opinion, it was very mocking.

The veins on his forehead jumped violently.

Poor attitude, no "rock spirit" at all.

The author has something to say: Band No. [-] and No. [-] members are online.

A member of the band: I didn't like you when we met for the first time...

☆, 21

"Boss, make a friend?"

Long Xize left after getting the pass, and the player who was eliminated on his left before came over.

"My name is Song Tian, ​​Song from the Song Dynasty, Tianya from Tianya."

Song Tian looked not much older than him, with a natural smile on his face, he grinned at him: "What about you?"

"Dragon... Caesar."

"how to write?"

"It's the dragon of the Dragon Clan, Xi of the West, and Ze of Enze." Long Xize explained.

"Xi of the West, Ze of Enze. Xi Ze." Song Tian repeated.

"Uh-huh."

"Come on, Caesar, give me your contact information, let's scan the QR code and add a wave of WeChat..."

Song Tian is a very talkative person. He told Long Xize that he is actually a guitarist, and he works in a small underground band. The band is not well-known, and he makes a living by performing in bars.

"But at the end of this month, the band will be disbanded." Song Tian still had a smile on his face when he said this, but Long Xize still caught a few traces of imperceptible loneliness from his eyes.

"Why did you break up?" He looked like he didn't want the band to break up at all.

"Everyone in the team has something to do, and the family is urging them to go back to their hometown to find a serious job, marry a wife, get married and live a stable life..."

"They are not young anymore. Unlike young people, they can still pursue their dreams without worry. As adults, there are always more things to consider."

Long Xize pursed his lips and did not speak.

Humans are still too weak in this respect, he thought.

The nerves are always sensitive and slender, and there are always many concerns and worries.

Unlike their Dragon Clan, once identified, they will move forward, even if they are smashed to pieces, they will not regret it.

But because of this, those human beings who gritted their teeth in weakness and persevered looked even more dazzling.

Such a weak human being can still shine with such light.

It's such a feeling.

"There will be our last performance before the end of the month before the band disbands." Song Tian smiled and patted Long Xize on the shoulder, "Would you like to come and see it?"

"Hmm..." Long Xize lowered his head and thought about his recent itinerary.

"Come on, the scene is boring and fun." Song Tian said.

"...Okay." Long Xize nodded.

When the two walked out of No. [-] venue, they saw a slender figure standing in the distance, with fluttering clothes, independent from the world.

A head of long black hair was also lifted by the wind, and the tail of the hair shook with the wind.

His head is raised high, like a lone swordsman in a martial arts blockbuster.

Aloof, decisive, and unpredictable.

kind of cool.Long Xize couldn't help thinking in his heart.

When Song Tian saw it, he looked surprised: "Du Qila actually came to participate?"

"Huh? Who is Dukila?"

"You don't know?" Song Tian looked at him with raised eyebrows, then turned his face and pouted, "It's the one over there who looks as handsome as a flagpole."

"Hmm..." After saying this, the swordsman looks...really more like a flagpole.

"Dukila, according to rumors, his original name was Dukki, because he bumped into a corgi dog and it wasn't cool, so he changed his name to Kira, KILLER."

"Well……"

"He is well-known in the circle, and the songs and videos he released are of excellent quality and have a high volume of playback. But he is very proud, rarely shows his face in public, and never participates in public events."

"He actually came to participate in this talent show, I really didn't expect it."

"That's it..." Long Xize nodded, expressing his understanding.

"Xize, you have to pay attention to the next match, he is definitely your number one rival." Song Tian looked at Long Xize, his eyes were shining brightly, he was obviously looking forward to it, okay?

"..."

"However, I'm still more optimistic about you." Song Tian said again.

"Eh?" Long Xize was puzzled, "Why?"

"It's just a kind of intuition." Song Tian raised his head, and the shadows of the clouds in the sky were reflected in his eyes, "a kind of intuition bestowed by God."

