The Asian Singing Competition hosted by Li's TV is only an amateur competition. It is a public entertainment for rookies to compete with each other. For the sake of fairness, professional singers are not allowed to participate. Once discovered, their qualifications will be disqualified.

Waiting for unknown things is always the most painful. Every two or three minutes, someone leaves their seat. The originally full lounge is now mostly empty, and the players who were talking and laughing just now have also become quiet.

Everyone had varying degrees of nervousness on their faces, and some players even muttered words, making the atmosphere even more tense.

"Hi, classmate sister, hello, my name is Zhang Guorong, how should I call you?" A young man sat over and struck up a conversation with a smile.

Kuang Meiyun was thinking about something when she suddenly heard someone speaking softly to her. She turned around and saw a handsome-looking boy. However, she could feel that the other person had no ill intentions and was just simply curious about her.

Thinking of this, she softly replied: "Well, my name is Kuang Meiyun."

"By the way, I'm number 13, what's your number?" the young man continued to ask.

"I'm number 24, I should be there soon." Kuang Meiyun rubbed the number plate in her hand, lowered her head and said softly. She was not used to talking to strangers, although the young man beside her gave people a sunny and cheerful impression.

"The song I am participating in is an English song American Pie. You should have heard it before. What song are you going to sing next?" the young man asked with a smile.

"I'm not very familiar with English songs, I'm singing a song." Kuang Meiyun said about the song she was going to sing, a sweet smile appeared on her face, and she felt a little calmer in her heart.

"Song?" The young man suddenly felt a little surprised. He originally thought that she also sang English songs, or at least Mandarin songs, but she just sang Cantonese songs, and she was suitable for singing at her age.

Not many.

It’s not that he looks down on those who sing Cantonese songs. Although several high-quality Cantonese songs have become popular in recent years, singers participating in singing competitions usually sing English songs and Mandarin songs, while contestants who sing English songs

It will make people take a high look.

The young man originally wanted to ask in detail. At this time, a staff member from Lishi came in, looked around and shouted: "No. 13, Mr. Zhang Guorong, please come with me. You are next."

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"I'm here, thank you." Zhang Guorong stood up with a smile and waved to him, then lowered his head and said to Kuang Meiyun: "I'll go on stage first, let's talk next time."

"Well, come on, I wish you good luck." Kuang Meiyun raised her head and gave him a smile.

"Then let's work hard together." After Zhang Guorong said this, he clenched his fist with his right hand to make a cheering gesture, then turned around and followed the staff's guidance, slowly heading towards the backstage exit and waited for a while.

"Please invite the next contestant Zhang Guorong." Hearing the host's announcement, Zhang Guorong strode quickly onto the stage under the urging of the backstage staff.

The dazzling lights made Zhang Guorong squint his eyes. He steadied himself a little, took the microphone handed over by the host, nodded in the direction of the judges and said: "Hello judges, hello everyone in the audience, my name is Zhang Guorong.

This time I will sing an American pie for you."

Zhong Jinghui and Li Xiaotian at the judges' table saw Zhang Guorong walking on the stage and both showed smiles of approval. They had a good impression of this handsome boy with long hair and handsome but not frivolous. Zhong Jinghui smiled and nodded to Zhang Guorong.

He can start.

Zhang Guorong was still a little nervous when facing several judges, and he held the microphone in his hand tightly. However, as the prelude of "American Pie" slowly sounded, Zhang Guorong's face softened, and he sang softly with an immersed expression:

“a long, long time ago,

i can still remember

how the music usedmakesmile…”

After Zhang Guorong sang a few words, Li Xiaotian on the judges' bench frowned slightly. This handsome young man on the stage obviously failed to grasp the rhythm of the piano and was out of tune with the accompaniment music. He sounded a bit messy.

I couldn't help but secretly thought it was a pity.

"Ding, ding, ding." Just when Zhang Guorong was singing less than half of the song, a judge on the scene rang the bell, and then the accompaniment music stopped. Zhang Guorong, who was standing on the stage, looked a little stunned. He couldn't help but

Looking at the judges nervously, he also knew that his performance just now was not very good and he was probably eliminated by the judges. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel a little discouraged.

"Mr. Zhang Guorong, thank you for your performance. Please come to our backstage to take a rest, and remember to pay attention to the results of the competition that we will announce in the near future." The emcee Liu Yinghong walked out from the side with a smile and made a greeting to Zhang Guorong.

gesture.

However, when Li Xiaotian was preparing to interview the next contestant after scoring him on Zhang Guorong's information, he heard the young man in front of him boldly ask him: "Can I sing a cappella again? I know I was a little nervous just now.

, the singing is very substandard.”

Faced with such a sincere request from a young man, several judges were a little surprised. They looked at each other, and finally Zhong Jinghui smiled and nodded, indicating that Zhang Guorong could continue.

"Thank you." Zhang Guorong thanked the judges, suppressed the negative emotions in his heart, and sang an acapella version of "American Pie" word for word from the young man's mouth, flowing into the ears of Zhong Jinghui, Li Xiaotian and the audience present.

Facts have proved that what Zhang Guorong said is true. The a cappella performance this time was quite good. The audience was very engaged in listening. The other two judges couldn't help but nodded. However, Li Xiaotian remained expressionless and could not see any difference from before.

attitude, but Zhong Jinghui still looked at him with a smile.

As Zhang Guorong sang on the stage, he also paid careful attention to the expressions of the judges. He felt a little uneasy. He didn't know how the judges evaluated his performance. He just saw the encouraging smile on Zhong Jinghui's face.

, he felt a little more confident, and his condition became better and better as he sang.

But unexpectedly, after Zhang Guorong sang half of the song, the judges rang the bell again. Zhang Guorong's face was a little dull, and he wanted to ask the judges to let him continue singing the eight-and-a-half-minute American Pie.

He went down, but in the end he managed to say "thank you" with difficulty, then bowed slightly and left the stage.

"Due to the preliminary selection this time, according to the rules of the competition, each contestant only needs to sing half a song." The emcee seemed to see Zhang Guorong's confusion and worry, and reiterated the rules of the competition with a smile.

After hearing the emcee's answer, Zhang Guorong's frustrated mood calmed down a bit, but he was still a little worried. He didn't perform well the first time, and his second performance should be good, but what will be the final result?

He didn't know, so he had no choice but to leave the dance studio feeling worried about gains and losses.

Although the preliminary round adopts a direct elimination system, after the judges complete the score sheet, the accounting department staff of Li's TV Station will compile the statistical results. After the preliminary round, the list of candidates for the semi-finals will be announced in the media, and no decision will be made on the spot to participate.
Chapter completed!