True Chief

Chapter 105 Old Boy Part [-]

"The judges also asked questions. We have to think about how to answer them later. Why did you come to participate in the competition? Huayu, tell me?"

"Because I love music and I love my motherland."

"No, look at their answers, Van Gogh, a great scholar."

"Not a painter?"

"Okay, okay, just tell the truth later." In the contestant area, Dabao and the others looked at the crowd on the stage and talked in a low voice.

This made the players next to him laugh amusedly.

On the stage, the youth's singing sounded, a very popular fast song at present, Dabao and the others frowned slightly when they heard this song.

"Very good, keep working hard and advance."

"Thank you, thank you judges and teachers." The young man bowed excitedly and thanked, then waved his hands and walked towards the backstage.

"Congratulations." The staff gave him a sign: "The second round of selection will start the day after tomorrow."

"Thank you." The young man smiled.

"Contestant No. [-] is on stage."

"Could it be that this kind of song is popular in Han now?" Fengfeng frowned, his expression a little ugly.

"Don't worry, the chief wrote us very well, and the classics will never fade." Hua Yu said firmly.

"Keep listening, we will choose the first song carefully later."

A few people tilted their ears. They had never been in touch with computers. In the past, they heard the most about the 90s and early [-]s, and now they are all in [-].

They don't know much about what is popular.

So, seeing a singer they feel bad about making the cut makes them a bit concerned.

The second contestant and the third contestant all knelt down, and the elimination rate was very high.

Soon, more than a dozen players passed by, and only two succeeded.

"The ballad sung by the girl who got promoted just now is not bad."

"A folk song? We only have one ballad love song here."

"Listen, listen, listen."

Several people bowed their bodies and listened to the contestants coming to the stage one by one.

"Fang Xing! Fang Xing! Fang Xing!" At this moment, the audience suddenly heard cheers outside, breaking the quiet auditorium.

Dabao and the others looked and saw more than 20 girls shouting excitedly in front of the auditorium, holding banners in their hands, what stars, they illuminate the starry sky.

"Wow, you have such a high popularity before singing." Dabao looked at it and said enviously.

"Listen to his song."

Fang Xing, a very handsome guy, his handsome face alone can attract a lot of popularity, instantly attracting the entire audience.

"You are very popular and handsome, and everyone is very familiar with you. Let's sing." A female judge said with a smile.

"Okay, those teachers, I will sing directly." Fang Xing sang directly, which was also a cheerful song.

There is no doubt about the promotion. When a song came down, many audiences screamed and applauded.

The contestants came to the stage one by one. After singing in the morning, it was not Dabao's turn. They had a meal and rest for an hour at noon and continued in the afternoon.

"It's almost time for us." When the time came to three o'clock in the afternoon, Dabao and the others said with slightly clenched fists.

"Among the 21 people who advanced, seven of them advanced by singing folk songs."

"Then we'll sing ballads."

"it is good!"

"No. [-] is on stage, No. [-] is ready." The voice of the staff rang.

The four youths sitting in front of Dabao and the others stood up.

These are several very artistic youths with long hair at a young age, one with a ponytail, and one with wavy hair.

But I have to say that these four young people are very handsome.

"Leader's flower, leader's flower, all the bustling flowers will be washed away."

"Leader's flower, leader's flower, all the bustling flowers will be washed away."

"Qianhua Band, you already have good popularity, but you still participate in the competition, you are really bullying people." A female judge in the audience said with a smile.

"Hello judges, we feel that only by constantly challenging ourselves can we grow rapidly, and we don't think we are so good." Said the young man standing in the center holding a guitar and braiding his hair.

"Ah! Shaoyang is so handsome!" Suddenly there was a scream from the audience.

"Okay, okay, it looks like we can't chat anymore." The judges smiled: "I'm afraid I won't be able to control the situation as I continue, let us listen to your singing."

"A song called Wave Gold is given to all my friends, and also to my fans." The typhoon of the four members of the Qianhua band is very strong, with a rock style, slightly long hair, and very handsome.

"Pass, pass!" After a song, the girl below screamed loudly.

"Haha, it's great. If I were ten years younger, I would join their ranks." A female judge joked.

"Thank you, teacher judge." Several people waved their hands and walked towards the back.

"No. [-]." The staff member called out.

Without him shouting, Dabao and the four of them had already stood up and walked to the exit.

Fengfeng is the drummer, but he still plays the guitar very well. The next song is a pure guitar song. He is holding a guitar provided by the organizer.

The four of them walked towards the stage one by one.

Four 35-year-old youths, each holding a guitar, came to the center and bowed deeply.

"Old boy? An interesting group name." A female judge looked at the introduction on the list and said with a smile. She raised her head and saw the four of Dabao Yanjun slightly taken aback: "It's really an old boy. "

"Ha ha."

There was a chuckle from the audience behind.

The four of them are considered uncles, with somewhat outdated hair, but they are well dressed, and they look a little charming, like folk singers from the 90s and [-]s.

"Can I ask, what are your occupations?" the female judge asked curiously.

"The four of us are fishermen, fishermen." Hua Yu said truthfully into the microphone.

"Fisherman?" The female judge was stunned again, and continued to ask: "Do you four know that among all the contestants, the four of you are the oldest?"

Hua Yu looked at Dabao and the others, then lowered his head slightly and approached the microphone: "No, I'm not sure."

"Do you think you can be popular?" A male judge on the side said suddenly.

This sentence made the four of them a little confused about how to answer, Hua Yu blinked, and the four of them didn't speak for a while.

"Let's watch them perform." Another middle-aged judge said.

The four of Huayu nodded and bowed.

"Well, ahem, what we are singing is a love song and folk song."

Several people coughed slightly, hugged the guitar, and looked at each other.

"Boom, boom, boom." The four tapped the top of the guitar lightly, and the rhythm sounded slowly.

"There is a girl in the village named Xiaofang. She is good-looking and kind. She has big beautiful eyes and thick and long braids. On the night before returning to the city, you and I came to the river, and we never shed tears."

A folk love song, Xiaofang.

ps: Haha, did you think it was the old boy song, unfortunately. No, actually I also think the old boy is better, but I decided to take it slow. The last paragraph is the line of the old boy movie. . .

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