"Song Tian..." Long Xize said, "Your sensationalism came a bit too suddenly..."

"..." Song Tian looked away and smiled again, "Okay, okay."

Long Xize thought, should I say hello to Du Kira?After all, it is a kind of fate that everyone can meet here.And we have to compete together in the future, if you look down and don't see up, it's better to have a good relationship.

Thinking of this, he walked over there.

The long-haired young man seemed to be startled when he saw him approaching, then turned around quickly, flicked his long hair, and left.

gone……

The windy man still left a voice: "Humph."

"???" This person is so weird.Long Xize thought.

……

After that, he bid farewell to Song Tian and went home by car.

On the way, Cen Jin called and said "Congratulations".

Long Xize wondered: "How do you know I passed?"

The other end of the phone said, "Of course I know."

Long Xize: "Huh?"

Cen Jin: "You sing so well, how could you fail?"

Long Xize: "That's right, hee hee."

Cen Jin asked again: "What are you doing now?"

Long Xize obediently replied, "Go home by car."

Cen Jin: "What are you going to do when you get home?"

Long Xize thought about it: "Let's prepare for the next competition. I think it's better to prepare a few more songs, otherwise we won't be able to beat the enemy."

"Alright." Cen Jin said, "Then...would you like to come to my house to practice singing?"

"What?"

"The house you live in now is too small, and the sound insulation is not good. When practicing singing, won't it disturb your cousin's rest? Will it disturb the neighbors' rest?"

"Can I... go to the park?"

"There are people dancing in the square in the park. The music is very loud. It's not appropriate."

"Well……"

"My house is very big and there are many rooms. I live alone, and the sound insulation is good. You can practice as you like, and it doesn't matter how you shout."

"Um……"

"By the way, I still have some rare records at home, many of which are out of print now... "Dragon Into the Magic City", "My Brother Mario", "I want to watch again and again with you today"..."

"What?! You mean... even "Dragon Breaks into the Devil City"?"

"That's right." Cen Jin said, "If there are things outside, I have them here, and if they are not outside, I have them here too."

"Cen Jin, big brother!"

"You can go back and pack your things, move here tomorrow, and stay with me during the game, so it's convenient for practice."

"Yeah!"

"If you usually want to go home, just talk to the driver, and someone will take you back."

"Yeah!"

The author has something to say: After the author finished watching cat movies online: Nishizawa, is it too late for mom to let you turn into a cat to sell cute and attract fans?

Caesar: Black dragon question mark face? ? ?

Author: And you, Corgi, go show off your cuteness too.

Kira: ...

☆, 22

When Long Xize came home, his cousin was trimming flowers and plants in the yard outside the door.

He told his cousin that he was going to stay at Cen Jin's house for practice next time.

My cousin said, "No, I don't agree!"

Long Xize asked: "Why...why?"

My cousin said, "No reason."

Long Xize continued: "Cousin, I want to practice hard and get better results in the competition..."

The cousin stared: "You call him, call Cen Jin, come now."

As he spoke, his subordinates made a "click", and a thick branch was cut off and fell to the ground with a rustle.

Long Xize: "...Oh."

He called Cenkin.

"Hello? Cenkin."

"What's the matter, Caesar," Cen Jin said cheerfully, with a smile in his voice, "Why did you think of calling me?"

"My cousin asked you to come over, he wants to see you."

"What did he see me for?"

"He...he won't let me live at your house." Long Xize frowned. If he didn't go to Cen Jin's place, where should he go to practice singing?

"I see, this is over. You wait for me." Cen Jin hung up the phone.

……

After a while, Cenkin came.

After Long Xize opened the door for him, he was rushed to watch TV by his uncle.

The always gentle cousin looked stern, and led Cen Jin to sit down at both ends of the small table in the restaurant.

The two stared at each other in silence.

After a while, Long Chaowei tapped his fingers on the table, his brows raised coldly: "Tell me, what are your plans for Caesar?"

