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Chapter 532 The God of Song is born!

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    ??

    What is this sound?

    Why does it sound so good?

    Su Lang¡¯s voice is very vicissitudes of life. Although the pronunciation is not clear, it is full of flavor.

    In just a moment, it grabbed everyone's attention.

    The mottled city gate, the entangled tree roots, the lone grass in the city, the lone city in the wild

    These words paint a picture of a dilapidated and lonely city in front of people's eyes.

    And this is far from over.

    This song not only tells about the mottled ancient city.

    He is more like a poignant love story.

    "It is us who have taken root because of fate.

    It is us who have taken root in fate

    "Listen to the sound of rain in Jialan Temple and look forward to eternity"

    Hearing this, everyone seemed to see a woman guarding the lonely city, leaning on a building and playing the harp, quietly waiting for someone. I don¡¯t know if she had been waiting for a thousand or a hundred lifetimes, but he still hadn¡¯t appeared, and the woman¡¯s years were gone and the fireworks had cooled down.  She gradually grew old in the long and lonely waiting

    And all of this is vividly interpreted in Su Lang's vicissitudes of voice.

    Auditorium

    The sneer on Zhou Chen's face solidified.

    Originally, in Zhou Chen¡¯s script, Su Lang should not be able to sing at all and was tone-deaf.  .

    But now

    Don¡¯t know how to sing?

    Tone-deaf?

    hehe¡­¡­

    "Thinking about it is very plump, but the reality is very skinny.

    Su Lang's current performance was like a slap in his face.

    Zhou Chen felt like his face was on fire, with a burning sting.

    Su Lang doesn¡¯t look like a novice at all.

    He is more like some kings and queens who have been around for many years.

    No!

    He is even more awesome than the King of Heaven and the Queen of Heaven!

    At this moment, Zhou Chen finally understood why Su Lang chose to do it himself just now.

    He does have arrogance!

    Of course, Zhou Chen is not the only one who is confused.

    Nearly everyone at the scene was in a state of confusion.

    Before, they thought that Su Lang had high emotional intelligence and deliberately let things go.

    But now, they discovered that they were wrong.

    And the wrong one is quite outrageous.

    Su Lang is not letting off steam at all, he wants to completely kill the game.

    "It sounds good! It sounds so good!"

    ¡°Writing lyrics, composing music, and singing, is there anything else Mr. Su can¡¯t do?¡±

    "I'm sorry, Mr. Su has finished the journey in one breath. What will others do?"

    "Awesome, Mr. Su is so awesome!"

    "Mom, go out and see the gods"

    "Mr. Su, do it again!"

    "The God of Song, the God of Song!"

    ""

    do it again?

    ¡°Haha, that¡¯s impossible.

    Your enjoyment ends here.

    Su Lang raised the corner of his mouth slightly, stood up and thanked: "Thank you everyone, you will enjoy it till the end."

    "Ah, Mr. Su, you are so cruel!"

    ¡°I won¡¯t listen, I¡¯m different, Mr. Su, why don¡¯t you do it again¡±

    ""

    "Wow, Mr. Su's performance is so wonderful, I really can't get enough of it."

    Dong Ran stepped onto the stage at the right time and did not hesitate to praise him: "But Mr. Su, don't you really plan to do it again?"

    "Everyone, including me, really wants to hear Mr. Su sing again."

    "No."

    Su Lang shook his head: "Let this song stay in everyone's memory."

    ¡°That¡¯s such a shame.¡±

    With a regretful expression on his face, Dong Ran said with a smile: "Although I am not a judge, but based on my intuition, I feel that this song must be a golden song."

    "Next, we will invite three judges and teachers to give scores."

    Wang Shan: ""

    Once upon a time, Wang Shan felt that being a judge was actually quite simple.

    You don¡¯t have to compose or sing by yourself, you just need to comment and rate it.

    But who would have thought that such a simple job would make Wang Shan extremely distressed.

    Su Lang¡¯s song, whether it¡¯s lyrics orComposing music, or singing, it's all perfect.

    Especially when it comes to singing, Wang Shan asked himself that even he was slightly inferior to Su Lang.

    He couldn¡¯t find any reason to deduct points.

    As for not liking it?

    Well, he used this reason in the last round. If he used this reason again this time, he felt that he might be beaten to death by crazy netizens.

    After struggling for a while, Wang Shan gritted his teeth and said: "Whether it is writing lyrics, composing music, or singing, Mr. Su's performance is perfect. The score I give is, full score, 10 points!"

    10 points!

    This time, the audience did not scream!

    As if this is a matter of course.

    ""

    The corners of Zhang Hui¡¯s mouth twitched slightly.

    Wang Shan gave a perfect score, which is equivalent to blocking the road.

    She has no other choice but to get full marks.

    "Mr. Su's singing skills have surpassed mine, and my score is also 10 points!"

    Contact two for 10 points.

    No need to ask anymore, Li Gu must have scored 10 points.

    "I give it 10 points!"

    As expected, Li Gu also gave 10 points!

    Three perfect scores, total score 30 points!

    This round, Su Lang and Lin Xi tied.

    ¡°Both songs have perfect scores, so isn¡¯t this round a draw?¡±

    "Tsk, tsk, upstairs, couldn't you read the rules carefully before watching the show? This competition adopts a dual-rating system."

    ¡°The scoring by the judges and teachers is only part of it, and ultimately the online scoring will be superimposed.¡±

    ¡°Now both songs have perfect scores, now we have to compete with online ratings.¡±

    ¡°Wo Ri, if something like this happens again, I¡¯ll go vote for Mr. Su right away.¡±

    "Vote, Jimeis, Jimeis, hurry up and help Mr. Su vote"

    ""

    "It's okay, it's okay, Teacher Lin, we have a draw this round"

    Yang Yifan is in a good mood.

    Although Su Lang¡¯s god-level singing skills surprised him.

    But fortunately, everyone scored 30 points and no one lost.

    A draw?

    Hearing this, Lin Xi could only smile bitterly.

    To be honest, she doesn¡¯t think so.

    Although everyone has perfect scores, the problem is that they can score 30 points because their ability can only reach 30 points.

    But Su Lang is not like that.

    He scored 30 points because the full score is only 30 points.

    ??Essentially, they have lost.

    After taking a deep look at Yang Yifan, Lin Xi slowly said: "Yifan, actually we lost."

    "Teacher Lin, you"

    "Mr. Su scored 30 points, which means the full score is only 30 points!"

    "And I can score 30 points because my ability is only 30 points. The two are different."

    Lin Xi smiled bitterly.

    Although she was very reluctant to admit it, Lin Xi had to admit that she was indeed not as good as Su Lang.

    ""

    Yang Yifan¡¯s face was dark, his teeth were clenched, and his whole body was shaking uncontrollably.

    He doesn¡¯t accept it!

    He doesn¡¯t accept that he will lose!

    "Teacher Lin, the results of the online voting haven't come out yet, we still have a chance!" Yang Yifan gritted his teeth and said, "Victory will eventually belong to us."

    Just judging from the judges¡¯ scores.

    They lost in the first round.

    But they won in the second round.

    This last round is a draw again, they haven¡¯t lost yet, they still have a chance!

    "The three rounds of competition are over, and the online ratings will be announced next" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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