Backstage, the two groups of singing guests and contestants who had not yet appeared looked at each other and saw helplessness in each other's eyes.

Before, Qiu Jie and Ye Cang had been talking nonsense on the stage, and they had discussed giving them a lesson, but now seeing their performance, they knew that they were arrogant but they really had the ability.

Now they were more worried about themselves, and they hoped that they would not be outdone by these two. Li Zihang,

who was about to go on stage, stretched his body and said, "Let's go all out!"

"Come on!" With

the pressure from Qiu Jie and Ye Cang, the two groups who were going to perform next did not dare to take it lightly at all. Their performances on stage were exciting and explosive, and they presented two high-quality performances.

The screams from the audience continued, and they were both satisfied and entangled.

The three high-quality performances made them feel very happy, but then they fell into a dilemma of making a choice. After all, they could only support one person, and they felt as if they were digging out meat.

However, the final result came out, and Ye Cang and Qiu Jie still won the first game with an absolute advantage.

The host handed the microphone to Qiu Jie.

Qiu Jie smiled and looked at Ye Cang: "I have done what I said, and the rest is up to you. Since you have made such a harsh statement, don't let me down! If you don't win more than 100 votes in a while, I will laugh at you."

Ye Cang: "You won't have this chance."

The two of them were so oblivious to others, but others couldn't stand it anymore.

Li Zihang: "Do you think we are dead? - Liu Qi, we will teach him a lesson later."

Liu Qi didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He had already recognized his position. He should not join in the fun when the two gods were fighting.

The three contestants went downstairs to prepare for the next competition.

The staff guided the three singing guests to sit in the guest seats. In front of the seniors, even the arrogant Qiu Jie restrained himself a lot, greeted them obediently along the way, and then sat next to Tang Ruoyi.

Facing the familiar company senior, Qiu Jie relaxed a lot: "Report to Sister Ruoyi, the task was successfully completed."

Tang Ruoyi: "Thank you for your hard work this time."

Qiu Jie: "Not hard, a piece of cake."

Tang Ruoyi heard him bragging and said with a smile: "Still bragging, just now on the stage, you almost got pushed down, right?"

Qiu Jie was seen through by her, and felt embarrassed for a moment, then muttered: "I underestimated the enemy, but where did this Ye Cang come from? He is simply too strong on the stage."

Tang Ruoyi shook his head. The current Ye Cang was completely transformed from his performance in the previous elimination round. Could it be that a person's progress would be so fast? Or did they never see his talent?

At this time, Bai Lin beside him spoke up: "Xiao Qiu, it is said that Ye Cang will sing original works in the next two shows. Have you heard of it?"

Qiu Jie shook his head: "The program group kept it very secret. I have no chance to hear it at all."

Several bigwigs looked at each other. Although they accepted the invitation of the program group for their own reasons, they had to say that they were all very curious about Ye Cang.

Ye Cang's adaptations in the previous few shows showed his musical skills and aura, which are very rare in this circle. But strong adaptation ability does not mean that his original works are also good enough to catch their eyes.

"I hope his original ability can be as good as his singing ability." Fan Jing said at last.

——The

order of appearance in the second show is calculated based on the support rate ranking of the previous show.

Liu Qi was the first to come out, followed by Li Zihang, and finally Ye Cang.

Liu Qi's performance was very good, and Li Zihang was not bad either, which was proven by the cheers and applause from the audience.

However, for the bigwigs in the guest seats, they were most concerned about Ye Cang, who came out last.

- What kind of song will he bring?

Shen Huai had asked Ye Cang this question before.

Looking at Lu Yang's life, although he was called the "Rock Tyrant", he actually dabbled in various musical styles, and even for rock songs, he had written about a variety of themes.

Ye Cang leaned on the sofa at the time, turned his head to look at Shen Huai, and gently uttered two words: "Death."

The host read out the name of the song.

- "The World After Death."

Ye Cang has changed into a new outfit, a black trench coat with a black shirt and black trousers, even the electric guitar in his hand is pure black. His hair was fixed behind his head with hair gel, his expression was grim, and he looked like the god of death walking out of hell.

He just stood in the center of the stage, and the atmosphere changed abruptly.

The lights dimmed, as if adding a bit of solemnity.

And at this moment, a string of high-pitched guitar sounds filled the entire stage. The difficult performance, which was almost like a show of skill, made people's adrenaline soar to the highest level.

However, at the climax, the music suddenly stopped.

The feeling of being unable to vent turned into depression, accumulating in the chest.

The lights on the stage suddenly turned on, but there was only one beam, falling straight in the center.

Ye Cang's body was half in the light and half in the dark.