Cen Jin looked back indifferently: "There is no intention."

Long Chaowei didn't believe it: "No intention, why did you let him live with you?"

Cen Jin replied: "My place is convenient for practice."

Long Chaowei raised his eyebrows, and was about to refute, when Cen Jin continued: "If you have to talk about intentions, I like him very much."

Long Chaowei stood up with a "swish", and the chair and the ground made harsh sounds.

He put his hands on the table, bent forward and stared at Cen Jin: "We, Caesar, are not yet of age!"

Cen Jin raised his eyes to meet his gaze, without any intention of retreating: "I know, I'm not in a hurry, I'll wait for him."

Long Chaowei said again: "We, Caesar, don't have that kind of affection for you."

Cen Jin replied: "I'm not in a hurry, I'll wait for him."

"..."

Long Chaowei stared at him for a while, trying to see any flaws in his eyes, but there was nothing, this person named Cen Jin had no flaws in his eyes.

"..." Long Chaowei gave up and sat back in the chair.

After another moment of silence, he said, "You... must be looking for sex."

Cen Jin said: "No, the more I see him, the more I fall in love with him."

Long Chaowei said again: "I heard that your reputation is not very good."

Cen Jin replied: "Those are all rumored by the media."

The two continued to confront each other.

Long Chaowei: "...Are you serious?"

Cen Jin: "Seriously."

In the end, my cousin agreed to let Long Xize move to Cen Jin.

"It's just practice, only practice." The cousin looked serious, "Don't even think about anything else."

"Okay." Cen Jin agreed.

"...Don't shoot at Caesar until he reaches adulthood."

"Okay." Cen Jin also agreed.

Anyway, by the end of the year, Nishizawa will officially become an adult, and it won't take long.

"You can't force him."

"it is good."

There are still two months left, and he slowly flirts.

……

After the two talked, Cen Jin thought that he could pick him up on the way today, but Long Chaowei pushed him all the way out the door.

"You, come back tomorrow."

"Bang." The door closed.

Cen Jin smiled at the door, turned and walked into the night.

……

At night, Long Xize was dragged by his uncle to sleep together.

The cousin turned sideways to him, stroking his fluffy little curly hair: "Cesis, you've grown up."

"That's all it was when I first saw you."

"It's about the same height as me now."

"Cousin," Long Xize looked at him sideways, "Long will always grow up."

"But, no matter how old I am, one hundred or five hundred years old, even if I grow to be [-] meters tall and weigh [-] kilograms, I will still be your nephew."

"……Um."

"I will work hard." In the darkness, two gemstone-like eyes blinked, "Cousin, I will definitely become a superstar."

"……OK."

……

The next day, the two packed their luggage together. The uncle stuffed a towel into the suitcase for a while, and packed a box of cold medicine for him later...

"Cousin, these Cen Jins are all there." Long Xize said, "And I'm not going far away, I'm in a city, and I'll be there soon by subway..."

"Uh..." Uncle choked, "Then remember to call me every day, and remember to come back for dinner on weekends."

"it is good."

After a while, Cenkin arrived.

He loaded Long Xize's luggage into the car.

Long Xize got into the car and waved to his reluctant cousin outside.

Long Chaowei also waved at him.

"Let's go." Cen Jin said softly.

"Ah."

The car started, and the small bungalow in the deep alley behind him was thrown further and further away.

The black car disappeared from sight for a long time before Long Chaowei turned around and entered the house.

"Chao Wei, don't show such a lonely expression."

When Long Chaowei turned his head, Yu Yan came with two bags, one of which contained two jade-colored scallions.

The sun shone from behind him, Yu Yan showed a row of white teeth, and smiled slyly.

"You still have mine! I will accompany you forever..."

"Bang." Long Chaowei glanced at him, entered the room, and slammed the door.

"..."

……

Long Xize followed Cen Jin to his house.

Cen Jin's house is indeed very big, three times bigger than his cousin's small villa on Nakano East Street when he first came to City A.

