Hua Nongying seized the opportunity, grabbed a bottle of red wine, and ran over to join the fun.
This lively atmosphere gradually came to an end as Kim Jung-jeon's song concluded.
Most people at the scene were still a little reluctant to leave.
They requested that the officials play another song to add a different atmosphere to the exchange.
However, there are rules to communication.
Those staff members clearly didn't want to break the rules.
Just as the group was feeling disappointed, an even more explosive prelude suddenly began.
Like the accompaniment of a stampede of ten thousand horses, like a thunderclap from a clear sky, it instantly grabbed everyone's attention.
hiss hiss hiss—
Before the music from the song even started playing, the six-member boy band had already run to the center of the music hall and started posing.
This scene left people somewhat bewildered.
After a few seconds of high-energy, accompaniment music, the six people on stage started dancing.
They were lip-syncing.
However, the music played was actually recorded, and the live dancing was just to bring the effect to its peak.
——
I woke up with the pitch-black night.
(Come on in, who's next?)
(Can't see the road ahead)
(Wandering aimlessly)
???? ??? ??? yeah (Pray until your voice is hoarse)
...
(I light the flame)
??? ?? (Burning Heart)
? ??? ?? ?? (I want to drive you crazy)
...
(Like being shot)
Bang bang bang (bang bang bang)
Bang bang bang (bang bang bang)
(Bang bang bang)
——
The foreign singers, who were initially reluctant to leave, found their restless emotions fulfilled after the song "BANG BANG BANG" began.
With the six-member boy band singing and dancing on stage, giving their all in every inch of their bodies, this was not only an opportunity for them, but also a challenge.
After the climax, the atmosphere at the scene was completely ignited.
It's even more exaggerated than Kim Jung-jeon's work.
Some foreign singers with incredibly strong musical talent even resorted to homophones in their renditions: "Ice, ice, ice, ice, duck, duck, duck, ice, ice, ice, duck, duck, duck, add or not add spicy, add or not add spicy..."
So much so that when the song ended, the foreign singers displayed even stronger emotions than before.
"Play it again!"
"Play it again!"
This kind of high-energy, fast-paced music is perfect for this kind of live atmosphere; nothing could be more fitting.
I thought Kim Jung-jeon's song was a killer, but I didn't expect Lee So-yang to be even more ruthless, dominating the opponent and leaving him completely humiliated.
"Holy crap... so this is what it looks like after recording!" Zhang Xincheng was shocked. If he weren't so old, he would have been tempted to go over and dance along.
Listening to the audio files back then, and then listening to the live recording, is a completely different experience.
It's the same song, but placed at different times and in different locations, yet it can have such a terrifyingly explosive effect.
"Is Zhaoyang going to take turns beating up all those aces?" Zhang Xincheng suddenly had a bold idea. He hadn't had such an absurd thought before, even after listening to the five audio files.
It already exists.
The song still echoed in Kim Jung-jeon's mind, but he refused to accept the fact that he had lost to the silver medalist: "How is this possible? You're just a silver medalist, how could you possibly write a piece like this? Cheating, cheating, cheating!!"
The South Korean contestant believed that the most effective way to retaliate was to accuse the other party of "cheating."
Unfortunately, this kind of counterattack is the most pale and powerless.
Li Zhaoyang, hands in his pockets, his gaze still fixed on the star lyricists and composers of the three groups: Corona, Trend, and Vortex: "Who's next for the third round?"
Arrogant!
domineering!
They were extremely arrogant.
Now, however, no one dares to say that he is arrogant.
Because they certainly have the right to be arrogant.
"It was Teacher Zhaoyang who said those things, so why am I the one who got all worked up?" Zhao Tianhe couldn't wait for his turn to make a move.
He has never had a significant moment of fame since he entered the industry.
He had a feeling that this time, following Teacher Zhaoyang, he would definitely be able to make a name for himself, and make a name for himself that would be remembered internationally.
“Kid, sit down, don’t be too arrogant. Let me handle the third round.” Dave of the Vortex duo spoke in broken Chinese: “The third round will make you hide all your brilliance.”
“English song, Mu Qiusheng.” Li Zhaoyang turned around gracefully, without looking back, leaving only these words before walking into the recording studio.
Mu Qiusheng, a second- or third-tier female singer, was already prepared. She got up, straightened her collar, and ran to the recording studio as quickly as possible.
Now no one underestimates Li Zhaoyang, the silver medalist.
Although they only won a silver medal, their Japanese and Korean songs are all popular hits, and the quality is top-notch.
They took down both of their aces.
Just after Dave led Zhang Wenlan into the recording studio, Jin Zhengtian angrily exclaimed, "Sunset Glow, where did you get such a strong silver medal?"
He ran back to the Crow Group.
Park Ling, as the representative of South Korea, looked at Zhang Zhen and said, "Li Zhaoyang is from your China. I've never heard of your China having such a great silver medal."
Zhang Zhen was speechless: "You should ask Noda that. Li Zhaoyang belongs to Wanxia. Noda has been fighting Wanxia for a while, so he probably knows Li Zhaoyang better than I do."
Noda Kazuto narrowed his eyes; he was too lazy to answer the question.
Finally, Kimura Taro answered on his behalf: "Li Zhaoyang is indeed not to be underestimated. Before this, he wrote a song called 'Sold Out,' which you all know."
Watanabe, the head of Rizhao Group, sneered: "Why bother with this? In the end, who gets the money is what matters. Anyway, our goal here is to win the crown."
Watanabe's words brought the group of people in charge back to their senses.
"It seems I underestimated Zhaoyang." Song Yuqin arrived at the Evening Glow branch office sometime later, holding a wine glass.
Qin Shiya, Supervisor Bian, and several other leaders also came over.
"Director, the best is yet to come." Zhang Shulan wasn't sure if Zhaoyang could win the championship, but he was definitely in the top three.
"Then I'm looking forward to it." Song Yuqin felt that Zhaoyang had experienced too much during his time in the United States.
They quietly expanded their repertoire to include foreign language songs, and at such a high level that they are in no way inferior to Chinese songs.
Ten minutes later.
Both of them came out at the same time.
Dave made a throat-slitting gesture: "This song of mine, which I've been working on for three years, is at an award-winning level."
Li Zhaoyang didn't answer him, but instead led the singer Mu Qiusheng in a certain direction.
The first song to play was "Take Me Hand" sung by Mu Qiusheng.
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