V2.Chapter 1114

Looking at the familiar figure on the propaganda poster, Wang fan is a little dazed. She has been running around all these years, and there is very little time to accompany Wang Beibei.

Inadvertently, Wang Beibei has grown graceful.

"Next, let's welcome No. 92 singer Wang Beibei to the stage. Her song is" dreamer "

Wang fan is looking at Wang Beibei's poster, suddenly in the gymnasium, the host mentioned Wang Beibei's name. Wang Fan's attention was immediately attracted and walked quickly towards the middle stage of the stadium.

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"Let youth blow your long hair, let it lead your dreams"

"Unconsciously, the history of this city has remembered your smile"

"The blue sky in red heart is the beginning of life"

"Spring rain never sleeps, the night when you used to sleep alone"

"Let the beautiful young flowers bloom the hidden beauty"

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Wang Fan has not yet crowded in front of the crowd, Wang Beibei has entered the realm of selflessness.

She opened the hearts of the people with a beautiful voice. The dark crowd was already infatuated and completely immersed in the story of the dreamer.

Wang Fan pushed forward and nodded all the way. The meaning of Wang Beibei's song has been expressed!

He is also a person who has been in H country for a long time. Although he has never performed on stage in person, the artists under the company often rehearse and learn. Influenced by this, Wang Fan naturally understands how to judge a song.

Wang Beibei's voice and expression are based on his skills. He uses emotion to lead his voice. Emotion creates the scene. Fast songs are as light as streams, and slow songs are as long as you like!

Between elegance and vulgarity, the new floating voice seems to be drawing with a singing voice, bringing an alternative aesthetic feeling. Her old songs are both new and kind, bringing people into the mood of nostalgia.

"Perfect! It's definitely a high score

Wang Fan kept praising Wang Beibei. After his efforts, he finally got to the front of the stage and could watch Wang Beibei closely.

"Who lingers in life in the samsara of past and future generations"

"I laugh at my worldly concern"

"Take a look at me, don't let the girl keep the pillow"

"Never regret, never die, forever lover"

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In the crowd's intoxicated expression, Wang Beibei's song slowly finished, but many people on the scene were still humming the main melody of the song, as if they wanted to listen to it again.

"Wang Beibei is so powerful. I thought he was the original singer!"

"The original song is not so good. Fortunately, I just recorded it."

"Why didn't I expect that the voice of Beibei goddess would be used as an alarm clock in the future, brother, send me a copy!"

"Brother, if it's convenient, give me one!"

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At the end of the song, the intoxicated people wake up one after another, and the crowd starts to talk like a frying pan. One by one, as if incarnated as a judge, began to comment.

"The people in the Conservatory of music have some basic knowledge. They can analyze it so thoroughly."

Wang Fan stood in the crowd, listening to the voices of many students behind him, he could not help but sigh in his heart.

The Conservatory of music in J city is worthy of being ranked among the best in the country. The foundation of students here is too solid. No wonder there are frequent top traffic stars in this school.

Wang Fan's eyes shifted from Wang Beibei to the three judges in the front. Although he and many students were optimistic about Wang Beibei, the final result has the final say of several judges.

"Eight points."

"Eight points!"

"Eight points!"

"The difficulty of this song is relatively low, the expression is too single, the action is not in place!"

Watching the judges give scores and brief comments, the scene suddenly fell into a strange quiet.

Wang Fangang was just outside, but when he saw the scoring rules, the three judges gave the score and then took the average value. So, the overall score of Wang Beibei's song was only 8 points!

For J City Conservatory of music, 8 is just a passing score line, and most of the students in the conservatory are above 9 or even 10.

"It's too strict, isn't it? I only got 8 points?"

"It's impossible. Did the judges just doze off, or how could they only give 8 points?"

"No, I heard that there is an inside story. The goddess Beibei certainly didn't give red envelopes to these judges. Let's raise money. The goddess can't be eliminated on the way like this!"

Some of Wang Beibei's fans are unbelievable.

After hearing the conversation, Wang Fan was also a little annoyed. Wang Beibei's strength is obvious to all. Has the hidden rules of the outside world penetrated into the Qingqing campus?

Otherwise, those who can sit on the judges' bench are not at least people who don't understand five tones. They have the ability and experience in this field, but they only give such low scores. Wang Fan has to doubt the purpose of these judges.

Now is the promotion, and Wang Beibei's 8 points, can only be ranked in the middle position, this is absolutely appropriate to be eliminated!

Wang Fan looked at the judges. At the moment, they didn't like it. They put down the scoreboard and motioned the host to sing the next singer.

In this kind of audition, the judge's score is days.

There is no interactive bonus link for fans at all, and they will not comment on the details after scoring, because doing so will undoubtedly increase their workload and greatly extend their working hours.

"Can you judge more? It's clear that there are no flaws in the performance of this song. Why does it have such a low score? "

Wang Fan jumped directly onto the stage. At the moment, he was angry and looked directly at several judges.

"That's right. Wang Beibei is the strength of our college. Is such a good singing skill worth 8 points? Why do people who sing out of tune come in front of her? "

"I know the man with high marks. It's said that he came in through the back door."

"Black curtain! It's an exaggeration that this kind of black screen actually appeared in a campus trial. I'll take a picture of them! "

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Seeing Wang Fan questioning several judges, Wang Beibei's fans were like a master's mind, and make complaints about it.

"Who are you? Student or star Scout? Do you want to make trouble now? "

"As the judges of the audition competition, naturally we are notarized. The score we give to the singer naturally has our judgment basis. Do you want to stand for the singer?"

The three judges looked at Wang Fan impatiently. The young judge with curly hair sitting on the left side said angrily to Wang Fan. It seems that if Wang fan doesn't leave, he will call the security guard to drive him out.

"I don't care who you are. Disturbing the best voice audition is enough to detain you for a few days. Now get out of the way!"

"Why talk so much to these people and think that they have some strength and want to do whatever they want? The comprehensive score of this song is like this. If you want to make trouble, you have to look at the venue. Can you believe that we will cancel the qualification of the singer behind you, and even refuse her to participate in the second round of the competition? "

"Apologize quickly, otherwise Wang Beibei's acting career will be gone, because you dare to question the impartiality of the judges, which is unforgivable in any entertainment company!"

Three judges looked at the silent Wang Fan, said arrogantly.