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The singer should have familiarized himself with the lyrics in advance, and was just waiting to record directly.

The moment Wang Xian walked out, he didn't see Lin Yao's figure at first, but just about to sneer, he saw three figures walking out of another recording studio.

Lin Yao and the others followed closely and finished recording.

As they walked out of the recording studio, not only the people at the scene were paying attention, but also all major websites on the Internet were paying attention to the live broadcast, and the barrage began to frantically spread:

"...I'm so nervous. Although I really hope to see Eleven win, objectively speaking, Wang Xian is indeed very strong."

"Yeah, I definitely hope that my husband can win, but my husband's opponents have achieved too much this time, and he is ready to complete the third road to conferring gods."

"Your husband, your husband, if it wasn't because I was still in Shiyi's arms and he was coaxing me, I would have believed your nonsense."

"Aren't you all awake? My husband and I are watching the live broadcast in bed."

"A group of old aunts, daydreaming hallucinations, you women are not worthy of eleven, eleven can only belong to boys like us."

"That's right, those old aunts want toads to eat swan meat, and they all want to eat swan meat."

"Sisters, these rough guys say we are old aunts, get ready to fight with weapons!"

"By the way... isn't this the live broadcast of Lin Yao and Wang Xian's fighting song? Why is there something wrong with the barrage, did I go to the wrong place?"

"Let me ask weakly, is this live broadcast room the fighting song meeting between Lin Yao and Wang Xian? A group of old aunts are discussing about their husbands. Is this a middle-aged woman complaining about the live broadcast room?"

"This is the fucking live broadcast of fighting songs. Don't look at the barrage, it's easy to be misled."

"Although I'm not a fan of Lin Yao, I came here just for this fighting song meeting, and I've been on the social rankings."

"My parents are also paying attention. When they see these bullet screens, they are scolding me for what kind of live broadcast room I entered. There is no nutrition at all. I looked at the words 'Lin Yao, Wang Xian Fighting Song Conference' and fell into deep thought. ..."

"Hahaha, are you going to laugh at me to death? Can the fans of Eleven be suppressed a little? See how it scares these passers-by?"

"..."

Compared with the popularity on the Internet, the scene is not bad.

After the recording was finished, everyone on the scene looked towards the judges almost instinctively, wanting to see the scores from them.

The scoring this time is still done by removing the highest and lowest points.

But there is no judging process like the exchange meeting, live music playing.

The Music Association is not afraid of netizens who prostitute music for free. Anyway, they can only listen to it once. If they want to continue listening, they can download it online.

According to the order of recording, the first song to be judged is "Jiang He" by Wang Xian.

The eight judges got the lyrics of this work one by one, and they watched and listened to it.

When the music started, everyone was immediately attracted by the prelude.

Since Wang Xian wrote the lyrics himself, he is also responsible for composing this poem.

It is not difficult to see from the prelude that Wang Xian is indeed capable.

As a gold medalist, Ding Sihui's heart sank at the moment when he heard the prelude: "The melody of the prelude...is a bit nice. Wang Xian really has the ability to help his wife find her place again."

Dehua also frowned: "Objectively speaking, it really sounds good..."

When the singing began to sound, Dehua shook his head secretly: "I'm afraid Ah Yao is dead."

Especially in the climax part, the element of "river" is directly pushed to the extreme, making people live in the great river, and conveying the sense of being immersed in the river from time to time.

This is the music culture of Zuzhou. It is indeed of a very high level to adapt poems into songs and develop to the present state.

Ding Sihui exclaimed: "This climax is the highlight of "Jianghe". It has been directly sublimated. Even the word god who has walked out of the three roads of conferring the gods may not be able to stabilize this work. It should be that Wang Xian has performed exceptionally. He Sure enough, he is going for the double award."

The accompaniment is nice and the words are poetic, which can easily resonate with people.

Especially the elements of Jianghe, many people have basically seen and come into contact with Jianghe, so it is more immersive.

