Although the singing of others should not be interrupted in etiquette, the audience could no longer help but get up and applaud.

"Right! How could my sister be lip-syncing!"

“The live sounds better than the recording!”

"How could she master so many singing methods?"

“This song is very nice too.”

It was like a prank, and it was clearly Mo Xijun singing, but the camera casually cut to Ge Ru's face. Lao Ge's face was as white as the face, his whole body was trembling, and he turned around and stared at He Dongfang unconsciously.

He Dongfang had already stood up and left the seat, pretending to go to the bathroom.

The singing continued, and Qiao Qiao's drum beats joined in the chorus. Her sister's voice suddenly started to surge, reaching the bottom of her heart. She raised her arms and opened her eyes, and the entire stage burst into a burning light effect.

"I pray for a transparent heart~"

"With the eyes that will cry~"

"Give me the courage to believe again~"

"Go over the lies and hug you~"

"Whenever I can't find the meaning of existence~"

"Whenever I get lost in the dark~"

"The brightest star in the night sky~"

"Please guide me to get close to you~"

The sound pierced everything, and the audience in the backstage felt their scalp tingling, standing up in rows, and somebody took the head, and began to light up the phone and wave it high. With Qiao Qiao's drum beats, it was like a group of dancing stars.

Mo Xijun has completely entered the state, and the second part is more at ease, and even raised his arms to interact with the audience.

Even if you don’t consider Mo Xijun’s “lip-syncing” incident, just watching this song is enough to gain a foothold at the Golden Melody Awards Gala.

Finally, the big guys in the first few rows couldn't sit still. Zhen Jie was the first to get up and join other fans. Zhen Zhen followed closely. She forced Wade to make trouble. People in the music industry, especially those in the rock industry, also stood up together, and the sleepy party reached its first climax.

This is also a carnival of barrage.

[Long live! Long live the Star Factory Band!]

【Damn it so stylish! All of them are so stylish except for the guitarist!】

【Jo Qiao is so cool to play drums!】

[Lu Jian must be West Lake!]

【What kind of music style is this? British rock?】

[I really want to hear this song soon.]

...

At the scene, after the singing, the band bowed, but the audience's applause and screams continued for a long time, not only for the sister, but also for the entire band. This undoubtedly proves the real skill of each of them. Perhaps there are still people below who question whether Qiao Qiao is a "fake creation", Xia Ge is a "fake performance", and Lu Jian is a "fake boss". No matter who he is, I hope someone will come to question it.

After thanking the audience, Mo Xijun also hugged the three teammates around him one by one.

"Thank you Qiao Qiao, thank you Brother Jian, thank you Lao Xia, thank you Erwo Tou!" Mo Xijun gasped and looked surprised, "I sang so well, I'm not afraid anymore."

Ma Xiaokang took the stage at the right time: "Ok, ok, ok, Star Factory Band perfectly clarified this matter. Anyone who questioned it would be that he would be unable to get along with me, Ma Xiaokang."

He said as he walked to Lu Jian's side: "Brother Jian, take a little rest first, I promise you will be on stage right away."

Lu Jian didn't say anything else, and just carried the artist to the backstage and met the poet who presented the award.

"Don't go too far." The poet smiled kindly.

The poet followed the stage and walked through the process again. He did not dare to sell it at all and gave the award instantly.

"The best lyricist "Hill"! Mr. West Lake!"

The moment when the applause was thunderous, many people felt a sigh of anger.

Ge Ru looked disgusted and didn't know whether she should continue to sit here.

Lu Jian had just walked to the backstage and had to turn around and come back, get ready for the tie, and go on stage again.

Even more warm applause sounded, and "The Hill" won the award, which was well deserved.

Although the audience was very restrained, the barrage never paid attention to any etiquette.

【Congratulations to Star Factory!】

【Isn’t it theirs after all the troubles~]

[Why has Ge Ruyi not retired yet?]

[I'm afraid I can't retire, I'll be dealt with seriously!]

Lu Jian took the trophy from the poet, raised his hand and waved it casually, and only made a speech after the applause gradually became smaller.

"Of course I'm not West Lake. He has something to do, so I'll receive the award for him."

All the audience showed mysterious smiles.

"So, since I won this award, this proves two things." Lu Jian said lightly, "First, no one can cover the sky with just one hand at the Golden Melody Awards. Yes, I'm talking about you, Ge Ruyi."

The close-up shot was given to Lao Ge, and his face was extremely stiff.

Although it was too much for Lu Jian to name a name, he had just experienced something even more excessive, so what does this count?

"Second." Lu Jian continued, "Star Factory has held up the doubts of half of the music circle. Instead of wasting time on tarnishing us, it is better to make music steadily. If neither of them is done well, retirement is more comfortable."

After talking, Lu Jian waved his hand and walked towards the backstage.

The applause from the back row was very warm, but the people in the front row didn't dare to applaud.

After a while, Lu Jian returned to his seat and Zhen Jie warmly welcomed him: "Congratulations! The first shot sounded, and there were good things behind him. I didn't expect that you would play the guitar so well."

"Sloppy." Lu Jian smiled and sat down.

"Don't be modest." Zhen Jie suddenly turned cold, "I've found out who is messing with Xijun. They are making it very secret, and even the host doesn't know about this process."

"Who are there?"

Zhen Jie waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, I'll come. 10 years ago, I really have the ability to make them disappear from now on."

"...Each person is his master, just let them suffer some trouble, Uncle Jie."

"How is that possible?" Zhen Jie sneered, "Wanting from another perspective, if Xijun really lip-syncs, or if she was too nervous today and didn't perform well, can you imagine the consequences? There was such a thing in Grammy, and the artist ended up committing suicide. They went to the goal of killing people."

"..." Lu Jian scratched his head, "If I really let Xijun lip-sync, would even I disappear?"

"No, at most you can go to a Russian freighter and be a coolie for life, or go to North Africa to be a mercenary. No, you have a good appearance and can be sent to Thailand..."

“…”

"Just kidding." Zhen Jie laughed and patted Lu Jian.

"I don't think it's..."

The audience's emotions have not yet been extinguished, and the awarding of the "Best Composition Award" has arrived. The award presenter is an old musician wearing a beret. After a few simple conversations, he started playing the nomination video.

"Best Composer, nominated"

"Jojo, " "You, My Deskmate""

Huge scream.

"Big China" Northern Horse"

Very few screamed.

"Mr. West Lake"

Huge scream.

“Tagliani Gisan.”

Silent.

"The aftermath of "Missing You Every Day"

A big scream.

The musician unveiled the envelope without delay: "The winner is Yu Sheng! "Missing You Every Day"!"

Yu Sheng, who was sitting in the front row, covered his chest and stood up in surprise. The musicians around him clapped and shook hands to send blessings.

The audience had some doubts about the applause, and they thought West Lake had won the prize.

Zhen Jie smiled while applauding: "Is this considered giving Yu Sheng a trophy?"

"What do you call Rang? My voice deserves it."
Chapter completed!