"Qin Bao Bao is here. She's still so beautiful."
"Her figure is so good. Look at her long legs. How can they be so long?"
"Xu Lu is not as beautiful as her. I have to admit that."
"She's so unlucky. She has no chance of winning against Xu Lu."
"It can't be helped. How many fans does Xu Lu have? Half of them are here because of her. She's got the upper hand. "
"I'm also here because of Xu Lu, but I'm her anti-fan. I'm here to slander her. But to be honest, the song just now was really good. "
"What if Qin Bao Bao sang another farewell song?"
"If she sang another farewell song, it's hard to say who would win. But she chose to sing an ancient style song. Isn't she putting her face up for Xu Lu to slap?"
"Haha, Li Xuegang is not convinced." This was Qin Bao Bao's fan.
"It's really hard for her to win this time. Li Xuegang was a miracle. A miracle can't happen again. However, it's not like she has no hope in the revival round. Li Rongxing can't beat her, but Chen Xiaotong can at least try. "
"Chen Xiaotong can't do it. The Queen of Music is back in popularity and her singing is good. Qin Bao Bao has no advantage."
Qin Ze followed the band teacher to their seats. The camera was not focused on them, but on Qin Bao Bao who was slowly walking up the stage.
But the audience present could see them. Pei Ziqi sat in the front row. She glanced at the band teacher and looked away. Suddenly, she was stunned and turned her gaze back.
That was …
Qin what was it again?
Pei Ziqi didn't remember Qin Ze's name, but she recognized Qin Ze's appearance. After all, Qin Ze was a handsome guy on campus. He was no longer a passerby who would be forgotten at a glance.
Why was he here?
Was he the band teacher of the TV station?
Pei Ziqi was very curious. She remembered that Qin Ze was a student at the University of Finance and Economics. How could a college student appear in that position? This was completely illogical.
She suddenly remembered that her brother's tutor was hired by her aunt. At that time, she thought that her aunt had hired a tutor through some recruitment website, but now it seemed that it wasn't that simple. However, how could a university student catch her aunt's eye?
Pei Ziqi was lost in her thoughts when she suddenly heard soothing and melodious music. She was immediately attracted by it.
Not only her, but everyone in the audience was stunned.
This prelude was unexpectedly pleasant to listen to.
Drums, flutes, triangles, and guqin intertwined to form clear and melodious notes, like flowing spring water. Especially the guqin, which had a clear sound quality, gave people a strong classical flavor.
The soundtrack covers Chinese and Western instruments. Guqin is the main instrument. Only with it can it perfectly integrate Chinese and Western instruments. Without it, the soundtrack will lose its classical flavor.
"The blue and white brush strokes drawn by the embryo turn from thick to light."
"The peony depicted on the bottle is just like your initial makeup."
"Through the window, I understand your thoughts."
"Let the brush rest halfway on the rice paper."
.....
Pei Zi Qi's face froze for a moment before he straightened his back from the soft chair and stared unblinkingly at the radiant Baby Qin, as if he was listening attentively.
The audience behind her were mostly like her. They looked casual at first, but when the music started, they felt that the accompaniment was very pleasant and charming. Then Qin Bao Bao sang, and the lyrics rolled on the teleprompter.
The beautiful lyrics, the classical melody, and the magnetic voice mixed with a hint of softness.
She instantly attracted the audience.
"The sky is waiting for the misty rain, and I'm waiting for you."
"Smoke rises in spirals, thousands of miles away."
"At the bottom of the bottle, Han calligraphy imitates the elegance of the previous dynasty."
"Take it as a foreshadowing for me to meet you."
"The sky is waiting for the misty rain, and I'm waiting for you."
"The moonlight is fished out, and the ending is fainted."
"Like the blue and white porcelain handed down from generation to generation."
"There's a smile in your eyes."
At the band's position, Qin Ze closed his eyes, and his hands followed the rhythm of the zither strings. Hook, pick, wipe, pick, hold, push, hit, and pluck, sometimes fast and sometimes slow. The corners of his mouth unconsciously curled into a smile, and he gradually entered a good mood.
The band teachers beside him looked over in surprise. This young man's level was not bad.
Before going on stage, Qin Ze exchanged with the system for advanced zither playing skills, and he could completely master this song. This song was indeed written by him, but he was only a "transit station". The real composer came from a parallel space. The first time he heard this song, he was shocked. But now, as a member of the accompaniment, the feeling was completely different.
The charm of music was indeed endless.
Can Xu Lu's song really be compared with my "Blue and White Porcelain"?
Does my sister really have no chance of winning?
Don't you think "Ink and Painting" is too crafty?
Don't you think the lyrics are a bit forced and blindly pursue rhetoric?
Well, let us speak with facts.
Please continue to listen.
Qin Ze's zither suddenly, like a storm, climbed to the peak little by little, and then turned sharply down.
"The white and blue koi fish jumped at the bottom of the bowl."
"When I copied the Song style, I thought of you."
"The secret you hid in the kiln for a thousand years."
"Extremely delicate, like an embroidery needle falling to the ground."
"The banana outside the curtain provokes the sudden rain, the door ring provokes the copper green."
"And I passed by that Jiangnan town and provoked you."
"In the splash-ink landscape painting."
"You were hidden from the depths of the ink."
The audience was intoxicated. Their emotions were unconsciously immersed in a touch of sadness. Seeing such a picture, the scenery in front of them spread out: the dark sky, the misty rain, the Jiangnan town looming in the rain and fog. The light rain hit the banana leaves, the closed door, the door ring dyed with a layer of copper green.