Throughout the whole story, combined with the singer's strong singing skills and many professional skills, this song Jiang He has been directly improved to a higher level.

After the music was played, Wang Xian showed a proud look, because he saw the people from the Huaguo Music Association, all of them were dignified.

They looked dignified, and Wang Xian was also happy.

Even the king of singers became proud.

Follow Mr. Wang, as expected, wherever you go, you are the protagonist.

Even though he is located in Huaguo, it can't hide the light of Teacher Wang.

"The situation is very bad..." Representative Deng glanced at Lin Yao and had a bad feeling: "I originally thought that it was only natural for Wang Xian to win. After listening to this song, I am afraid that Representative Lin will lose miserably... "

If Representative Deng was allowed to be a judge, he would give more than 94 points if he treated it with the most professional attitude without personal emotions involved.

Even give 95 points!

In the absence of works comparable to blue and white porcelain, Lin Yao basically couldn't hold back this song "Jiang He".

Representative Bian looked at the president: "President, what should we do? We originally thought that if Representative Lin loses, we should try not to let him lose so ugly, but this song Jianghe is too... It's hard for Representative Lin to lose decently."

The president had an ugly expression on his face, as uncomfortable as a dead mouse stuck in his throat: "Why are you looking at me? Could it be that if you look at me, I can let Representative Lin win?"

The vice-chairman also said: "Oh, this song Jianghe is so well written, especially based on the elements of the poem, it is adapted into a poem. Too likely to win."

So this fighting song is sure to lose?

Not to mention them, even the netizens followed suit:

"My day, isn't this song Jianghe really nice to listen to?"

"To be honest, if you put aside other things, this song Jiang He is indeed very successful, maybe it has reached the point of winning?"

"Although I'm not a music major, I can still hear the charm of this song Jiang He. Maybe I can really win two awards?"

"No way? In other words, our family will definitely lose on the [-]th? Originally, we were still thinking about luck..."

"It's nothing, winning or losing is a common matter in military affairs. Besides, didn't we win a double award once in eleven?"

"That's right, as soon as the blue and white porcelain comes out, whoever will fight for the top, I won't lose my fan just because I lost a game on the [-]th, but I will like him even more, love him!"

"Love him? Upstairs... I see that your information shows that it's not a man? Do you love Eleven?"

"...I suspect that Eleven's fans are a bunch of rotten men and rotten women. They are not normal. Am I the only one who is the most normal?"

"By the way, the judging of Eleven's works hasn't started yet, are you all in such a hurry to make a conclusion? What if you win..."

"Yeah, there are too many miracles created on Eleventh, just in case you really win."

"What if there are so many things in your family, why don't you let this go?"

"We're just teasing the scumbag upstairs to create an atmosphere so that even if we lose on November [-], we'll be more respectable."

"..."

While all kinds of bullet screens were swiping in the live broadcast room, the eight judges gave their scores one after another.

Two judges from Zhongzhou gave two 95 points.

The four representatives of the Huaguo Music Association gave three 95 points and one 94 points, and their faces were a bit ugly.

As for the four judges in Zuzhou, they all gave four 96 points.

After removing the highest score and the lowest score, the overall score is 763 points.

With eight judges, this kind of comprehensive score is already considered very high.

Under the rendering of Wang Xian's proud gesture, Lin Yao's work began to play.

The eight judges also got the lyrics of "Willing to Drink", and while watching and listening, they can judge with the most professional attitude.

Lyricist: Eleven (Tang Dynasty · Li Bai)

Composer: Eleven (Chen Yonghai)

Arranger: Eleven (Niu Tianpo, Dynasty)

The moment they got the lyrics, all the judges were shocked by the opening paragraph.

On the side of the Huaguo Music Association, the Lin representative was directly shocked: "Don't you see, the water of the Yellow River is coming from the sky?"

When the music starts playing, before the intro comes, they feel something is wrong.

