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on the stage.

At the end of the music, Li Zhifan stood still.

Holding the microphone with both hands and raising it, his waist suddenly leaned back, and he sang out of breath: "Come on come on come on come on come on come on come on come on... Yayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy!"

This is the most difficult line in the song. The breath must be long, the range must be sufficient, and the pitch must be accurate.

Li Zhifan's last "Ya Yi Ya" almost knocked over the ceiling.

The atmosphere of the audience reached its climax following his voice, but it could not land for a long time. The audience could only express their feelings at this moment with the warmest applause and cheers.

"awesome!"

Gao Jun in the commentary room immediately jumped up, "This is the legendary golden voice!"

Gao Fei said: "This voice has directly changed my understanding of domestic rock music. Usually when we listen to domestic rock music, we always have that kind of thick and vicissitudes of voice. The imitation of the black voice is not in place, and the phlegm is coughing up." It's amazing, but Li Zhifan's voice doesn't have these characteristics at all, instead it reminds me of the lead singers of those excellent rock bands abroad."

"In fact, rock is diverse. Death rock and Britpop are both rock, so our Chinese music can also have its own style of rock music."

Gao Jun said, "Li Zhifan's "Back to LS" today is not only a fusion of our national music, but also an attempt in music. Our music should have more attempts like this, so that we can find ourselves in the world music. position."

……

Online.

The barrage crossed wildly.

"Amazing my brother!"

"The last sentence is already supernatural!"

"Should Li Zhifan use so much force? This is the rematch!"

"Gao Jun is right. Our music should not always be imitated, we should try more."

"It was only halfway through the game, and I felt that this round was over."

"Haha, Zhao Haipeng has encountered a tough bone this time!"

"It's so powerful, I can't believe my ears!"

"With this voice, if I were Zhao Haipeng, I would just give up the game and admit defeat!"

"It is estimated that the highest score tonight is him!"

"Don't forget Teacher Jiangyang Lanze, this is also a true god!"

"That's right, the few singing artists in China have come to support Li Zhifan, it's no wonder they don't win!"

"Guess how many points Li Zhifan can get?"

"9.9!"

"I guess it can't be lower, and it's definitely higher than Zhao Haipeng!"

"I can't stand your one-sided bad-mouthing of Zhao Haipeng! Is it impossible for Zhao Haipeng to win?"

"Yes, but it's very small. If Zhao Haipeng wins all of these, it will be a great legend in the history of TV programs."

……

In the lounge of the Warner Records United.

"Come on, everyone, get your glasses ready!"

Lin Qingbai held a bottle of champagne and was ready to celebrate.

Chen Xiaoshi smiled and said: "Huanyu's Zhao Haipeng hasn't sung yet, are you too anxious?"

"Get ready early!" Lin Qingbai said, "We'll spray champagne on the ceiling as soon as Zhifan comes back later."

Liang Wanbo said enviously: "Brother Lin, I won just now, but I haven't seen you like this!"

Chen Xiaoshi was the first to say: "You won because Mr. Wang made a mistake, otherwise you would have won?"

"Yes!"

Lin Qingbai also said, "In fact, after you finished singing, there was no winner or loser in that round, and you were very dangerous. It wasn't until Old Wang made a mistake that I was sure that you might win. It turns out that you are only better than Old Wang. A few tenths more, if he doesn't make mistakes, you really can't win."

"On the other hand, Zhifan is different this time. Look at the expressions of the referees. I have been paying attention to their actions just now. Basically, no points were deducted. I guess Zhifan's score is very high this time."

"How high can it be?"

Chen Xiaoshi said, "Let's make a prediction?"

"9.9 will definitely not be able to run, but the highest is 9.92, right?"

"Can you make it to 9.93?"

"This is not practical, after all, the referees have deducted points!"

"Anyway, let's keep 2 and fight for 3!"

When talking about Li Zhifan's scoring here, Zhao Haipeng had already played.

He is very good at interpreting love songs, the bass part is painful and sad, and the treble part is heartbreaking. It can be said that he is a powerful singer in this type of interpretation.

But his shortcomings are also obvious.

That is, all songs are a kind of routine, especially in this kind of routine, every note is set up like a machine, which will give people a feeling that they can sing well, but they don't catch people.

This round, Zhao Haipeng is another love song.

And it is also a song that he wrote himself and has not yet published.

As soon as he came up, he showed a look of bitterness and hatred, his eyes were absent, his lips were confinement, as if he had just lost love.

One advantage of an original singer like him is that he can write songs that suit him according to his vocal range.

So this song continues Zhao Haipeng's personal style as always, and fully reflects his personal characteristics.

Moreover, the musical instruments that accompany this song are piano, guitar and violin, and there are no other musical instruments, not even a drum set.

It is this arrangement that makes the song even more sad and sad.

A song ends.

Zhao Haipeng breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes that had been slack just now suddenly became enlightened, and he looked at the referees on the high platform in front of him with piercing eyes.

After bowing, he turned around to Li Zhifan who was waiting on the side of the stage, and made a gesture of please.

Li Zhifan stepped onto the stage, Zhao Haipeng smiled and shook hands with Li Zhifan, the scene was extremely harmonious.

But this is the arena after all, and Li Zhifan could still see a bit of competition in his eyes.

The referee Wu Ding saw the kindness between the two, and asked with a smile: "There doesn't seem to be a sense of war between you two? Would you like to comment on each other's performance just now?"

Zhao Haipeng first picked up the microphone: "He is very strong, this is just a game, but he made a very amazing performance, which is where I am lacking, and his ideas are also very advanced, which is where I learn .”

Wu Ding nodded, then looked at Li Zhifan: "What about you?"

Li Zhifan thanked Zhao Haipeng first, and then said: "His singing is very delicate and has a very personal taste. There are not many people who can sing with their heart and mind. This is something I should learn from him. The place."

Wu Ding smiled and said: "Okay! You have finished what I want to say. In fact, Zhifan's singing is also very personal. Sometimes you sing freely and freely, but it is more touching. Haipeng, your songs The writing is also good, but locked in your own conditions, you should try to break through yourself and sing some songs that you haven't tried before."

After speaking, Wu Ding put down the microphone and signaled Xiao Lei to start grading.

Xiao Lei picked up the mineral water on the table before reading.

The audience couldn't help whimpering: It's over... it's time to place an advertisement again!

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