The misty rain in Jiangnan, the small bridge, the flowing water, the bluestone road, and there should be a girl holding an oil paper umbrella.
She should have the hazy and agile like the misty rain in Jiangnan. She was wearing a court lady's dress.
She walked through the bluestone paved, long path.
The girl holding the oil paper umbrella, the umbrella painted with painting ink.
She should be a passerby, but she seemed to be looking for something.
Maybe she was looking for the way home, or maybe she was looking for the love of a thousand years.
In this small town, in the kiln, looking for the secret of a thousand years ago?
There was a need for a male lead here, but there was no need for a male lead here.
It was sorrowful, resentful, and elegant.
"The sky is waiting for the misty rain, and I am waiting for you."
"The smoke rises in spirals, thousands of miles away."
"At the bottom of the vase, the Han calligraphy imitates the elegance of the previous dynasty."
"Take it as a foreshadowing for meeting you."
"The sky is waiting for the misty rain, and I am waiting for you."
"The moonlight is fished out, fainting to start the ending."
"Like the blue and white porcelain handed down from generation to generation, it is beautiful."
"Your eyes are smiling."
The gentle and euphemistic sound of the zither became lower and lower, gradually disappearing.
After the song, Qin Bao Bao suddenly covered her mouth, her eyes wet.
Pei Ziqi suddenly came back to her senses, from the sad and sorrowful atmosphere filled with the misty rain of Jiangnan. She slowly shivered, goosebumps all over her body.
The hundreds of audience members at the scene were all silent.
No one seemed to be able to come out of the melancholy and sorrow of the song. Many emotional girls covered their mouths and cried.
Backstage.
Huang Yuteng was excited. "The melody is gentle and euphemistic, elegant and refined. The lyrics are even better. The person who wrote this song is definitely a genius, no, a genius. "
Li Rongxing was even more exaggerated. "How can there be such a beautiful song? How can the lyrics be so well written? It's sad, sad, and moving. Oh my god, I want to cover it, I must cover it. "
Chen Xiaotong pointed at Qin Bao Bao on the screen and said empathetically, "I'm stuck in the song and can't get out."
Liu Xuegang couldn't help but think of the song "Farewell Song" that caused him to fail miserably. Thinking of the young man he met just now, he couldn't help but admire him. "A genius, a genius."
Xu Lu's expression was very good. If it weren't for the camera, she would have flipped the table.
This song … She had no hope at all.
Qin Bao Bao adjusted her mood and said in a nasal voice, "Thank you, everyone."
A moment later, applause broke out.
Everyone stood up at the same time and gave a warm applause.
They didn't say much, just kept applauding to show their admiration. Their expressions were enough to show their surprise, admiration, appreciation, and support at the moment …
Qin Bao Bao stood in the center of the stage and accepted the applause with a smile.
Yin Jia went on stage, wiped her red eyes, and said with a smile, "Yin Jia really cried just now."
The audience unanimously agreed.
No one knew if this girl was acting or if she was sincere.
Then, Xu Lu went on stage. She and Qin Bao Bao stood in the center of the stage.
It was time to vote.
The votes of the two rose one by one. Soon, Xu Lu surpassed Qin Bao Bao and she was firmly in the upper hand.
Xu Lu turned to look at the big screen and breathed a sigh of relief. She couldn't help but smile.
"I'm voting for Xu Lu. I'm her fan, of course I'll support her."
"I support Qin Bao Bao. Her songs are too f * cking amazing. From 'Invisible Wings' to 'Blue and White Porcelain', every song is amazing."
"Hey, Xu Lu is in the lead. What's going on?"
"Xu Lu is an A-lister. She sings well."
"Bullsh * t, how can her song be compared to 'Blue and White Porcelain'? Do you have ears? "
"Xu Lu, Xu Lu!"
"Qin Bao Bao, Qin Bao Bao!"
The audience wanted to fight.
Pei Zi Qi furrowed her brows as she held onto the voting device, hesitating.
Her best friend nagged, "Hey, I'm voting for Qin Bao Bao."
"She sings so well that I cried."
"Ziqi, who are you voting for?"
"Uh, aren't you Xu Lu's fan? Why are you hesitating? "
"Looks like Qin Bao Bao has no chance. Xu Lu has more votes than her."
Pei Ziqi said angrily, "Shut up."
The melody and lyrics of 'Blue and White Porcelain' appeared in her mind. She recalled the urge to cry just now. She gritted her teeth and voted for Qin Bao Bao.
'I'm only interested in the song, not the person. Although I'm voting for you, I still hate you.'
In the middle and end of the voting, Xu Lu's support rate showed signs of weakening. On the other hand, Qin Bao Bao's momentum was strong and soaring.
Qin Bao Bao caught up.
Qin Bao Bao overtook her.
Xu Lu's face darkened. She was very anxious.
She came here with a new song to promote her new album. Whether it was her self-development or her self-esteem, she could not lose. The new song that she had painstakingly worked on was overshadowed by a song of the same genre on the show. Was she still going to release her new album? The company had given her so many resources …
Hurry up and vote for me.
What are you doing?
I'm an A-lister.
Do you have the nerve to call yourselves my fans?
Suddenly, Yin Jia said loudly, "Okay, the voting is over."
On the big screen, the voting results were out.
Many people's expressions changed.
Many people were so excited that they wanted to dance.
Qin Bao Bao: 208 votes.
Xu Lu: 186 votes.
More than 100 votes abstained.
Yin Jia announced, "The final result is … Qin Bao Bao wins."
Applause sounded. The audience cheered.
The atmosphere was lively.
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