Listening to the song sung by the sixth son again, I am a big wronged species

Definitely will win!

Absolutely!

. . .

Yum Entertainment.

Office of the Artist Director.

At this time, Liu Fenghua was raising his legs.

Watching the live broadcast of "Who is the King of Singers".

After she heard Ye Ming's singing just now, her lost confidence came back.

Nie Xiaocong did not disappoint her.

It exploded as soon as I opened my voice.

Stunned.

She knew that Nie Xiaocong would definitely win tonight.

There is absolutely no one who will be Nie Xiaocong's opponent.

So what if Ye Ming sings well?

Don't you want to make a wedding dress for Nie Xiaocong?

Thinking of Ye Ming.

Liu Fenghua was in a very upset mood.

Especially when thinking about what Ye Ming said just now.

She was even more upset.

She was even more upset.

What does it mean to be playing a game, then interrupted by a phone call, and to lose all hope, and thus write this song?

Go to your uncle.

she knows.

Ye Ming definitely did this on purpose.

Definitely buried her on purpose.

"Hmph, I'll just wait and see how you're going to be pissed off tonight."

"No.1 tonight belongs to Nie Xiaocong."

Liu Fenghua watched with satisfaction.

. . .

on the stage.

Nie Xiaocong has fully entered the state.

Fully into the state.

This song "Never Settles the Sun" also takes full care of his subwoofer-like voice.

Rarely high pitched.

Give full play to the advantages of his bass.

Nie Xiaocong enjoyed singing.

Really cool to sing.

He has a feeling that this stage is his own stage.

tonight.

He is the brightest star here.

When the last lyric falls.

Nie Xiaocong's passionate singing is also over, the curtain has come to an end.

He couldn't get enough of it.

Obviously not singing enough.

Also at this time.

The audience in the audience immediately exploded, completely maxed out.

"Ahhh, it's really nice to hear, did you cry when you heard it?"

"This is the ultimate subwoofer, it's so good to hear the explosion."

"It turns out that this is the voice of God appreciating food. It's so invincible, it's really invincible."

"It sounds good, this voice is really unique."

""Never Settles the Sun" is also good, it is a good song, but the most outstanding thing is Nie Xiaocong's voice."

"I also found out that now all I can think of is his subwoofer, but I don't pay much attention to what he sings."

"Oh, me too, I only have his voice in my head, but how he sings, what he expresses in this song, I don't pay attention."

"It sounds good and it's over."

"I feel that Ye Ming, the sixth child, is in danger."

"Nonsense, Ye Ming, the sixth child, is really going to die, and he will definitely lose tonight."

"..."

at this moment.

The audience in the audience was completely blown away.

boil up.

Teacher Ke also stepped onto the stage.

He looked at Nie Xiaocong and sighed, "Oh, I didn't expect that the replacement singer tonight would be Mr. Nie."

"Sings so well."

"This song "Never Settles the Sun" is really a masterpiece, especially the subwoofer of Mr. Nie, it is really amazing."

"Thank you Teacher Nie for bringing us such a beautiful song."

Nie Xiaocong enjoyed hearing Teacher Ke's words.

Then he replied modestly: "Thank you, I hope everyone will like this song "Never Settles Sunset"."

Teacher Ke said with a smile: "I believe everyone will like it very much. Teacher Lin Yi wrote the lyrics and composed the music, and then Teacher Nie performed it. It is really amazing."

"This song is absolutely going to blow up."

"What a surprise."

"I didn't expect that there would be a second teacher singing original and new songs on this stage."

"It takes a lot of courage."

"Congratulations."

After Teacher Ke finished speaking, he said a few more words to Nie Xiaocong, and then asked Nie Xiaocong to leave the stage.

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Chapter 87 I usually don't laugh unless I can't help it...

Nie Xiaocong was stunned when he heard this.

Let yourself off the stage so quickly?

Shouldn't you continue to interview yourself?

To know.

He saw that Ye Ming had been interviewed for a long time.

How did you get yourself down so quickly when you got here?

Just chat a few words?

damn it.

but.

Although he was a little annoyed.

but.

He could only leave with a smile.

After getting off the stage.

He ignored Shen Lin and walked towards the backstage hall.

of course.

He also wronged Mr. Ke.

The reason why Mr. Ke stopped interviewing is because the song that Nie Xiaocong brought was not composed by himself.

What's so good about this interview?

How did you get this song from Lin Yi?

Or ask him how he made his voice that God appreciates food?

Not to mention that tonight's live broadcast is a bit too long.

He wants to speed up.

This is not.

After seeing Nie Xiaocong step down, he immediately called the audience to start tonight's voting trip.

the other side.

Nie Xiaocong also pushed open the door of the backstage hall and walked in.

Five singers, Wu Banbi, Ji Jia, Li Xiaoxian, Hua Chengyu, and Deng Xiaoqi, stood up one by one to welcome Nie Xiaocong.

Everyone praised him for singing well tonight.

In this regard.

Nie Xiaocong is also very useful.

And humbly means that everyone is the same.

Subsequently.

He saw Ye Ming spread out on a sofa, motionless.

His face was a little indifferent.

ignore yourself?

With a thought in his heart, he walked towards Ye Ming, looked at Ye Ming and asked, "Ms. Ye, can I sit here?"

Ye Ming glanced at him and said, "No."

Nie Xiaocong choked, and the smile on his face suddenly froze.

Seeing this, Hua Chengyu immediately said to Nie Xiaocong: "Mr. Nie, come and sit with me, my seat is big enough."

Li Weijia hurriedly said: "Ms. Nie, Mrs. Ye just likes to joke, don't take it seriously."

Nie Xiaocong took advantage of the slope to get off the donkey, with an ugly smile on his face and said, "Hehe, I knew about it early in the morning. I didn't expect to see Teacher Ye. It's really like this."

Ye Ming couldn't help shouting: "Don't shout so affectionately, as if I know you very well."

Nie Xiaocong's face turned red and then pale again.