Chapter 290

Sir Bauhinia sat in the auditorium of the theatre. He was sitting in the audience as a judge.

On the stage, one after another "singers" from all over Nolan stepped on and off the stage.

At present, the white wattle has reviewed 23 contestants who have come to participate in the world singers competition, and of these 23, 21 performances are not good enough to make Sir Bauhinia sigh.

He had lowered his standards to such a low level that any contestant could meet the standards of the bards that are found everywhere in the streets.

It's a pity that the white wattle has not found a player who can fully interpret any song or poem, or sing like a song.

Most of them are either tone deaf, or they suddenly forget their words in the middle of singing. The worst thing is that they don't say a word after they go on stage.

The only two contestants who passed the test were still experienced bards, but the songs they sang were still at a very poor level in the eyes of Sir Bauhinia.

Music in this world is not as cheap as it is on earth. Ordinary people have few opportunities to enjoy music except to listen to the singing of poets.

This time the world's singers have been able to recruit so many people.

Sir Bauhinia thinks it should be the flower of fallow and Belle's charm.

Many people who know nothing about music have joined the audition team, hoping to take this opportunity to meet the flowers of farosi or belle.

In the end, however, their hopes were dashed. The judges of the audition were only "Steinfeld", and even Sir Bauhinia decided to hand over the audition to his cronies the day after tomorrow.

"Is Mr. Joshua expecting too much?"

Sir Bauhinia looked at the contestant's entry form with red forks on it.

From the point of view of the white wattle, it is a kind of extravagant hope that Joshua can find some "amazing" singers among the common people or nobles of Nolan.

Even if it was extravagant, sir Bauhinia still did not give up. He put down the record board in his hand and made a gesture to the attendants on the field.

"Next."

After the white wattle Jazz eliminated the 24th player, the attendants invited the 25th player to the stage.

The 25th player caught the attention of the white wattle jazz as soon as he came on the stage because He was too big, close to two meters high, and dressed in leather armour and a horn helmet.

No matter how you look at it, you should not stand on the stage as an opera player, but should appear in a war of Warcraft hunting.

Sir Bauhinia calmed his mood and made a sign that he could start.

Before the beginning, sir Bauhinia also expected the mercenary to conquer people with his voice, but his expectation was finally defeated.

This mercenary's singing voice is as rough as his appearance, which makes people hard to accept. Rough is just a good description. A more appropriate description is It's just shouting.

More than 20 contestants white Jinghua Sir gives the appraisal is unqualified, this one Sir Bauhinia immediately waved and ordered the servant to stop his performance.

"Stop! This is enough! "

The attendant covered his ears and stepped onto the stage, shouting at the mercenary.

"Stop?"

The servant's tone was not good. In addition, he abruptly interrupted the mercenary's performance, which made the mercenary's anger rise to an uncontrollable level.

He took a step towards the attendants. His big figure was full of pressure. He seemed ready to use the usual solution of mercenaries, which was violence.

Sir Bauhinia saw that the situation on the stage began to turn out of control. He stood up and was ready to call on the order casters to intervene.

Sure enough, it's hard to get these rude people on stage!

Two order casters under Sir Bauhinia stepped onto the stage, trying to "persuade" the mercenary to calm down, but his mood became more and more agitated.

The casters underestimated the power of the mercenaries, one of whom was pushed away, and the other contestants watching behind the scenes became a little flustered.

The scene began to get out of control. Sir Bauhinia was about to allow the two casters to use offensive magic when a girl in a pure white dress suddenly stepped out of the crowd.

The girl went straight to the mercenary

"Get out of the way!" The mercenary is about to treat the two casters in a rude way.

But in the next second, the other party also stretched out his slender arm and held the mercenary's wrist. When the mercenary's wrist was held by the other party, he tried to break free but failed. The strength of the other party was amazing.

"Calm down." Said the girl in a serious tone.Even if the other party's dress up how gentle and quiet, but her body that like a sharp blade momentum but scared the mercenary.

The mercenary slowly took back his hand and calmed down. He moved his wrist for a moment, and the place he was holding hurt faintly.

Seeing the mercenary calm down, the other two casters are ready to release magic to make them unconscious, but they are stopped by Sir Bauhinia.

"It was my judgment that was too rash, so I interrupted your performance." Sir Bauhinia again beckoned the two casters to step back.

The purpose of this competition is to provide a stage for any common man in Nolan to show his voice. Sir Bauhinia is indeed qualified to think that the other party can not get on the formal stage, but he is not qualified to interrupt his performance.

Aware of this, sir Bauhinia apologized to the mercenary. The mercenary accepted Sir baijinghua's apology on the face of the girl, who was nearly 1.8 meters tall and looked very unpleasant.

The performance soon began again. Sir white wattle listened to the mercenary's "affectionate singing" and began to regret that he had promised to give him a chance to perform again.

But gradually to the back, when the white Jinghua jazz to listen to this kind of wild song, inexplicably there is a kind of Listen carefully, it's a kind of illusion with feeling?!

"Congratulations, you passed."

Sir Bauhinia recognized the mercenary's performance and gave him the qualification to participate in the next round.

After passing through, the mercenary nodded and walked off the stage with satisfaction. The next one on the stage was the girl who had stopped the rough behavior of the mercenary.

The Messiah came to the stage. At this time, the chivalrous lady had completely disappeared from her majestic appearance when she stopped the mercenaries. She covered her skirt with her hand in the face of the crowd, and she was at a loss.

The woman knight is in hesitation. She has not tried singing for more than ten years, but a message pops up in front of her, which makes her determined.

"Knight of the Messiah, advance to the next round. This is the order."

This is a message from Saint helolea.

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