Of course...their Dragon Valley Underground Palace is still incomparable. After all, it hollowed out a mountain range, the masterpiece of the great ancestors.

Cen Jin took him to familiarize himself with the environment, introducing several living rooms, several bathrooms, several kitchens, and a swimming pool on the top floor.

The music room is on the basement floor of the villa. It has all kinds of audio equipment, guitars and basses are hung on the walls, and a drum kit is built in the corner.There is even a small stage and various lighting equipment.

"Wow……"

The room where the records are stored is on the second floor, and there is another room next door that stores all kinds of expensive musical instruments.

Finally Cenkin took him to the bedroom.

"This bedroom is yours, and my room is next to yours."

"Uh-huh."

"What do you think? Do you like it?"

Long Xize thought of the small stage on the basement level just now, his eyes lit up like fireworks.

The smile on his face was extremely bright: "I like it."

The author has something to say: [Let's go, let's go, Mr. Long must learn to grow up by himself... from "The Price of Love", it's very good! 】

Under the active training of the author, Nishizawa finally learned to change into a cat.

Author: Go, Nishizawa, show everyone how to become a cat!

Caesar: Oh... Meow? (Black dragon question mark face???)

Kira (watching with cold eyes): ... sb.

Author: Little Corgi, it's your turn to perform dog transformation tomorrow!

————Applause applause applause! —————

Natsume threw 1 mine

Shi Wushuang threw 14 mines

Thank you little angel for mine QAQ cost

Thanks to: Feng Huang Luo A Fang, Buying too many discs will make you poor, He He Da, Wei Gu Yan, Adding Clouds, Being a Bird, Fei Se, Kou Mu, Burning World, Cute Meow, Wandering, Ya Ya, Blue Fatty , He Jie, Tim Yunduo, 23333333's nutrient solution, I am interested, thank you QAQ

☆, 23

Not long after Long Xize moved to Cen Jin's place, the weather started to turn cold, and the rainy season in City A came.

The window ticked nonstop, and the clothes never dried on the balcony. Fortunately, there was a dryer.

Looking at the pattering raindrops outside the window, Long Xize thought about the little white goose washing machine that won a lottery at home, and wondered if it had a drying function...

It rained continuously for several days, until the day when we were going to participate in the semi-finals, it still didn't stop.

Long Xize finished his breakfast, changed into the clothes Zhang Zhitao had prepared, and was about to set off for the recording site of the show.

On rainy days, the bus was difficult to wait for, so Cen Jin asked the driver to take him off.

Before leaving, today's news was playing on the TV, and the weather forecast was scrolling in the narrow bar at the top of the screen.

The weather forecast said that the National Meteorological Observatory predicts that a typhoon will hit City A in the near future. Citizens are requested to take precautions and pay attention to safety when going out.

Long Xize looked out from the car, pedestrians were wearing raincoats or holding umbrellas.

On rainy days, the weather is gloomy and the streets are dark.But the colors of the raincoats and umbrellas are colorful, and the shuttle is picturesque.

The car drove him to the entrance of the recording site, and he got out of the car. Coincidentally, he ran into the long-haired young man Du Kira during the audition.

Du Kira held up a black umbrella, and the clothes inside were changed, and the outside was still the long black trench coat with inner red.Because of his height, the rain fell obliquely under the umbrella, which wet his lower body clothes a lot.

He stood at the door and was also looking in the direction of Long Xize.

So Long Xize held up his beautiful little flower umbrella with gemstone patterns, and wanted to go over to say hello to him.

"You..." As soon as the words started, the other party suddenly turned around and left like last time, leaving behind the wind.

"Okay?" Long Xize asked with a question mark on his face.

……

A total of 96 contestants were selected from the sea election last time. At this time, all 96 contestants are sitting in the audience, waiting for the rematch to start.

The rematch is still a tutor elimination system. Each contestant has 60 seconds to sing the song he has prepared on the stage.

