"No... very exciting." The host Yan Luohan walked onto the stage and spoke with tremolo, unable to control his inner excitement, and said, "Well, how should I describe the performance of Mr. Song Baojun and Ling Anqi? For the first time, I found that my language was pale and powerless. May I ask all the judges, what do you think?"

After saying these words, she slowly calmed down.

"Cough...uh..." Tu Fen cleared his throat, without hiding his love for the proud disciple, and said with a smile: "I don't want to say more about other praises. If the full score is ten, I will give twelve points."

An Xujun said: "In terms of the artistic appeal of songs, I think there is one person who can compare them, that is, the female singer Murong Bingyu, who has retired for many years in your country."

The audience was amazed.

The Murong Bingyu he mentioned is a legend in the Asian pop music scene. He debuted in 1998 and swept the music scene with his album "Anniversary". In the following years, albums such as "Car Chaser", "Moment", and "Star Travel" set a sales myth. In the first ten years of the new century, they were almost popular all over the world, and received countless fans. They won the Grammy Awards and MTV European Music Awards, and were selected as the top three most successful artists in the 21st century.

Murong Bingyu announced his retirement in 2011. On the same day, the stock of the China Overseas Stock Exchange fell, and hundreds of thousands of fans far away in Paris even took to the streets to protest, causing a riot.

Considering that the pop music industry is declining now and music talents are declining, I am afraid that Murong Bingyu's achievements will be unprecedented.

An Xujun said: "Yes, Mr. Song Baojun's artistic appeal is unparalleled. If you can, I am willing to sign a contract with you. An Company will support you. It will be no problem to become popular in East Asian countries within three years."

There was another chill off the audience.

This is interesting. Song Baojun, who was originally a judge, was unexpectedly appreciated by Vice President An. It is not impossible to remember that he is still a "student representative".

"Thank you for your invitation, but I hope you can make some correct evaluations of my companion, classmate Ling Anqi."

Song Baojun's secret energy was empty, and he was almost exhausted and his speech became weak. However, everyone expressed his understanding, after all, the lung capacity consumed a lot after singing a song.

Some people also felt sorry for Song Baojun's polite rejection of the other party's invitation. He was highly praised by the company. It was a promising opportunity, but he was indifferent.

An Xujun smiled and said, "Ling Anqi's performance is indeed very surprising, with a full score of 10!"

"Maybe we can sign Ling Anqi directly." Lin Zhenxian was still immersed in an inexplicable touch and interrupted, "It is very good to be able to sing with Mr. Song without losing his advantage. We need such talents."

An Xujun was inconvenient to disobey the daughter of the daughter, so she said, "Student Ling Anqi, I will contact you after the event." Of course, he thought Ling Anqi was singing well, but his figure was in front of him. It would be very rare to become famous in the future, just a waste of resources.

Ling Anqi only said that she had won the favor of the vice president, and kept bowing and choked and said, "Thank you, thank you! Thank you everyone, I, I am very excited..."

Song Baojun patted her back as if she wanted to comfort her, but unfortunately she was short and her hands were short, so she only slapped her butt. Fortunately, they faced the audience, Song Baojun's gesture was blocked by the girl's giant body and did not enter the camera range.

Ling Anqi blushed and glanced at him. Song Baojun wanted to explain but didn't know what to say, so he put a thousand words into one sentence: "Well, the touch is good and very elastic."

Jin Zhongji finally came back to his senses, coughed Dali, and said, "I sang well, and basically reached a certain level. To be honest, I was also surprised. I didn't expect that Song Baojun's Chinese major would perform so professionally. But..."

"Thank you, thank you Mr. Jin for your praise." Song Baojun rushed to say, "Student Ling Anqi, you go down first, and I will contact you later. Please invite player No. 11 to the court."

"Thank you, Mr. Song!" Ling Anqi burst into tears and reached out to hug Song Baojun, but she was too nervous and clamped Song Baojun's head tightly into the creaking nest.

It took Song Baojun a long time to pull it out. There was a kind laugh from the audience. Ling Anqi knew that it was ugly and quickly left the stage.

Kim Jong-ki said: "But..."

Yan Luohan didn't pay attention and took Song Baojun's words and said, "Okay, let's welcome contestant No. 11."

"but……"

The audience had already started to applaud. Kim Jong-ki didn't finish a word, and he kept holding it so hard that his anus hurt.

Song Baojun quickly returned to the stage. Because the performance was too successful, everyone reached out to try to greet him wherever he passed. The popularity was comparable to that of a star. No. 11 player who had just walked onto the front stage was not paid attention to.

