"His dreams are beautiful

The reality is humble

He wanted to be happy, but he first learned to suffer

He gets drunk easily

Tears will be shed when drunk

He often looks in the mirror to see if he is old."

Lu Mengyao looked quiet and quiet, but her voice was rough, and her transposition was slightly dusty, and Li Qing knew when she heard it next to her that this girl must have stayed in the bar. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Man Forty" is the title song of the new album launched by Zhang Guyi last year, and it is also one of the top ten golden songs on the Chinese music chart.

Lu Mengyao, a little girl about twenty years old, sang this song, although it sounded a little weird, but listening carefully, gradually, she could experience a strange taste from it.

Li Qing nodded secretly, this is a singer with great potential, he should not be very old, his appearance is sweet and cute, except for his slightly fat body, he has no shortcomings in other aspects, and he is a very malleable player.

However, it is such a potential stock, and before the song is finished, there is a "ding" sound, but it is called to pause.

Lu Mengyao stopped singing with a stunned face.

Judge Chen Min raised his head, pressed the bell on the table again, and looked very irritable: "Okay, next!"

Does it mean that you haven't passed?

"I ...... I ......" Lu Mengyao's voice stammered a little, her expression was a little panicked, and she even wanted to cry without tears.

I just started singing two sentences, why are you so arbitrarily depriving me of my qualifications?

Lu Mengyao stood on the stage stupidly, and after being seen by another judge, Huang Weilin, he frowned, as if he had seen through Lu Mengyao's thoughts, he straightened up, pushed the frame of his glasses, and said seriously: "We have very strict experience in judging singers' voices, so, you are not qualified, understand?"

I see!

Lu Mengyao walked off the stage in despair, looking depressed, looking very shocked, without saying hello to Li Qing and them, after meeting with relatives and friends, she left directly.

Seeing this scene, the other players suddenly became nervous!

"This ...... This is too strict, isn't it?she sings very well!" Feng Jing glanced at Li Qing, and her expression looked a little subtle.

Li Qing is also puzzled, this is "Superstar"?

The quality of the auditions is so high?

After a while, the next contestant, a girl who can sing and dance, has a perfect figure, and looks like a top-notch girl walked on the stage.

Li Qing was a little surprised, this folk is really a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger!

However, this is such a first-class rap and first-class body and appearance, halfway through the singing, she was still "stung" and stopped again!

"What are you singing? Can you speak human language? How do you listen to what you are talking about?" Chen Min scolded.

The girl was completely dumbfounded, "Judge, this is Rap, it's a very classic pop music expression......"

Chen Min sneered: "You mean shallow knowledge?

The girl shook her head again and again, looking a little embarrassed: "No, no, judge, teacher, you misunderstood!"

"Next!" Another female judge, Qu Menghua, a professor at the Conservatory of Music, said lightly.

The girl suddenly got off the stage with a depressed face.

"What kind of broken show is this, you are a graduate of Berklee College of Music in the United States, the world's top music palace, even you are slammed, hehe, there are so many garbage judges on this show, it can't be popular!"

A handsome boy with yellow hair hurriedly stepped forward to comfort the girl who stepped down, and kept slandering "Superstar" in his mouth.

Several photographers next to him looked up and glanced at the boy.

The girl looked aggrieved, took her backpack from the boy's hand, and walked away from the scene with the boy.

"Oh my God...... All the graduates of Berkeley College have been brushed off?" Feng Jing covered her mouth, her expression a little exaggerated in shock.

Li Qing frowned, he always felt that something was wrong.

But it's none of my business, hang high.

He also came to such a trip and got to know the faces of these judges, Li Qing was really less interested in this show.

Next, the two male singers in front of Feng Jing also took the stage with apprehensive faces in turn.

But there is no doubt that everyone was pressed in less than thirty seconds.

Li Qing suddenly sneered, in less than thirty seconds, you TM can hear a ghost!

In particular, the contestant at No. 1307, after being stopped after singing two lines, begged the judges to give him another chance.

But Chen Min said with a disdainful face: "Don't waste time, do you know how popular "Superstar" is? Do you know how many of you garbage players we need to audition every day? Save us some time, OK?"

The contestant trembled with anger, but in the end he still walked off the stage helplessly.

"Next, number 1308 on stage!"

At this time, the choreographer shouted, and Feng Jingden shuddered, she was No. 1308.

Turning his head, Feng Jing said to Li Qing a little nervously: "Li Qing, I'm going up!"

"Well, come on!" Li Qing encouraged.

Feng Jing nodded, and after No. 1307 stepped off the stage, she walked quickly onto the stage and introduced herself fluently: "Hello judges and teachers, I am No. 1308 contestant Feng Jing from the Beijing Conservatory of Music, that, today I have a severe cold, my throat is a little uncomfortable, maybe the voice is a little ......"

"Then stop singing, get out!"

Chen Min directly interrupted Feng Jing's words and scolded: "If you don't want to come up, don't use this and that excuse with me, have you laid down?"

Feng Jing didn't expect this to be the case at all, she was obviously a little sluggish, and was stunned for a second before she added in a panic: "No...... I mean...... If you're afraid that there will be any flaws for a while, you will ......"

Chen Min impatiently interrupted Feng Jing's words again: "You will definitely have flaws, because you are already completely negative energy!"

"But......" Feng Jing was so anxious that her eyes were a little red.

Huang Weilin said: "No but, sing!"

"Okay, good!" Feng Jing nodded as if she had grasped a life-saving straw, she was afraid that the other party would not even let her sing a song.

Offstage, Li Qing looked at this scene, and his brows furrowed even deeper.

Feng Jing brewed her emotions a little, and then sang: "You exist, in my deep mind, in my dreams, in my heart, in my singer~~OH~~ You exist......"

"Ding, ding, ding!"

At this time, the bell that called the stop rang instantly.

"You are really embarrassed by the Beijing Conservatory of Music!"

Qu Menghua, a professor at the Beijing Conservatory of Music, bluntly sarcastically said: "You don't have a cold, you are the scene of a car accident." ”

Feng Jing was dumbfounded.

Huang Wenlin didn't even bother to look at Feng Jing, and said casually: "We didn't pass." (To be continued.) )