"It's really elegant, it must be a big aluminum!"

"Blindly guess Jiang Yinghong! Hahaha, this is too easy!"

"Hahaha, I've been looking forward to the new song, and finally here! Come on!"

"This figure shows that Jiang Yinghong hasn't run away at first sight, hahaha. Let's see how the program team performs later!"

The production team watched the number of active people in the live broadcast room rise sharply, and the number of barrage reached a peak. They couldn't help but feel a little nervous. Everyone understands the principle that the higher they fly, the worse they fall. They only look forward to the second-tier foreign singer named Tangyuan, and the new songs they sang can satisfy the audience's expectations. Otherwise, the blow to the popularity of the live broadcast will inevitably be a heavy blow.

The director glanced at Qiming, who was also staring at the scene, patted his shoulder, and said earnestly, "This period of attempts may be a lesson. In fact, even if this singer does not reach the passing level, it doesn't matter. Some roads can only be known if they have walked through them."

Qi Ming nodded, but smiled a little, and said with a sense of expectation, "I think she should be able to do it. She is a very skilled singer, and Tang Yao should not let his artists come to show like us to make a fool of themselves."

"Let's see." The director nodded slightly without making any unnecessary arguments. Tang Yao was able to amazed the audience every new song. But it does not mean that his artists can also have such attributes.

Tang Yao walked onto the stage.

There were only five mentors and hundreds of viewers in the audience. This program is different from "I Am a Singer" and is not broadcast live in a large venue. So when he looked forward, there was no such shock as the crowd. But this did not affect anything, because he knew that the camera in front of him was recording his every move and passed to tens of millions of viewers.

Routinely, when he was preparing, the five mentors whispered in a low voice, making various reactions to create a program effect. Tang Yao nodded to the music teacher on the sidelines, and the live broadcast screen suddenly cut back to him. The gaze of the mentors and hundreds of viewers fell on him.

Three seconds later, the accompaniment sounded.

"Dingding..."

It is a piano sound, and such incoherent notes are reminiscent of the picture of "big beads and small beads falling on the jade plate". The style revealed is heavy, depressing, and negative. Such a clean prelude has the power to pull people into an inexplicable emotion.

"The scattered moonlight passes through the clouds

Hide from the crowd and lay the scales of the sea..."

The people on the stage stood proudly with a pine and cypress tree, holding the microphone in one hand and putting it beside their mouths, and wearing white gloves in the other hand to make a move to push it apart. It seemed that they saw the thick clouds separated with the other hand, allowing the moonlight hidden behind to pass through the gap. When they fell on the sea, it seemed to form golden scales.

What is moonlight? It is the singing that seems to fall into the hearts of the people on the stage.

The director was stunned for a moment, and immediately recovered. He decisively and capable of switching the camera screens of the commander. The true surprised expressions of the instructors and the instant dullness of the audience were recorded intact. Through the live broadcast on the screen, countless netizens saw it, forming a strong resonance in total.

"The waves wet the white skirt and try to push you back

The waves cleanse blood, and the delusions warm you."

Tang Yao's female voice is very powerful, clean and clear. He is completely immersed in it with his super-level singing skills and the appeal given by the system. This song may not be very outstanding, but the singer's singing effect is full, and it is a classic!

"I always like to smile at cold and weak people

People on the shore have nothing to do with their faces

No nostalgia in the world

Everything is dissipated into smoke…”

Singing the most healing songs with the most healing songs. This seems to be a kind of redemption. The bottom of the sea is not the bottom of the sea, but the bottom of a person's heart. He wants to let the person who is already dark in his heart shine in a beam of light, and to reach out and pull back all the people who are sunk under the sea. In this corner that no one can see, let it get out of the darkness.

Music can resonate with people, and can also make people feel different feelings and convey a kind of power. Tang Yao remembers that he said in his first interview on CCTV that he is a public figure and has the ability to do some things, so he does it. Now he also hopes that this song can give a group a little light.

“You like the salty sea breeze

Stepping on wet gravel

You said people's ashes should be scattered into the sea

You ask me where I will go after death…”

“It’s too late to have time

No one salvages you

Not too late

You obviously hate suffocation..."

The lyrics of the last few lines are the easiest to make people cry. In the live broadcast room, someone was browsing the barrage of "It's too late! It's too late!", and I don't know if it will touch anyone's heart. Tang Yao slowly lowered his hand holding the microphone, and the accompaniment sound was still echoing.

Qi Ming felt relieved in the backstage program creation team. The director clenched his fists, and his bearded face was full of incredible words. Even the director who was slapped in the face was still staring at the data changes, gently shaking his head and sighing. Who would have thought that this second-tier foreign singer he was not optimistic about was the biggest god today!

The popularity of the live broadcast room has exceeded the highest value ever. Although there is still a difficult barrier to cross the phenomenon of desire. However, as long as the marketing and hype are reasonable in the future, the attention of the program will definitely be able to go a long way up.

When the final accompaniment also fell, the mentors in front of the stage could be described as dumbfounded. Naturally, they are not laymen. However, in the entertainment industry, they are a group of people with more outdated appreciation ability. So after two seconds, they all applauded at the same time. The audience behind them also began to applaud.

Such applause is not as enthusiastic as the tsunami of tsunamis that come in a show like a singer. But it is enough to feel everyone's recognition and the indescribable shocking feeling.

In the live broadcast room, netizens were also posting barrage to the fullest.

"The gods sing, I didn't expect that I could hear such songs on this show! They really sang them to people's hearts."

"It's too late to have time, no one will salvage you... I really can't hold back when I hear this sentence. What a depressing lyric, but she always feels healing and comfort when she sang it."

"Learn to forgive yourself, reach a reconciliation, and accept this world."

"Why is there a sense of déjà vu of "I Am a Singer"? I was moved for the first time when I watched this show."

"The sound is so contagious, and every lyric is a slow sense of picture."

"Is this Jiang Yinghong? The sound gap is too big. I'm very careless! I never thought this would be that big boss!"

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Chapter completed!