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Chapter 305 Extra Match

Speaking of the connection between the tune and the lyrics.

According to the public aesthetic understanding.

The former is actually greater than the latter.

Some people always feel that a good melody is enough.

Lyrics as long as you can see the past.

It's not a big problem if it's not particularly non-mainstream.

After all, some powerful singers can impress the audience with just a wordless song.

If you look at it this way.

It further illustrates the importance of an excellent melody.

But at the moment.

The feeling that this song "Exile" brings to people is completely reversed.

Words are greater than music.

You can say that the melody of this song is average.

But it cannot be said that it is poorly written.

Even words give people a heavier feeling.

every sentence.

It seems to have been finely crafted.

It has a long meaning.

Most people think that Fang Zhenhai's current wave is not stable.

But their surprised voices seemed to make Han Meng nervous on the stage.

Ever since.

No unexpected words.

accident happened

I dipped in frost to paint the autumn

The most difficult to draw

Maybe there is no autumn in this world

It's just that outsiders haven't woken up

Sang half of the chorus.

Han Meng suddenly forgot his words.

The brain is momentarily blank.

The words on the lips suddenly turned into humming.

Fortunately, it didn't completely collapse.

After humming for about a few seconds.

I remembered again.

Continue to connect.

Love is the most difficult word

the hardest to find

Infinite Danqing hand in the world

how to draw sorrow

See this scene.

Everyone at the scene was surprised.

No one thought of it.

Following the Fang Zhenhai accident.

There are even singers who can forget words.

They all expressed their disbelief.

The odds are incredible.

"I'm going, what's going on, I forgot my words in the knockout round, I'm so pissed off."

"It's terrible, the chain will be dropped at a critical moment."

"It won't be gone."

"It's too embarrassing to lose this song."

"Fang Zhenhai's luck has run out, this is it."

"Don't lose."

"It's difficult, the other two people's scores are not low."

"I'm speechless, what is Han Meng doing?"

In front of the TV.

Chen Ruyan jumped three feet high from the sofa.

As Fang Zhenhai's brainless fan.

I really can't accept this breakthrough situation.

"What's going on? What the hell is Han Meng doing? It's been an hour, and he can't even memorize the lyrics?" After taking on the role, she was very angry.

Seeing this, the younger brother next to him was speechless and said, "Sister, I remember you spent several days learning a song before."

"Shut up, I'm an amateur, can I be the same as them?" Chen Ruyan stared.

"These singers are also amateurs." The younger brother explained.

"Amateur ass."

Before he could finish speaking, Chen Ruyan retorted loudly: "That's what I said to the outside world, but these people must be internal singers, and the worst are trainees."

"not so"

Brother still wants to speak for the other party.

Chen Ruyan was even more angry, and immediately asked loudly: "Where is your boy? You know or I do, don't you want to mess around?"

"Ahem, sister, I will definitely stand by your side to support Fang Zhenhai, this Han Meng is really, she forgot her words, I will scold her for you."

Seeing that the old lady wants to transfer the firepower.

The younger brother hastily expressed his opinion.

Chen Yuyan gave him a blank look.

Immediately afterwards, he looked at the picture on the TV with a worried face.

at the same time.

in the background.

Deng Guanghui's eyes lit up.

Zheng Chaobo, who was not in the mood to chat with the cameraman, also became enthusiastic.

gloat?

The same can be said.

But that's the fun part of the show.

Otherwise, it would be very difficult to win with the lyrics of "Farewell" and the song "Living in Exile".

Deng Guanghui is fine.

Second at best.

But Zheng Chaobo is really finished.

In the hearts of two people.

The biggest enemy right now is Fang Zhenhai.

Just let him be eliminated first.

There will be less pressure in the back.

In another living room.

Fang Zhenhai didn't expect the singer to forget the lyrics at this juncture.

Even if it was sung in the end.

But those few hums should not be too embarrassing.

Individuals can hear it.

this.

It's a waste of Mr. Lin's two works.

Are you angry?

There must be some.

But for Fang Zhenhai.

It's more of a pity.

Because of Mr. Lin's strength.

It's not a problem to win the show.

can now.

Because of the singer.

There is a high probability that they will go home early.

What is this called.

"Boss Lin, this."

Fang Zhenhai hesitated to speak.

"It's okay, if you lose, you lose."

Lin Hao didn't mind the result at all.

He was eating a popsicle bought by his employees.

Ice cold is very comfortable.

on the stage.

Han Meng, who knew he had made a mistake, looked extremely pale.

Let yourself be screwed the first time you get on stage.

It can be said to be terrified.

All kinds of negative thoughts come to mind.

Almost couldn't stand anymore.

Grading stage.

She hurriedly turned her head to stare at the big screen.

Clenched fists.

