The fans on the barrage are also very active.

When I saw Jiang Ze and Jiang Feng sitting at the top, fans suddenly recognized them.

【Fuck!Isn't this Jiang Feng?It's the Internet celebrity who has been very popular recently! 】

【Internet celebrity?Oh, I remembered, it was the person whose account was stolen recently. 】

[Internet celebrity to participate in the trainee program?Dare to take S?I really don't know how high the sky is.Internet celebrities should stay in their own safe zone, and be a trainee, and have the nerve to grab someone else's throne. 】

【that is!Net red is net red, how can you compare with stars! 】

Fans of other families on the barrage were very disgusted with Jiang Feng and Jiang Ze's high-profile behavior, and looked disdainful.

What kind of power can Internet celebrities have!

Everyone was lucky.

They are too embarrassed to choose S!

They will cry when they will be slapped in the face.

……

Soon everyone's performance began.

One hundred people perform one by one according to their own groups.

The judges are very strict.

"C."

"D."

"A."

"C."

For such a long time, not even an S-class has been released.

Everyone slumped.

Even the timid ones were scolded and cried.

Even everyone always felt that Fang Ting, a trainee from Huanghua Entertainment Company, was planted and only got an A.

At this moment, the judge sitting on the judge's seat glanced at Jiang Feng, who was sitting calmly on the top, and said curiously, "Personal trainee, Jiang Feng, just you."

The person in front of him was sitting on the throne, with an S sticking to his body, with a condescending look on his face, looking down at all beings.

Among one (cebf) hundred people, he can be seen almost at a glance, very conspicuous.

Whether it is appearance or momentum, it is an existence that can be seen at a glance.

Jiang Feng stood up and walked straight towards the bottom.

When he walked up to Jiang Ze, he stopped and gave him a glance, "Look, brother, bring you an S back."

"..."

Jiang Ze was stunned.

But Jiang Feng's eyes were very firm, but for some reason, the strong words made him inexplicably trust.

He even suddenly had a thought flashed in his heart.

What if... what if he really did?

"come on!"

Jiang Ze's heart suddenly raised a few traces of anticipation.

……

soon.

Jiang Feng's performance began.

Everyone sat up straight.

He took a guitar and sat on the stage, the lights dimmed.

Everyone was stunned when they saw him holding a guitar.

Is this to sing?

Or show all three?

But no matter what, everyone has to admit that the highlights of the first issue are almost all on Jiang Feng.

……

"When you walk into this happy place."

"Have all your dreams and thoughts on your back."

Jiang Feng moved his fingers, and a beautiful tune slowly flowed out from under his fingers.

The lights came on, only the top light hit him.

"All kinds of faces have all kinds of makeup."

"No one remembers what you looked like."

The deep voice and the eyes with a sense of story quickly caught everyone's ears in the first few sentences.

The audience was extremely quiet, and everyone was instantly attracted by the sense of story in his voice.

Even the barrage was silent for a second.

Jiang Feng's fans were stunned.

They knew that Jiang Feng's voice was good, but they never thought it would be so good! !

The deep and flowing voice, as clear as a cello, and like a murmur, almost made them feel like an electric shock when they entered their ears, and the whole body was numb.

What the hell!

Sounds great!

This ginger wind has something!

Everyone sat up straight and listened more seriously.

……

"Three rounds of wine have you in the corner."

"Stubborn to sing bitter songs."

Jiang Feng's piano sound began to rush.

The background tune at the back also suddenly added a harmonica.

As the musical instruments intermingled, everyone's hearts also thumped one after another.

"Listen to it being drowned in the noise."

"You pick up the glass and say to yourself."

Suddenly, his voice stopped.

The string in everyone's head suddenly tightened—

coming!

Although they haven't heard this song, they know that the climax is coming!

Everyone seemed to be holding their breath.

Jiang Feng sitting on the stage seemed to have his own aura. When he was sitting under the light with a guitar, it was as if he was the only one left in the whole world.

The feeling of loneliness and loneliness exuded instantly.

"One cup to the morning sun, one cup to the moonlight, awaken my yearning, and soften the cold window!"

"So you can fly against the wind without looking back, not afraid of rain in your heart and frost in your eyes!"

boom--

The climax of the tune ignited the hearts of the entire live audience.

Chapter 15 Faceless Net Red 3 (12/XNUMX)

The voice of the boy on the stage was very clean.

There wasn't even a lot of makeup on that face.

He simply sat there and played the guitar, and the tune that he plucked out of his hand seemed to penetrate into the deepest part of a person's heart like a sharp blade.

The boy put down his guitar and stood up.

The lights behind it all turned on with a single swipe, and the music changed from a simple harmonica to a rapid piano-piano sound.

The sound of piano, electronic organ, and cello, mixed with harmony, combined with the boy's deep voice, burst out with a huge impact.

"One cup to my hometown, and one cup to the distance."

"Guarding my hometown and urging me to grow up."

……

"One cup for tomorrow, one cup for the past."

"Prop up my body and thicken my shoulders."

"Although I never believe in the so-called high mountains and rivers, life is too short to forget."

At this moment, the hundred people below have completely forgotten the original intention.

They don't remember at all. A minute ago, they were still laughing at Jiang Feng as just a small internet celebrity.

Even the judges below forgot that the person on the stage was just a trainee.

This is just a trainee!

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