Chapter 839 Entering the Finals

When the last note fell, the audience burst into thunderous applause.

"God, this song is so good."

"It's amazing, it really is produced by Yunhuang, it must be a fine product."

"What is a match made in heaven? Now I understand."

"Empress Yun Qing's singing skills are really unparalleled. But the most touching thing is their seamless cooperation. Anyway, I will definitely vote for one of them."

After the singing, Xiao Yunhai and Zhao Wanqing came out of the mood of the song at the same time, smiled at each other, and bowed to the band below the stage and next to them holding hands.

Amid everyone's applause, 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 laughed and said, "It's unbelievable that a twenty-four-year-old young man can write such a profound song."

Wang Lindao: "The songs he wrote in the past are not worse than today's, but we rarely hear his live versions, so we feel so amazing. The singing just now is the most emotional set I have heard, maybe You are a husband and wife, so you sing more emotionally. I saw many fans, especially some female fans, cry. If I also have three votes, I will definitely choose you."

The host Zhang Yanrong smiled and said, "Mr. Wang, please don't say any more. Your comment has already exceeded the scope, and you are suspected of canvassing for Queen Yun Huangqing."

"Hahaha."

The fans at the scene laughed.

Wang Lin also shook his head with a wry smile, and said, "This is too strict. It's illegal to say anything."

Zhang Yanrong said: "No way, this is the rule. Mr. Xiao, do you have anything to say to everyone?"

Xiao Yunhai said: "Everyone knows that the leader of my family is pregnant. Originally, my family and I were reluctant to let her come to participate in this show, and the reason should be clear to everyone, for fear of tiring her and affecting her stomach. The child. But this stage has extraordinary meaning to her. Even if the two old people persuaded her for an hour, she could not let her give up. This is the first time I have seen it since we met. She is so serious and stubborn. From this, we can see the importance of "Singer Night" in her heart. Therefore, I hope that her efforts can be rewarded by everyone. Thank you."

Xiao Yunhai's words received applause from everyone again.

Xiao Yunhai walked off the stage, put his arms around Zhao Wanqing's fragrant shoulders, and returned to the singer's exclusive room.

After the next two contestants finished their performances, the 15 million spectators at the scene were confused, but they chose the singer they thought was the best.

More than 30 musicians left together with the notary of the notary office, and went to the backstage to count the votes nervously.

This period of time will take at least 25 minutes, so Jiangsu TV station invited many young singers to perform wonderful performances on the stage to pass this boring time.

After the performance of the five singers, Jiangsu TV station ran another five-minute commercial, and the votes were finally counted.

Li Meng glanced at the transcript in his hand and said: "Okay, now the singers' votes are in my hands. Before the announcement, we would like to thank the thirty-two expert judges and the Nanjing Notary Office for their work. Great support from the staff for our program."

Hearing Li Meng's words, everyone gave their own applause to the face.

Li Mengdao: "Next, we will start to announce the top six singers. The number of votes from high to low is Zhao Wanqing, Han Chenghui, Cai Pingya, Rick, Li Xugang and Ye Li. The six singers will draw lots again to decide the order of appearances. "

In the hall, the six singers took the number cards one by one, Zhao Wanqing's luck was overwhelming again, she got the number 6, and she was the last one to appear.

Rick had bad luck once, and when he saw the number 1 in his hand, the whole person felt bad.

"Why? Why is it my first time to sing. God, is there anyone more pitiful than me?"

Zhao Wanqing smiled and said, "Rick, I can change it with you."

Rick said in surprise: "Miss Zhao, you are so kind. However, as a gentleman, how could I do such a thing. Everyone, let me prepare first."

After that, Rick went back to the room to change clothes.

The other singers also went back to their rooms.

Obviously, for the final song king showdown, everyone tried their best.

The top five singers all showed their own skills in housekeeping. Without exception, the songs they sang were all new songs, and the first classic song won warm applause from the scene.

"Night of the Singers is simply amazing."

"Yeah, the five classic songs make me fascinated."

"At this stage, everyone has no longer reserved them, and they have shown their own skills. Even Cai Pingya, the queen of the world, made a high-pitched voice, which is really wonderful."

"Han Chenghui's dance is also very good. It seems to be a mixture of multiple dances."

"Then it depends on who you are comparing with. Compared with ordinary singers, Han Chenghui's dance has absolutely nothing to say. But if you compare it with Yun Huang's space walk and mechanical dance, hehe, the difference is not a little bit."

"Nonsense. Is Emperor Yun a human? Only a fool compares to him."

"Okay, don't talk anymore, it's Qinghou's turn to take the stage. I heard that Emperor Yun wrote her a song "Give You A Little Color", I don't know what to do. Let's listen carefully."

On the stage, Xiao Yunhai wore an old-fashioned white gown and led a group of farmers onto the stage.

Seeing what everyone was holding, both fans and judges couldn't help but be stunned.

"I said, that stone and stool are also musical instruments? Why am I a little dizzy."

"The old man seems to be holding a bangzi, is this also a musical instrument?"

"That hexagonal thing seems to be a bit reliable. It should be a piano, but I have never seen it before."

"Emperor Yun seems to be holding a copper bowl. Is this a big move?"

Ye Qun looked at a group of old men sitting on the stage, raised his eyes, and asked Wang Lin next to him: "Mr. Wang, Mr. Xiao used to be an artist in your company. Do you know what he is doing?"

Wang Lin smiled bitterly and said, "How do I know. I heard that these old folks are folk artists who sing Huayin's old tune in Shaanxi. I don't know how to sing it, and there is no related video even on the Internet. I guess Xiao Yunhai should combine this art form with popular songs. What is 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 tapped the copper bowl in his hand on the top of his head.

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