I really hope the score can be higher.

200 points.

400 points.

600 points.

700 points.

Even if there was an accident in the singing session.

But the audience and judges still appreciate the song.

The increase in scores is pretty good.

at last.

A few more jumps.

It turned out to be fixed at 789 points!

The total score is 2119 to 2119.

The two share the same score!

"I go."

"this"

"No?"

"Same score?"

"I'm stunned."

"What a coincidence."

Score out.

Everyone was blindfolded again.

Zheng Chaobo hasn't relaxed for a while.

His face immediately became stiff again.

All singers make mistakes.

How could Fang Zhenhai still get the same points as him?

How much these people love this song.

It's too unreasonable.

Mistake.

That was a mistake.

Can you guys wake up?

He just couldn't complain.

"This is the first time this has happened. I have to ask the director's team for advice. Please wait a moment." Gu Shichang explained to everyone, dumbfounded.

This is the studio.

Rong Tianyi hastily called everyone to a meeting.

Waited fifteen minutes or so.

The result came out.

Gu Shichang received the message through the headset.

After sorting it out, he said to the scene: "Because the two producers currently have the same score, in order not to affect the subsequent competition, the director team decided to play another round."

The audience immediately became excited when they heard it.

"pretty."

"There's nothing wrong with extra games."

"I can listen to music again."

"Fang Zhenhai won."

"Just as I thought."

"Don't be so confident."

"Turn over to find out."

Gu Shichang invited Fang Zhenhai and Zheng Chaobo up: "I wonder if the two producers and teachers agree with the program team's decision?"

Fang Zhenhai who got a second chance nodded immediately.

Zhang Chaobo was helpless.

You can only follow suit.

"Well, due to the limited live broadcast time of the program, the competition rules will be adjusted appropriately."

Gu Shichang said slowly: "The two producers and teachers only have one hour to create and rehearse. After one hour, the performance will officially begin."

One hour?

Hear the announcement.

Fang Zhenhai showed no expression.

Zheng Chaobo's back molars were almost crushed.

He really wanted to ask the program team if they were still human.

Are you sure this isn't a prank show?

It can be seen that the other party is silent.

He could only endure it.

"One hour, the program team is really ruthless." Jin Jiangjun said with emotion.

"The broadcasting time of the TV station is fixed, and the delay cannot be too much. It is estimated that this hour has been won." Chen Shaoguang explained.

"All the changes can be omitted, just cover it directly." Zhang Weifang followed suit to make suggestions.

"Fang Zhenhai has performed in "The Best Lost Friend", an hour is not difficult for him." Xu Tingkai said.

"It doesn't matter if it's him or 'Whale Falling', I don't think I can do it again." Chen Shaoguang shook his head.

"Maybe." Xu Tingkai laughed.

The rules are notified.

Then the propositions and singers of the two producers were randomly selected.

【Graduation season】

Fang Zhenhai【Han Meng】

Zheng Chaobo 【Joe Shuang】

The audience takes a look.

I couldn't laugh anymore.

Han Meng was almost sent away by Fang Zhenhai just now.

Unexpectedly, the two were tied together again.

Nie Yuan ah this is.

And Qiao Shuang.

It can be said that Han Meng is the same.

I also forgot the lyrics when I sang Deng Guanghui's works.

The two are exactly the same.

"show."

"It's random, I'm convinced."

"The system is doing something."

"The two pit singers all came out."

"A battle for redemption."

"Haha, I'm so happy."

"What if I forget the words again? Do I hide myself?"

"really interesting."

Both Fang Zhenhai and Zheng Chaobo looked a little unnatural.

But he still took the two of them down.

The audience does not dislike being boring.

Wait an hour to listen to two songs.

All feel earned.

chat chat.

Spank fart.

Rehearsal room.

Han Meng was deeply ashamed.

He was apologizing to Fang Zhenhai all the time.

"It's okay, forget it in the past, and besides, I haven't been eliminated yet." Fang Zhenhai was dissatisfied in his heart, but he stretched out his hand without hitting anyone's smiling face, and immediately turned the page.

"If I hadn't forgotten my words, you wouldn't have to participate in this round of playoffs, you would have been able to advance directly."

Han Meng was talking.

Tears also flowed down.

"It's okay, hey, don't cry."

Fang Zhenhai agreed that she was telling the truth, but he was a little speechless when he saw her crying: "If you cry, you won't be able to perform well after a while."

Han Meng was taken aback.

Hastily wiped away tears and said, "I won't cry anymore."

At this time.

The staff quietly sent the song over again.

hiss~

so fast.

Fang Zhenhai was slightly surprised.

After participating in this competition.

For Mr. Lin's creative speed.

His ability to accept is getting stronger day by day.

All numb.

An hour was not long.