Chapter 322 Semifinals

The third day of the Cantor of the World.

Nolan National Theatre.

Horolia sang the last note softly, and when her singing stopped, Horolia opened her eyes, and the audience standing on the stage stood up without exception and gave Holo a sigh of relief. Leah applauds.

Her gaze swept across Bishop Darko sitting in the auditorium, and a legion commander sitting next to the vulture. Finally some relief.

"Thank you everyone."

Gloria glanced at the nearly 30,000 votes behind her, and bowed slightly to the audience and the camera with an excited and happy smile on her face.

"It seems that the audience who like Miss Liya's singing far exceeds Mrs. Moya... Please continue to show your singing voice on this stage, and Mrs. Moya. Although you are unfortunately eliminated, I like you very much The nursery rhyme that was sung."

Joshua, who was one of the judges, also applauded this "ordinary little girl" without hesitation, and then also gave victory to an old woman standing next to Gloria.

The rule of the semi-finals is that two contestants are on the same stage. When one contestant sings, the other contestant stands on the stage and listens to her singing.

This has the meaning of a group arena.

"It's my luck to hear such a beautiful singing voice from Miss Liya."

The old lady looked very open.

"It's...my honor." After thanking Mrs. Moya shyly, Hororia returned to the backstage amidst applause.

Behind the scenes of the stage is a hall for the first-timers to rest. There are only sixteen contestants today.

Therefore, the hall that could originally accommodate hundreds of people, even with the addition of the friends and relatives of these sixteen contestants, seemed a bit empty.

Horolia had just adjusted her expression, and when she came to the hall to find her guardian knight, Messai, a well-dressed man suddenly walked in front of Horolia.

"Miss Liya..."

The man has pure golden hair and eyes as blue as the sky, and his facial features are handsome enough to attract noble ladies to dance with him at any ball.

And his manner and temperament seemed to be that of a well-educated nobleman.

"Excuse me...you...are..."

Gloria did not forget her identity and personality, and at this moment she showed the reaction that a "civilian girl" should have. She took a step back and looked at the person in front of her with some anxiety.

"My name is Roa Moratico, the second son of Earl Farosilars Moratico."

He politely took off his top hat, with a gentle smile on his face.

"You... hello, my name is Liya."

Gloria's voice sounded a little intermittent, and the expression on her face was a little terrified. For her, a 'commoner girl', the second son of an earl, no matter which country he came from, needs to be absolutely in awe. .

"You don't need to be so reserved, Miss Liya."

Seeing her terrified look, Roja wanted to gently hold her palm to get closer.

But this action was avoided by Hororia's retreat without leaving a trace.

This forced Roja to withdraw his hand hovering in mid-air with some embarrassment, but his good communication skills allowed him to quickly ease the awkward atmosphere.

"Actually, Ms. Liya, I have another identity here, that is, an opera singer from the Faluoxi Phoenix Feather Opera Troupe... and also one of the contestants who are promoted to the world's singers." Roja said.

"You... do you have... anything for me?"

Hororia easily restrained her inner disgust, and continued to play the role of an ordinary civilian.

"I hope to invite you to join my troupe." When Roja said this, he took a step forward and approached Gloria, looking at this plainly dressed civilian girl with affectionate eyes.

"I was overwhelmed by your singing the first time I heard it...Miss Liya, your singing should not be buried in this city! I swear in the name of the Moratiko family, I Make you the most famous opera singer in Fallowhi, and even the king of Fallowhi would have to wait in line to get tickets to your theater."

Roja's voice is full of absolute self-confidence. In his opinion, any opera singer who was born in poverty works hard to practice and express himself in order to become a world-famous opera singer, and what he wants to achieve after becoming famous... Of course... …

"You will have a status no less than nobles and unimaginable wealth."

Roja stared closely at the brown pupils of this commoner girl, as well as her fearful and restless eyes, and Roja reached out to touch Liya's freckled cheeks.

Wealth and status have been given, and Roja is going to conquer this commoner girl with his own charm.

But before he could touch Lia's cheek, a hand reached out and grabbed his arm.

Roja wanted to break free for a moment, but found that the strength of that hand was amazing, and even made him feel the pain of being pinched by iron clamps.

"Who..." Roja's voice was a little angry, and he followed the arm and saw the person who suddenly appeared beside Gloria.

It was... a blond girl who was almost as tall as him, but the coldness in her eyes made Roja shiver inexplicably.

"Master Roja!"

Roja's guards wanted to rush over at this moment, but the other party just pushed lightly, and Roja's body lost his balance and fell backwards. He fell straight into the arms of his guards and barely kept balance.

"Stop..."

After Roja stood up again, he stopped several of his guards, and the attendants of the surrounding Nolan National Theater had already noticed the situation here.

If there is a dispute here, he will probably lose his style directly according to the rules set by the owner of the Nolan National Theatre.

"Sorry, Lia...I'm late."

Mi Sai looked at the handsome young opera singer in front of him, his eyes were full of chills.

"I'm fine, sister."

Gloria casually made up a nonsense about her relationship with Misai, then ran to Misai's side and held Misai's hand.

"Mr. Roja, you seem to be the next player to play?" Holoria asked suddenly.

"That's right." Roja tidied up his clothes, trying his best to maintain a smile on his face.

If Messi is a male, maybe Roja will show her some color.

But it is a pity that Misai is a woman, and she is also a beautiful girl. One of their family mottos has always been to treat beautiful girls well.

"I will consider your proposal, but you have to prove yourself to me first... If you can't even win this 'little game' you said, I think you and that bird feather named So is the troupe."

Gloria said something that sounded a bit... vicious in an innocent tone.

Of course Roja heard the meaning of sarcasm in the words, his brows jumped slightly, but the smile on his face remained unchanged.

"Your opponent seems to be sitting there, dressed in a bit of desolation, I hope it won't affect your noble image on the stage."

Gloria glanced at a figure sitting in the corner. That figure had been sitting in the corner and muttering something non-stop since just now, and it seemed crazy to outsiders.

"He won't." After Roja said this sentence, Gloria took Messi away directly, and Roja also looked at the very poorly dressed figure sitting in the corner .