Chapter 386: Ten years of sharpening the sword, the frosty blade has never been tested!
Lin Shao was the second one. He learned from his experience and lessons, and also took the atmosphere of the finals into consideration, so he specially selected a dance song.
The sudden change in style gave everyone a sense of freshness, and by the middle, the driving effect on everyone was already evident.
The crowd started to chant "yoyoyo!"
"Handsup!"
"shakeyourbody!"
High into a sea of joy!
When Lin Xin saw the reaction on the scene, he finally breathed a sigh of relief in the tense atmosphere.
“Not bad, not bad~”
"Uh-huh."
Lin Yuan felt like he was sitting on pins and needles. He didn't know why he felt something was increasingly wrong, ever since he sang the song "Fukua".
They knew in their hearts that tonight was fair and open. Apart from buying some traffic votes from outside, the public had no means of internal control, and the purchases of real money were actually just a drop in the ocean in the vast sea of people.
Could you really bribe millions of people to fake it?
That cost can easily drag down the entire Volkswagen Group, it’s not worth it!
At most, you don't want to lose too badly, but winning is impossible.
Unless Spider-Man and Pink Cat fail, it will have to be a big failure!
Pink Cat came on stage, and this time she sang the main melody, a song by a well-known singer praising her hometown.
Her voice is majestic and magnificent, her high notes are bright, her middle notes are steady, and her low notes are accurate!
Everything is so perfect and stunning!
Just by singing, he instantly blew away everyone present. He is at the level of a singer.
But competition has more than just one dimension!
The work, the person, the song, the performance, the stage, and even the metaphysical audience appeal are all things that everyone considers.
As everyone expected, Spider-Man took the stage!
Wearing a neat black suit, white shirt, and still wearing the same red and blue mask, he walked onto the stage amid everyone's cheers and expectations.
Sat in front of the piano.
"He wants to play the piano?"
"He can play the piano?!"
"What song requires piano?! Is this a new level of pretentiousness?"
"Uh uh uh, treasure boy, what big move are you going to use this time?"
"It's finally the finals! What will Spider-Man do? I can't wait!"
Lin Shao clenched his fists and watched the people on the stage walking lightly, relaxed and comfortable. He felt resentful in his heart, but helpless.
Lin Yuan's heart almost jumped into his throat when he saw Spider-Man walking onto the stage with such ease.
He had been feeling uneasy all night, and now he was certain that his complicated emotions came from this opponent, but he didn't know the reason.
It wasn't him who went on the stage, nor was it him who competed, but he knew the result.
But why are his eyelids still twitching?
Lin Xin felt uncomfortable all over. He never thought that one day, a giant like Volkswagen would be completely helpless against such a small shrimp who had not yet made his debut.
Director Qu stared at the people on the stage with burning eyes, his heart was so excited that tears came to his eyes.
I remember when I received the registration call, I was shocked and unbelievable.
Later, as Iron Man's fame grew, he still couldn't believe that his show would one day welcome such a golden phoenix.
And now, the show has finally reached the throne!
The ratings soared with this final performance!
"Damn! It can still go up!"
"Oh my god! This is such a shattering wealth!"
"I'm so used to being poor! I'm so surprised that one day I'll see Hangzhou TV breaking 7!"
7.01%!
The ratings officially broke 7!
The host asked in an excited tone.
[Spider-Man, today is the final, what is your competition declaration? ]
Lin Mo thought carefully and replied, then slowly said:
[Ten years of sharpening a sword, yet the frosty blade has never been tested! ]
Everyone at the scene felt the hidden waves beneath the calm surface when Lin Mo said this.
I didn't think much about it, I just felt that the other party was just making harsh remarks before the game.
And it’s a poem of quite high quality!
Well-educated! As expected of a composer!
[Wow! So domineering! Ten years of sharpening a sword, the blade gleams with a cold light, but its sharpness has not yet been tested. So today, is it going to shatter the sky with one sword?]
Lin Mo listened but smiled without saying anything.
He didn't make it clear that the second half of the poem is "Today I show it to you, who has any grievances?"
Please tell me who has a grievance!
This is not a competition declaration, but a declaration of revenge!
He came not just for the competition, he came for the original owner's resentment!
One sword will wipe out all the injustices in the world!
Without further ado, the most anticipated contestant of the final of “The Masked Singer” officially started his performance.
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Nocturne
Singer: Spider-Man
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"Nocturne? What kind of song will it be?"
What kind of work can be produced with this final blow!
Lin Mo sat upright, and all eyes in the darkness were focused on him.
He could not see anyone as far as he could see. He was the only moon hanging high in the sky that night.
There seemed to be a faint glow between his fingers, like the stars in the Milky Way, resting gently on the black and white piano keys.
Today is his account of the past and of Lin Mo who passed away seven years ago.
Look, I inherited everything from you and I also took on your responsibilities.
I took good care of your family, and I gained new life from you.
The attention and recognition that I didn’t get in my previous life can be considered complete in this life.
We will all become better versions of ourselves.
The two Lin Mos seemed to merge into one at this moment! With the same obsession, they kept moving forward.
The music was gentle and melodious, and the piano sounded along with various instruments.
“!!!”
"Kill at the beginning!"
"Classical music?!"
"What kind of song are they going to sing? Such a big scene!"
Lin Mo was extremely immersed in the subject, as if he was in an empty space!
The sound of piano mixed with guitar was clear and pure, filling the entire space with sadness and nostalgia.
Just the first short paragraph captivated all the judges and audiences.
"Amazing! This opening paragraph is so amazing!"
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A swarm of bloodthirsty ants is attracted to the rotting flesh
I look at the lonely scenery with an expressionless face
After losing you, the love and hate became clear
What's the point of caring about losing you...
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“???”
“!!!”
"Uh uh uh, it started out as classical music, but what came out was rap?!"
"Does rap have an advantage in reaching the finals?"
Obviously, no!
Look at other people’s cards, rock, dance music and main melody!
They are all the type who are bold and take control of the whole situation!
But this side seems to be a sad and soothing rap, like crying and complaining.
The melody is soulful and full of imagery.
"No matter what type it is, just tell me if it sounds good or not!"
It's so good, how could it not be good! It's so good that even busy people passing by would stop and listen patiently!
Moreover, the visuals and arrangement of the lyrics and music feel eerily familiar.
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Ah, dark clouds begin to cover the night, the night is not clean
The echoes of the funeral in the park are flying all over the sky
The white roses I gave you withered in the pure black environment
The crows were eerily quiet on the branches...
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Lin Mo's beat and rhythm were unique and addictive. Everyone listened patiently while watching the lyrics on the screen, afraid to miss a word...
A picture seemed to appear before everyone's eyes.
The night is slightly cool, and the twilight lingers in my palm.
Darkness enveloped the world, and the strings plucked by the nocturne dripped into the heart.
The lingering sound of the song lingers in my left ear, a residual glimmer of light passes through my fingers, accompanied by the nocturne of the gentle breeze, telling of my inner melancholy.
The crows stopped croaking, with a sense of strangeness and despair; the dragonflies broke their wings, with a sense of numbness and sadness; the ants chased after the rotten meat, with a sense of greed and melancholy.
Playing nocturne under the moonlight, with longing in the tenderness.
The longing continues, but the love has come to an end.
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