When Liao Jian announced the duel list, everyone looked at Song Yu.

It's not that I'm gloating about his misfortune, I just think he's too unlucky.

Wang Zhi's mouth tilted and he smiled.

He had already known from Wang Jinquan that his opponent was Song Yu, so he was not surprised.

As the King of Heaven, he considers himself to be open-minded.

Song Yu just doesn't take it to heart, but since he has offended Longteng Entertainment, it might be a good idea to teach him a lesson.

Anyway, he has been in the industry for more than ten years and has seen countless geniuses.

Some are more terrifying than Song Yu now.

But in the end it fell into mediocrity after a few good songs.

Writing songs is actually not difficult.

Just writing a good song is very difficult and depends on talent and luck.

Just because Song Yu has three good songs doesn't mean that it will be the same in the future.

There are only a few evergreens in the entire music scene.

Wang Zhi doesn't believe that Song Yu can be popular for too long.

Maybe you don't need to do anything yourself, and it will disappear in a few years.

Facing the strange eyes, Song Yu looked calm.

By this time, he was too lazy to pretend.

I showed my cards, and I hit the king.

On the other hand, Yan Hu was a little unable to hold himself tight.

Even though we know that Song Yu's new album is of extremely high quality, his opponent is the King after all.

He is still very stressed.

"According to the order of pairing, Ni Ya and Che Heng will play in one group."

Liao Jian asked someone to move out another cardboard box.

This time I drew a theme.

Ni Ya and Che Heng stood up.

It can be seen from the expressions that Ni Ya is confident and indifferent, while Che Heng looks a little melancholy.

There is indeed a gap in strength between the two people.

The former singer-songwriter, Hexagon Warrior, doesn't have much of a weakness.

The latter are called bitter love singers, and their famous works are all bitter love songs. Such songs obviously do not have an advantage in competition.

Ni Ya and Che Heng played rock-paper-scissors.

The winner is won by the car scale, and the lot is drawn by putting the carton into the box.

"It's rock and roll."

Liao Jian looked at the content of the note and announced.

Che Heng's face turned even more bitter.

Rock music is especially suitable for Ni Ya, and his chances of winning are even lower.

Sure enough, after the two people finished singing, Ni Ya took the first place with 634 votes.

The total number of votes was 800, which shows how miserable Che Heng was. With only over 100 votes, he lost so badly.

Song Yu watched with gusto from not far away.

Being able to listen to so many big guys singing up close makes this trip not in vain.

This is different from being on the singing stage.

At that time all he saw was the legs.

Now I just listen to the music.

Ni Ya was the first to win, while Yan Ping and Mao Qiang were the second and third.

All three are worthy of their current fame.

The strength is really amazing.

Especially Yan Ping reminded Song Yu of Han Lei, the 'Voice of the Emperor' in his previous life.

After the fourth group ended, it was his and Wang Zhi's turn.

Two people stepped forward.

Without waiting for rock-paper-scissors, Wang Zhi said: "Go and draw lots."

The domineering power of the King of Heaven is undoubtedly revealed.

Song Yu didn't say anything, and casually took out a note and handed it to Liao Jian.

"The theme is ancient style."

Wang Zhi suddenly showed a confident smile.

In this world, Daxia is the strongest country, so it has extremely strong cultural self-confidence.

The ancient style was born out of traditional culture and is very popular among audiences.

Just like the trend, as a singer, if you don't sing an ancient style, you will be out of date.

But when I say it is ancient style, I actually mainly refer to the lyrics.

Mostly use plain Chinese mixed with Chinese or full Chinese.

Composition and arrangement are still essentially the same as those of pop music.

According to Song Yu's words, this is just a pseudo-archaism.

"The King of Heaven invites you first."

Song Yu stepped back, leaving the stage to Wang Zhi.

And he was not polite and discussed it with music director Liang Bei.

Because it is a new song, it seems a little slow.

After waiting for half an hour, letters appeared on the big screen.

Song title: The Sword in the Heart.

Composer and arranger: Tian Xiang.

Lyricist: Qu Qin.

"It's a new song indeed." Mao Qiang, who was sitting on the sofa, couldn't help but say.

"It's still the Iron Triangle, which is really exciting." Ni Ya said with a smile, "I'm lucky today."

Among the ten singers, apart from Song Yu, she is the only one who can write and sing.

Pay more attention to the new songs.

After all, the old songs have been heard before, and no matter how much they are adapted, they will only change the ingredients without changing the ingredients.

In addition, the cooperation of these three people is enough to interest her.

"The sword never grows old."

Yan Ping felt a little emotional and envious. He thought he was no worse than Wang Zhi in terms of strength, but the team behind him was too weak.

Tian Xiang and Qu Qin are both over forty years old, but they still have such creative power, which is simply incredible.

Before Wang Zhi started singing on the stage, the audience was already shouting one after another, showing his outrageous popularity.

"pity."

Ni Ya glanced at Song Yu.

The so-called heroes cherish heroes.

As both a singer-songwriter, she admires Song Yu very much.

Especially the song "Big Fish" is her favorite recently.

But when he met Wang Zhi, he was unlucky.

If it were anyone else, Song Yu would still have the possibility of victory.

When the music played, Wang Zhi raised his hand gently, and the hall immediately became quiet. He nodded with satisfaction.

After a few seconds, he started singing.

Lyrics with quite ancient meanings also appeared one by one on the big screen behind him.
To be continued...