A male with a neutral appearance screamed and rushed forward, holding Song Baojun tightly like steel bars, his face twisted and exaggerated, and hissing: "Song Baojun, I love you! Song Baojun, I love you! I can't live without you! You are the only one in my life! You are light, you are electricity, you are the only myth! There is only one you in my heart, I want to engrave your name all over my body! Everything I love you is better than the whole world! You and I don't ask for birth on the same year, the same month, but I ask for death on the same year, the same month, the same month, the same day! The mountains have no edges, and the heaven and the earth are united, so I dare to be a pair of birds! I wish to be a pair of wings in the sky, and I wish to be a branch on the ground! The first day of Song Baojun, I miss you! The second day of Song Baojun, I miss you! I miss you! I miss you! I miss you on the third day of Song Baojun, I miss you! I miss you! I miss you! I miss you! I miss you! I miss you on the third day of Song Baojun, I miss you! I miss you! I miss you! I miss you! I miss you! I miss you! I miss you! I miss you! I miss you on the third day of Song Baojun, I miss you! I miss you! I miss you! I miss you! I miss you! I miss you! I miss you! I miss you! I miss you! I miss you! I miss you! I miss you on the third day of Song Baojun, I miss you! I miss you! I miss you! I miss you! I miss you! I miss you! I miss you! I miss you! I miss you! I miss you! I miss you! I miss you! I miss you! I miss you! I miss you! I miss you! I miss you! I miss you

While shouting, he pouted his lips and was about to print Song Baojun's face.

"Hey! Alien!" Song Baojun screamed in front of him.

The boy turned around in surprise. Song Baojun took advantage of the situation and smashed him down with an elbow. He braved the cold sweat and squeezed away the crowd and returned to the judges' seat, and said intimately: "Grandma, my enemy must have sent me to harm me."

Teacher Tu Fen expressed congratulations to him and said a few words of encouragement.

Lin Zhenxian was busy delivering water to Song Baojun, and smiled cleverly for a moment and said, "Mr. Song, do you know? My opinion on you is divided into four stages."

"Do you think I am in the wind?" Song Baojun's voice was extremely hoarse. Because the vocal cords have never received professional singing training, suddenly speaking high notes will cause damage, and even if there is a bonus of romantic personality, it is not spared. Just like a person who does nothing to sing on KTV for a day, his voice must be very unpleasant the next day.

Lin Zhenxian smiled and shook her head, saying, "At the beginning, I saw you writing Mr. Dongpo's poem in calligraphy class, I felt very friendly. Your reputation in my mind was friendly. Later, you wrote "Previous Red Cliffs". The calligraphy was really beautiful, so I think you deserve respect."

Song Baojun didn't expect Lin Zhenxian to say this and couldn't help but say, "Oh?"

"Then the Hanshan Club gathering. Your paintings shocked my heart and I respect you. Then today, your talent broke through the sky. What I want to say is that your reputation for me has risen to admiration."

Song Baojun exhausted his secret energy, exhausted and weak, leaned lazily on the chair and said, "Thank you for your worship."

Lin Zhenxian was shocked and hurriedly said, "Mr. Song, has I troubled you?"

"It's okay, it's okay." Song Baojun's head hurts a lot and waves his hand powerlessly.

Lin Zhenxian smiled quickly and said, "I will definitely pay attention in the future."

Kim Jong-ki, who was sitting on the other side, vaguely heard them answering and snorted heavily.

Song Baojun said: "Mr. Jin, are I qualified to refute your words now?"

"It's outrageous." Jin Zhongji picked up the mineral water bottle and poured it into his mouth, intending to hide his embarrassment.

The contestants performed continuously in the following performances, and the two seemed to have lost their energy at the same time and did not make any targeted remarks.

After all the contestants finished their performances, the top ten people were selected to advance to the next round of competition. In the end, three of the best people were selected from these ten people to sign with An Company.

In the second stage, there is no longer a formal talent show, but it is mainly to do some amateur performances that impress the judges. For example, your major is piano, and you can perform a specialty drama excerpt at this time to prove that your talent is not single.

The Art Academy has a lot of capital, and the several contestants launched are strong, which is no less powerful than any variety show talent show. An Xujun exclaimed that Chazhou University is hidden and cannot be underestimated.

Among them, three contestants from abroad, one is an Angola girl, who was eliminated because her Mandarin is not standard enough. One is a visiting scholar from the Netherlands, and his performances with a playful nature are naturally not promoted. The other is a Japanese student who dresses up fashionablely, sings and dances very hard. I think it was because he had received a certain degree of training and got the opportunity to go to 20 to 10.

The event continued until 8:30 pm, and finally three winners were selected, plus Wang Yin and Ling Anqi as special moves.

The organizer invited everyone participating in the event to go to the hotel for a meal and prepared a sumptuous dinner.

Song Baojun was very tired after a busy day. He secretly accused Tu Fen of the crime and went back to the dormitory to rest in advance.

Tu Fen cared about him very much and planned to introduce his favorite disciples to all the bigwigs at the banquet. Seeing that Song Baojun was exhausted, he had to give up.

However, this disciple was extremely conspicuous today, and it was inconvenient to blame him.

Lin Zhenxian walked out of the auditorium No. 3 under the escort of two squadrons, turned her head and smiled, "Mr. Song, today is very happy... Uh, where is Mr. Song?"

Song Baojun had long disappeared, and there were audiences who left the venue in an orderly manner, with crowds of people and bustling. In addition, the night was hazy, so it was impossible to tell who was who.

It turns out that she had been walking for a long time and still thought that Song Baojun was following her.

One of the accompanying staff said: "I just saw Mr. Song and Professor Tu Fen be with me. Maybe they rushed to the hotel first. Miss, let's set off too."
Chapter completed!