Rebirth: How a Loser Became a Prince Charming

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As soon as this proposal was said, all the people were full of interest. Everyone looked at Qin Guan, who was on the stage lightly, and couldn't help but get curious.

What kind of singing voice would such a dull man standing next to Nick Carter put his opponent against?

Hearing the proposed Cong Nianwei, the muscles at the corners of her mouth twitched slightly imperceptibly. She had been torn by Qin Guan's bathroom songs many times, but she knew the singing level of Qin Guan very well.

Against the background of the professional singer Zhu Yu, if Qin Guan sings a few well-formed songs, that would really be as low as dust.

Thinking of Cong Nianwei's sudden grief and misfortune, Qin Guan, who has always been known for his unfavorable disadvantages, is going to fall behind this time.

Who knows that Qin Guan on the stage, after hearing Nick Carter’s words, was just like everyone else, and said very calmly: “Okay! I don’t listen to English songs very much. To be honest, I’m usually busy. Rarely listen."

This is ridiculed, but there are singers and producers of various American music genres. You said at such a party that you don't like listening to songs, you are a cow.

Nick Carter's hilariousness for a while, and Qu Xuemei frowned, turned his head to the top of Qin Guan's food. What should I say about Qin Guan's status on the stage now? A little strange?

Then Qu Xuemei saw a huge open glass with a straw inside. The liquid in the glass had bottomed out, and it should have been given by Qin Guan to drink as a drink.

Qu Xuemei picked up the glass and sniffed gently, and a faint smell of alcohol floated out. Juice cocktail, a kind of cocktail that has no feeling of drinking, but has great stamina.

This child Qin Guan may have drunk 500ML of alcoholic beverage without knowing it. No wonder, Qin Guan's smile on the stage will be so strange.

Oops! No one has seen Qin Guan's performance status after drinking alcohol. This self-disciplined boy is a dedicated professional who does not smoke or drink during working hours.

Unfortunately, reality does not allow Qu Xuemei to think that Nick Carter on the side has handed the microphone to Qin Guan, and the audience under the stage also calmed down with a sigh of relief.

"Ah, do you know that I am from China? Chinese is my mother tongue, so ah, music is naturally a combination of multiple art languages."

"Don't always be confined to the circle of European and American pop music, but look farther."

"Which of those music masters and the most famous music writers is not the strength of Bozhong? Take the best of all places? Is it right for American music to be more distinctive?"

Go! This drunk is still educated, just like a primary school student said to the old cannon in the bureau, you are not doing this wrong, pay attention next time, it is as funny.

"So, everyone, pay attention. I sing very well below. You may not have heard it in your life. If you have professional composers and producers, you can remember how many music expressions I sing! "

This nonsense, Qu Xuemei intends to deal with the sudden verbal criticism tomorrow, and only the star **** trio who have no knowledge of Qin Guan’s music level will wait in the starry eyes of that face. Qin Guan's opening.

And this is the voice, Shi Potian shocked!

"One mountain after another~~~

A stream of water~~

Our Central Red Army to Northern Shaanxi~~

Thousands of households, hey, hey, hey~"

Northern Shaanxi folk songs...

Poo poo... Cong Nianwei and Qu Xuemei heard the Qin Guan roar, and immediately squirted out the drink in their mouths, which was stuffy.

A group of sorrows and urges from the audience suddenly fell into the state of petrification. Ah, what a high voice, what a subtle tone, with a rural atmosphere that is unclear.

And an independent musician on the side has already taken out the note paper and pen placed in the side pocket by the waiter and started to record the musical symbols that most people can't understand.

Inspiration, musical inspiration from different worlds, different expressions and artistic expressions, this singing style is too interesting.

It's a pity that when everyone first got used to Qin Guan's singing method, he on the stage at this time was converted into another song.

It seems that he is planning to bring everyone a big skewer of songs this time.

"Hongyan~~~in the sky~~in pairs and rows~~The river is long and autumn grass yellow~The sound of the grass on the tree is melodious~~"

Don't worry about Qin Guan's voice in the Mongolian folk song "Hongyan", but for the completeness of the copy of the song, he said that first, then no one is second.

Qin Guan melodiously sang the desolate Shanxi folk songs and the long tunes of Mongolian folk songs. He sang around Liang Liang for three days, and the best way to test them was under the stands.

Haven't you watched the producer M, who is known for making wind everywhere and famous for making exotic songs, already covering her chest and getting dizzy?

"Oh, what should I do? I don't know what he meant, but listen!"

"Oh my God, I think I am in love with his second tone!"

Suddenly after singing a long tone unique to Mongolia, Qin Guan set his sights off the stage, and a lady kept flashing the hollow carved sandalwood fan on her hand to cover up the excitement in his heart.

He suddenly knelt down halfway, and stretched out his slender hand towards the lady on the side of the field, and motioned to the other party to borrow the fan in his hand.

The flattered middle-aged lady did not hesitate to make it valuable. The fan bones were sandalwood painting fans inlaid with broken jade, which were handed to Qin Guan.

The boy on the stage just smiled at his bright jewels, and was also equipped with this fan!

Qin Guan took over the fan, the boldness of others, he can not be stingy, right? So he blinked playfully towards the generous lady under the court.

And Hilton who has been paying attention to him all the time, suddenly the whole person is not good, me! I have it too! I also have a fan...

Qin Guan, who got the props, didn't stop. With a pinch of two fingers, he spread out the fan directly, and then covered his face in half with the most beautiful posture in the world.

At this time, Qin Guan changed the heroic singing of Northwest folk songs on the stage, and instantly became like another person, charming and enchanting.

The shadow blocked by the fan, mixed with jewels in the face on his side, gave a hint of extraordinarily enchanting.

Under the cover of the slightly drooping long eyelashes, the clear eyes looked even more mysterious. The red light above his head just shot above Qin Guan, making his lips look so gorgeous and ruddy. (To be continued.)