Four mentors sit on the judging table, and there is a screen above each of the four seats, and the initial state is bright green.There is a remote control in the hands of the instructors. If the instructor is not satisfied with the performance of the contestant and does not pass, he presses the red button. At this time, the screen above his head will turn red, indicating that he has not passed.

When all the tops of the heads of the four instructors are displayed in red and fail, the contestant will be eliminated.

For the rest, as long as a green light is still on, it means that the player has passed the test for the rematch.

On the contestants' seats, most of the people sat in the middle, and those who were familiar with them could make friends and chat with each other.

Long Xize looked back and found that the long-haired young man named "Dukila" was sitting alone on the edge of the last row.

He leaned back with his eyes closed, as if he was sleeping, with an appearance of not being interested in or caring about the behavior of other players.

After a while, the four mentors were seated, the stage lights were turned on, and the director came on stage to announce the official start of the rematch.

……

When some contestants perform on stage, other contestants also watch the discussion from the audience.

Long Xize also watched intently, learning more experience from the words of other players and mentors.

Most of the players who can pass the level are good. He watched it for a while and learned a lot.

When it was almost Long Xize's turn, he looked back at Du Kira behind him.

Du Kira was still unmoved by the expression of "I don't care how strong you are, you are definitely not as strong as me anyway".

Long Xize blinked, thinking to himself, what kind of song do you need to shake this person up?

After a while, he looked back again, and finally the place in the corner became empty, and Dukila was gone.

"Number 73, Long Xize." The staff called him, "Get ready backstage, I'll be right there with you."

"coming."

It was too late to think about where Dukila had gone, he was about to go on stage.

……

As soon as Du Kira arrived at the entrance of the recording venue today, he bumped into that pretty little idol again.

The other party was getting off a black limousine.

Sure enough, there is a background.

At first glance, he was taken care of by the gold master.

"..."

On the road, a bus with an advertisement for Cen's jewelry was passing slowly, and the spokesperson on it looked familiar...

He took another look at the little idol who opened the silly umbrella, and immediately understood.

"Ah."

It turned out that his benefactor was Cen's jewelry.

And Cen's Jewelry is the sponsor of "ROCKON THEMOON" program...

The relationship here is self-evident.

Shady, deeply shady.

That little idol still wants to come over and say hello to him, and want to have a good relationship with him?

Oh, don't even think about it.

He, KILLER, has always only talked with his strength and made friends with his strength.

So, Du Kira shook his head proudly again, and left straight away.

……

The rematch begins.

Dukira didn't want to make friends with those mediocre players at all, so he sat alone until the end.

In his eyes, all the players present were not worth mentioning.

It doesn't mean that everyone is rubbish, there are some better players.

Such as "Black Rabbit Head", "Pink Panther King", "Purple Zebra", and so on.

But in his eyes, there is nothing to fear.

"KILLER, there is something wrong with your accompaniment, let's go backstage and have a look."

Halfway through the game, the staff came to him and said there was something wrong with his accompaniment.

"Ah."

So he got up and went to the backstage to communicate and adjust the accompaniment.

After a while, he suddenly froze in place.

At the same time, a singing voice came from the direction of the stage, deep and seductive, charming and shocking.

"Overcast clouds, hurricanes coming."

"The storm is coming, and the black dragon is over the clouds and rain..."

Just 60 seconds ended quickly, and he still felt unsatisfied.

Finally, a powerful opponent appeared.Dukila's eyes burst into flames.

He looked in the direction of the stage from the backstage, where the beams of light intersected, shining brightly, engulfing the figures on the stage, appearing and disappearing from time to time, making it difficult to see clearly.

What kind of person is that?

He wanted to go and have a look, but was stopped by the staff again.

"KILLER, do you think the accompaniment is right?"

He had no choice but to put on the headphones again, and listened to the accompaniment patiently: "The insertion of the last measure should be a little faster."

