When the last note fell, the entire audience erupted into thunderous applause.
"Oh my god, this song is too good."
"Amazing. It's Yun Huang's work indeed. It's definitely the best."
"What's a match made in heaven? Now I understand. "
"Yun Huang's singing after a breakup is really unparalleled. But the most touching thing is their seamless cooperation. Anyway, I'm definitely going to vote for Qing Hou. "
After the performance, Xiao Yunhai and Zhao Wanqing walked out of the mood of the song at the same time. They looked at each other and smiled. Holding hands, they bowed to the audience and the band next to them.
Amidst everyone's cheers, Zhao Wanqing walked off the stage.
The famous musician Ye Qun asked, "Mr. Xiao, did you write this song?"
Xiao Yunhai nodded and said, "I wrote it."
Ye Qun chuckled and said, "It's really hard to believe that a twenty-four-year-old young man can write such a profound song."
Wang Lin said, "The songs he wrote in the past weren't any worse than today's. It's just that we rarely hear his live version, so we find it so amazing. The performance just now was the most emotional I've ever heard. Maybe it's because you two are husband and wife, so your singing is even more emotional. I saw quite a few fans, especially some female fans, cry. If I had three votes, I would definitely choose you two. "
The host, Zhang Yanrong, smiled and said, "Teacher Wang, please don't say anymore. Your comments have already gone beyond the scope. It seems like you're trying to get votes for Yun Huang's breakup. "
"Hahaha."
The fans at the scene all laughed.
Wang Lin also shook his head and smiled bitterly. He said, "Isn't this too strict? Even saying something is against the rules."
Zhang Yanrong said, "It can't be helped. These are the rules. Mr. Xiao, do you have anything to say to everyone? "
Xiao Yunhai said, "Everyone knows that my leader is pregnant. Originally, my family and I didn't want her to participate in this program. Everyone should know the reason. We were afraid that it would tire her out and affect the child in her belly. However, this stage had an extraordinary meaning to her. Even though the elders of the two families had persuaded her for a full hour, they still couldn't make her give up. It was the first time I had seen her so serious and stubborn since we had known each other. From this, it could be seen how important "Night of Singers" was to her. Therefore, I hope that her efforts will be reciprocated by everyone. Thank you. "
Xiao Yunhai's words once again received applause from everyone.
Xiao Yunhai walked off the stage, put his arm around Zhao Wanqing's shoulder, and returned to the singer's exclusive room.
After the next two contestants finished singing, the 15 million audience members were conflicted, but they still chose the singer they thought was the best.
More than thirty musicians left their seats and went backstage with the notaries of the Notary Office to count the votes nervously.
This period of time would take at least 25 minutes, so Jiangsu TV Station invited many young singers to perform on stage to pass the time.
After the performance of the five singers, Jiangsu TV Station aired a five-minute advertisement, and the votes were finally counted.
Li Meng looked at the report card in his hand and said, "Well, now the votes of the singers are in my hands. Before the announcement, we would like to thank the 32 expert judges and the staff of the Nanjing Notary Office for their strong support of our program. "
Hearing Li Meng's words, everyone gave his face and offered their applause.
Li Meng said, "Next, we will begin to announce the top six singers. From high to low votes, they are Zhao Wanqing, Han Chenghui, Cai Pingya, Rick, Li Xugang, and Ye Li. The six singers will draw lots again to decide the order of appearance. "
In the hall, the six singers drew number cards one by one. Zhao Wanqing's luck was good again, she got number 6 and was the last to appear.
Rick was unlucky once. When he saw number 1 in his hand, he felt bad.
"Why? Why am I the first to sing again? God, is there anyone more pitiful than me? "
Zhao Wanqing smiled and said, "Rick, I can exchange places with you."
Rick said in surprise, "Miss Zhao, you're too kind. But as a gentleman, how can I do such a thing? Everyone, I'll go and get ready first. "
After that, Rick went back to his room to change his clothes.
The other singers also went back to their rooms.
Obviously, for the final battle of the Masked King, everyone gave it their all.
The top five singers all showed their special skills. Without exception, the songs they sang were all new songs, and each of them was a classic. They won warm applause from the audience.
"'Night of Singers' is simply amazing."
"That's right. The five classic songs made me intoxicated."
"At this stage, everyone is no longer holding back. They have brought out their trump cards. Even the Queen of Singers, Cai Pingya, sang a high note. It was really wonderful. "
"Han Chenghui's dancing is also very good. It seems to be a combination of multiple dances. "
"That depends on who he's competing with. Compared to ordinary singers, Han Chenghui's dancing is absolutely superb. But compared to Yun Huang's spacewalk and mechanical dance, hehe, the gap is not small. "
"Nonsense. Is Yun Huang even human? Only a fool would compete with him. "
"Alright, stop talking. It's Queen Qing's turn to go on stage. I heard that Yun Huang wrote a song for her called 'Giving You a Little Color'. I wonder how it is. Let's listen carefully. "
On the stage, Xiao Yunhai, wearing an old-fashioned white coat, led a group of farmers onto the stage.
Seeing the things in everyone's hands, whether it was the fans or the judges, they could not help but be stunned.
"I say, that stone and stool are also musical instruments? Why do I feel a little dizzy? "
"That old man seems to be holding a clapper. Is that also a musical instrument?"
"That hexagonal thing seems a little reliable. It should be a zither, but I've never seen it before."
"Yun Huang seems to be holding a copper bowl in his hand. Is he going to make a big move?"
Ye Qun looked at the group of old men sitting on the stage, adjusted his glasses, and asked Wang Lin next to him, "Teacher Wang, Mr. Xiao used to be an artist of your company. Do you know what he's going to do? "
Wang Lin smiled bitterly and said, "How would I know? I heard that this group of old men are folk artists in Shaanxi who sing Huayin. I don't know how to sing it specifically. There are no related videos on the Internet. I guess Xiao Yunhai should have combined this art form with popular songs. How's the effect? Let's listen carefully. "
Zhao Wanqing stood in front of the microphone and nodded to Xiao Yunhai.
Seeing that everyone was ready, Xiao Yunhai knocked the copper bowl in his hand on the top of his head.
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