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Chapter 143 Shen Qingqing performed an amazing song in the competition!

Position in the first row of the stage.

Yun Zheng, Sam, and the senior executives of Tianyu Company are all sitting here, and what is puzzling is that Rong Jingyan, the eldest son of the Rong family, is also here, and he sits next to Yun Zheng.

"Master Yun, isn't this distribution a bit unfair?" Director Liu of the music distribution department said softly behind Yun Zheng.

But Sam smiled lightly and didn't say a word. He just opened the folder, which contained all the information on these six girls these days.

He has followed Yun Zheng for many years and naturally knows how he does things. It is good for him to arrange this. After all, Ye Kexin and Shen Qingqing have a very good relationship. If they are allowed to confront each other, Shen Qingqing may choose to give up.

Apart from being unable to dance or play the piano due to her limbs, Shen Qingqing's singing skills are the best among them.

As for Ye Kexin, her dancing is good, but her singing skills are unfortunately a bit poor.

The other four women are all mediocre and don't have much special features.

Only Shen Qingqing, who sings well and dresses up a little, can be said to stand out among this group of beauties. In today's entertainment industry, it is also very rare and she is extremely malleable.

So Sam interrupted Director Liu, "Let's wait until they compete one by one, let's score, and then look at the audience's reaction to decide the winner. I think this arrangement is pretty good!"

"Isn't this unfair Sam?"

Sam didn't say anything, just looked at the stage, it was about to start.

The first match was between Ye Kexin and Dai Qian. Ye Kexin chose a sweet song, which, coupled with her petite and cute dressing style today, gave people a different kind of affinity.

In contrast, Dai Qian seemed to have chosen the wrong song. On such a sunny day, she chose a rock music, paired with her black clothes, and her exaggerated dance movements from time to time, which were too inappropriate.

In the end, the audience all ran to listen to Ye Kexin's song. In this round, Ye Kexin won the game.

The second game was not as tense as the first game, and it was quite satisfactory. On the contrary, the woman named Pan Yu, who was dressed in ballet costumes, danced to the song "Swan Lake" very excitingly, while the other woman was ordinary and nothing outstanding. characteristics.

In the third game, Shen Qingqing faced off against Xi Yan.

Shen Qingqing wore a long white dress, ear-length cut hair, and stunning appearance. She had already surpassed Xi Yan as a winner. What's more, Shen Qingqing's song selection was also very good.

The sun shone on Shen Qingqing's body, and she looked like an angel. She raised the microphone and sang in the center of the stage.

She looks soft and weak, but the songs she sings make people feel very emotional, and it is easy to bring people into the singing——

"I don't understand the migration of geese, the travels of fish, the loneliness of vegetation, mountains and rivers

Follow your own heart and move forward step by step

Sadness and timidity, brokenness brings new vitality

I can afford it and have nothing to fear

I can't figure out my destiny and deviate from my original intention

Life and death are like duckweeds

I'll give it all to have no worries

Pass the test and be invincible..."

The singing is so quiet, revealing the vicissitudes of life, but with an attitude of not admitting defeat.

Shen Qingqing stood in the middle of the empty stage, with a determined look in her eyes. Her singing voice was very quiet, but her singing voice gave people a feeling of encouragement.

"Even if I don't know how to draw the sword of time

How the wind of fate blows, how a hero turns into a myth

The thorns gave me the struggle, and I gritted my teeth and gave it back

The flames of war raged, but I continued without saying a word.

Even if I don’t know, how will the horse of time be dismounted?

How exaggerated are the colors in the dream, how are the branches bathed in youthfulness?

The end of the world given to me by love and hate, I tread lightly to feel free and unrestrained

Concern written in blood like ink

Forgot to stay..."


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