At this time, the band began to play. The musical notes were like a sharp blade, breaking through the depression in the chest, but the feeling of suffocation did not disappear. The dense drum beats seemed to echo the frequency of the heart, making everyone breathless.

Ye Cang's voice joined in at this time.

The slightly rough voice directly pulled people into the abyss. The song seemed to have some kind of magic, like a roller coaster. When it climbed to the highest peak, it was like a close contact with death. The fear and despair were so clear.

What exactly is death? What is the world after death?

In this world, I am afraid that no one knows better than Ye Cang.

It is loneliness and endless darkness.

It was like putting a person into the deep sea, with the chest being squeezed by pressure to the point of exploding, but because there was no way to die, one could only endure this pain in vain.

This feeling would scare people even once, but Lu Yang endured it for more than thirty years.

Shen Huai looked at Ye Cang singing passionately on the stage, and suddenly felt a little distressed.

Since his resurrection, he never seemed to say what kind of life he led in his old home. Day after day, he existed alone in a world that no one could see. How strong must he be to not collapse?

Shen Huai had never thought about these questions before, but after hearing this song, he understood.

The man on the stage was much stronger than he thought.

When Ye Cang finished singing, the audience at the scene breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, and even the audience outside the screen could hear the clear sound of the breath.

The guests in the guest seats also breathed a sigh of relief.

Lu Zhenzhen wiped the sweat from his forehead, smiled bitterly and said, "I'm afraid I'm going to have a nightmare when I go back tonight."

Chang Min and Tang Ruoyi looked at each other. Both of them are creative singers. This song shocked them much more than others.

Death is an eternal topic in creation, and the styles are also different, some are scary, some are weird, some are respectful, some are funny, and some songs can even drive people to commit suicide, but there has never been a song that makes people feel as if they have really transcended death and seen the world after death.

Chang Min showed a reluctant smile: "I almost thought that he really died once and saw the world after death, so he could write such a song."

The others did not speak. They had a vague understanding of things on the Internet and knew that Ye Cang had experienced cyber violence and committed suicide before. Maybe he really died once, just like Xia Fei said, he exchanged souls with the devil in hell, which gave him this amazing talent today.

In fact, there are many people who can sing in China, and it is not impossible to find someone who sings better than Ye Cang.

However, not everyone has the ability to create original works, let alone such excellent original works. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is rare to see such a song in ten years.

Many well-known creators may work hard all their lives to write such a song, but Ye Cang has already written it now, and he is still so young.

The director has turned the camera to the guest seats, and the staff passed the microphone over. The host asked: "Teachers, after seeing Ye Cang's performance, do you have anything to say?"

Bai Lin sighed: "The young are formidable."

Lu Zhenzhen took the microphone and said with a smile: "The reason why I accepted the invitation of the program team is because Ji Qing praised you in every way. After I go back, I will tell him that you are better than he said."

Lu Zhenzhen's words made many viewers exclaim. This evaluation is too high.

Chang Min, who came after him, gave a higher compliment: "I have now forgotten the performances of the first two contestants. Of course, this does not mean that their performances were not good. In fact, they were already excellent enough. It's just that no matter how exquisite the performances were, they would inevitably pale in comparison to a song like this. This is the incomparable vitality that only a good song has."

The microphone was finally passed to Fan Jing. This national treasure singer is famous for his amiability, but at this moment his expression was very serious.

"Indeed, you are very talented. I can see your sensitivity and purity in music. This is your greatest treasure. I hope that you can maintain this sincerity in music. This song is just the beginning. You will bring us more and better works."

Ye Cang's eyes swept across these faces and vaguely saw something familiar in them.

He once thought that the music industry in 30 years would be corrupted by money and impetuousness, but now he saw in these bigwigs the love and pursuit of music that they had never lost. He

smiled: "Don't worry, you'll see it soon."

Fan Jing: "..."

The other bigwigs were also speechless. Young man, don't get so cocky when you are just exaggerating. Do you think all good songs are easy to come by?

Not to mention the bigwigs, even the bullet screen couldn't stand it.

[Fuck, the bigwigs take their compliments seriously? Can't they be more humble? ]

[They have the power, is there any need to be humble? Excessive humility is hypocrisy, okay! 】

【I don't deny that Ye Cang has strength, but even Fang Jiqing can't come up with two songs of the same quality】

【I also want to mock Ye Cang, but when I think of the faces that Ye Cang has slapped since the top ten, I don't dare to do it】

【The person who was just slapped in the face dare not say anything, and his heart is so tired】

In short, Ye Cang won another victory without any suspense.

And Li Zihang, relying on the accumulated advantages of two games, defeated Liu Qian and entered the final battle for the championship and runner-up.