"Okay, I'll tune it again."

"It's okay this time."

After finally adjusting the accompaniment, Dukila went straight to the backstage on the other side of the stage.

He wanted to see what his rival was like.

Backstage, he... actually saw that little idol.

"……impossible."

He frowned, in disbelief.

So, he turned his gaze again, and sure enough, in the background, he saw a decadent-looking young man in a denim vest with bare sleeves and unkempt curly hair.That person also had a number plate on his body, and he was obviously also a contestant.

Du Kira's eyes lit up: "It's him."

He just said, how could it be that little idol who sang it.

The bald-sleeved denim vest contestant had just finished singing, and there was only one left of the four lamps, barely clearing the level.

He was about to return to the player's bench from the aisle, when he saw a long-haired, gorgeous man staring at him with piercing eyes not far away.The man looked at him with extremely hot eyes, as if he wanted to burn his body through.

"..."

The young man in the bald-sleeved vest continued to walk, and when he passed by the long-haired young man, he said affectionately, "I'll be waiting for you."

He wanted to punch someone at that time: "...crazy."

……

Long Xize passed the customs with all four lights on.

After he finished singing, there was silence in the field, and then the four mentors came back to their senses and extended olive branches to him one after another.

Zhou Tianwang said: "Caesar, I gave you the clearance card in the audition. You should consider me and choose my team later."

Li Tianwang said: "Cesis, I think your music style is more suitable for joining our team. I can give you more guidance in this regard."

Zhao Tianwang said: "Xizawa, if you come to our team, I can give you the best music resources, the world's top production team, and let you make the best music..."

Zhang Tianwang said: "Come to our team, Caesar, let us run for our dreams together and fill the world with love!"

He said: "Thank you four teachers, I will seriously consider it when I go back."

Afterwards, he returned to the player's bench and continued to watch the other players.

Later, Du Kira also appeared on the stage, which also shocked the audience, all four lights were on, and the four instructors scrambled to grab it.

Long Xize lowered his eyelashes, Song Tian was right, this Du Kira is really strong, and the current self doesn't know if he can win against him.

……

After all the contestants were on stage, there were 96 remaining contestants out of [-] contestants, and nearly half of them were eliminated.

The director said that the next round of competition is a 1V1 knockout match.

The contestants whose numbers are drawn come to the stage, choose their opponents for the next round, and perform PK singing.

When the director drew Du Kira, Du Kira stood proudly, pointed at a young man with bald sleeves and a denim vest, and said enthusiastically, "I choose him!"

The young man in the vest he pointed at tilted his head: "Fuck!"

Long Xize was selected by a person with dyed red hair and strange makeup on his face.

The man stretched out his hand to him: "Hello, you are very strong, please teach me more."

The author has something to say: Du Kira, a sophomore in middle school (needs to be rubbed).

Passerby vest youth: But what did I do wrong? ? ?

☆, 24

After grouping, the director explained the rules of the next competition to everyone.

Two people in the same group are required to work together to produce a new song within this period of time. Of course, professional musicians from the program group will assist in the production. The collaborative song will be sung on the day of the competition. Evaluation, each group eliminated one of them.

After finishing the rules, the director announced the dissolution.

Long Xize and the red-haired youth exchanged contact information, so that they can discuss the preliminary matters of song production on WeChat after returning home.

It was still raining outside, and Cen Jin wanted the driver to pick him up, but Long Xize thought it was unnecessary.

A good musician should experience life and observe the world more. How can he make music that shakes people's hearts if he sits in a luxury car all day and doesn't go for a walk in the wind and rain?

So he rejected Cen Jin, held up the gemstone umbrella and walked into the rain.

He hummed a ditty, his steps were brisk, and his rain boots rhythmically stepped into the puddles, causing water to splash.

Turn the umbrella from time to time, and fine raindrops fly out from the edge of the umbrella, forming beautiful crystal strings.

"I'msingingintherain, justsingingi