As soon as the prelude came out, and when the phrase "Don't you see me" came out, the majestic momentum came directly.

One of the Zhongzhou judges even went so far as to dig out his ears, thinking that he had heard it wrong.

To be happy in life is to be happy, don't let the golden cup be empty to the moon

I am born to be useful, and I will come back after all my money is gone

……

Judge Zhongzhou Sun: "?"

He was shocked.

Not to mention him, the hearts of the other seven judges were also beating wildly.

Especially the three judges on the Zuzhou side stood up straight away with a look of hell on their faces.

What's more, they still held the lyrics in their hands, and felt that the singing was too slow, so they read these lines at a glance.

"Impossible! How could someone write such a majestic poem?" A Zuzhou judge's eyes were about to pop out, holding on to the lyrics in his hand, listening to the artistic conception conveyed by the wine, it can be said It is tragic.

It can even be said to be atmospheric!

"Ah... the singing is a mixed group of one man and one woman, one heroic and one sad, how is it possible, how is it possible, how is it possible, how is it possible?" Not to mention the judges from Zuzhou, even the three of them from Huaguo The judges are all crazy.

These judges are all carefully selected, have unique insights in music attainments, and must also understand poetry.

Therefore, these judges are more aware of the horror of this poem than others.

Unknowingly, Jiang Jinjiu has come to the climax:

Bells, drums, and jade are not expensive, but I hope I won’t wake up after being drunk

The sages and sages in ancient times are all lonely, but the drinkers leave their names

To be happy in life is to be happy, don't let the golden cup be empty to the moon

I am born to be useful, and I will come back after all my money is gone

Cooking sheep and slaughtering cattle is a must to drink three hundred cups

Cen Fuzi Dan Qiusheng will enter the wine cup and don't stop

A song with Junge, please listen to me

……

"Ah!" Representative Lin from Huaguo's side, who is also a judge, knelt down directly, the hand holding the lyrics was trembling, and then stood up again, wanting to see the little guy who wrote the lyrics.

When he looked at Lin Yao again, there was a touch of awe in his eyes... awe from the bottom of his heart.

This little guy is not only good at lyrics and music, he can even write poems to this level?

Doesn't Lin Yao have a step-by-step process?

People write poems slowly, from rubbish lines to the ceiling.

Lin Yao came up with such an angry poem?

"Here comes the wine, here comes the wine!" A judge in Zuzhou ran out of the judges' seat and shouted at their representative, "Give me a jug of wine!"

Those netizens who don't understand poetry on the Internet have been scrolling through the bullet screen, are these judges crazy?

Is each one too exaggerated?

Immediately afterwards, another judge rushed out of the judges seat like crazy, and he didn't know whether to roar or ask: "Who is Mr. Cen? Who is Dan Qiusheng? Is King Chen the prince of that dynasty?"

"I'm about to drink, don't stop drinking... Please listen to me, it's too shocking. Now I feel like I'm in some ancient dynasty, having a drink with an old friend who didn't need to be." Representative Lin not only has awe It means that there is a feeling of a talented person from the generation of Jiangshan, and then as if drunk, he leaned back on the chair lightly, looked up to the sky and marveled: "Wanzhang's pride blurted out, a bunch of drunken self-care, it is not the voice of a business woman who died in the country." , it's the phoenix holding the qin and screaming."

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Not to mention the judges, even Wang Xian was shocked by this song, with two different expressions dancing on his face, uncomfortable and shocked.

Wang Xian looked at Lin Yao, as if he had seen a ghost.

He originally thought that his poem had reached a very high level, and could even be said to be a masterpiece of poetic culture.

But after the song "Jiang Jin Jiu" came out, Wang Xian suddenly felt, what kind of rubbish is the Jiang He he wrote?

This song by Jiang He was certainly well written, otherwise it would have been impossible to get such a high score, but after being baptized with wine, Jiang He was compared, and it was oppressive!