Chapter 512 The Remaining Lotus Listens to the Rain

Xia Ling didn't smile.

She always felt that there was something fishy about this matter, so the next day, when the arena competition started, she invited Li Lei to observe.

The first champion of the arena competition is randomly selected by the system. The selected singer is named Vivian, who has recently become popular. In fact, the level difference between the singers who signed up for this event is not too big - those who are not strong are afraid of losing and humiliating themselves; while those who are too strong are afraid that if they win, they will be said to be weak. It would be even more embarrassing if I lost, so I wouldn’t come to participate. Most of the people who come to participate are newly-minted singers who are eager to become famous, or singers who have been around for a long time but are not popular yet and want to increase their popularity.

This Vivian is not weak in strength and can be regarded as quite capable among the newly rising generation.

Xia Ling was protected by Li Lei and stood in the crowd. She heard fans saying in her ears: "Now those participating singers are in such a miserable state. They started from such a high starting point. Vivian Ye won the best award in the Singapore Singer Competition." The new king’s.”

"That's right," someone else said, "I'm afraid I can only count on her being knocked off her feet in a wheel battle."

"The first one to challenge is definitely a stepping stone for others."

"I wonder who could be so stupid as to be the first to come up."

"No one is stupid. There must be no one on board, and then the system will randomly select a challenger." Some fans who have participated in several music festivals analyzed it, and others agreed and nodded.

Xia Ling thought so too.

The host wearing a black lace semi-transparent outfit asked on the stage: "Is there anyone coming up to challenge? If not, the system will automatically start... Ah, wait, surprisingly, we have a challenger. ! Who dares to challenge our Best Rookie King?"

Everyone's eyes followed the host.

It turned out to be...

"Xia Yu," fans exclaimed one after another, "Is she crazy? Don't you know Vivian is so popular?"

"Why is our Xiaoyu so crazy?" Some die-hard fans of Xia Yu retorted, "She is so powerful. No one else dares to challenge Vivian. Only our Xiaoyu is capable and is not afraid of her!"

"That's right, who is Singapore's best new artist? He was tortured to pieces by our Xiao Yu."

"That's right."

Fans cheered Xia Yu one after another, and even the crowd watching the excitement started to make noises for fear of causing chaos in the world.

Amid the hustle and bustle, Xia Yu walked onto the stage with a smile on her face. She lightly opened her red lips and said, "Vivian, please accept my challenge." Her voice was soft and calm, like a noble princess.

"Xia Yu, Xia Yu, Xia Yu!"

"Vivian, Vivian, Vivian!" The cheers of fans on both sides were deafening.

Even Li Lei was a little unsure and touched Xia Ling's shoulder lightly: "Who do you think will win?" He was born with some tone-deafness, so he was lucky to be the boss of the entertainment company. At this time, a little I didn’t feel embarrassed, so I humbly asked classmate Xia Xiaoling for advice.

Classmate Xia Xiaoling rarely showed her superiority in IQ: "Logically speaking, Vivian's chances of winning are much greater." Her eyes lingered on the big screen behind the stage, where Vivian's life was scrolling - —She is a folk singer who has loved singing since she was a child. When she was in school, she often held "concerts" on the playground during recess time, and many classmates would come out of the teaching building to listen. Her debut experience was also based on her success on the stage through folk auditions.

"Singers like her," Xia Ling commented, "singing skills may not be as good as those of professional contestants from training camps, and may even appear rough. However, her stage performance must be good, that is to say, she has a very good stage. Dominance, as long as you stand on stage and sing, you will be better than usual."

Li Lei listened very carefully and kept nodding.

Xia Ling continued: "As for Xia Yu, it's just the opposite. Xia Yu's singing is guided by experts and even synthesized in the later stage of the recording studio. She is born with a weak body and does not have much stage experience. For her, Your performance on the stage will not be as good as usual.

"One is strong and the other is weak, one is ebbing and the other is ebbing, so I think Vivian has a good chance of winning."

"Then Vivian must have won." Li Lei smiled. How could his Xiao Ling's judgment be wrong?

Unexpectedly, Xia Ling shook her head: "This is what's weird about me. Logically speaking, Xia Yu should also know her own strengths and weaknesses very well, so why would she choose to confront Vivian head-on? If she didn't have to win, You should not be so reckless." You know, losing the first game is very embarrassing.

Li Lei also didn't understand: "What you said makes sense, what can she rely on?"

In exchange, Xia Ling gave her a big eye roll. At this moment, she felt a little regretful. What kind of boyfriend should she bring when she goes out to the music festival? She should bring Wei Shaoyin or Feng Kun. A few people can comment and comment, so they can be close friends and lively.

She glanced at a certain boss sadly, feeling deeply that she was playing the piano to a bull.

A certain boss hugged her unconsciously, looking at the stage with his eyes, waiting for the situation to develop.

Vivian sang one of her famous songs first. When the song ended, the audience burst into applause. As Xia Ling commented before, although her singing skills were somewhat lacking, her stage dominance was very good and her emotions were extremely contagious. Without even realizing it, everyone was mesmerized and immersed in her singing.

Xia Ling believed that this would be difficult for Xia Yu to do.

The host was also captivated by Vivian's singing and asked Xia Yu: "Xiao Yu, after listening to such a beautiful song, do you feel any pressure?"

"Pressure?" Xiaoyu smiled very beautifully, "Of course there is pressure. Miss Vivian sings very well, but I believe that my singing is not bad, so I won't lose."

Off the stage, the crowd became restless again, expecting Xia Yu to give everyone a wonderful performance.

The sound of music spreads slowly, like water flowing.

It is a very touching song and one of Xia Yu’s most popular songs, "The Remnant Lotus Listens to the Rain".

"In the early summer of that year, there was a silent sadness...

"The flying fireflies and flying flowers of that year reflected your picturesque features...

"You ask me where is the end of the world, riding a horse and holding a sword... Isn't it true that there are still lotuses and silk rain at the end of the world like a painting..."

She is very good at this kind of light and melancholy music style, which is particularly suitable for her tender and fragile temperament. With the plaintive singing, it is like a beautiful picture of the Jiangnan water town is displayed in front of everyone, making people unable to fall into it. Get out.

Xia Ling felt that she was about to refresh her evaluation. Obviously, Xia Yu, who was standing on the stage at this moment, was not weak in dominance at all. Although there was no raging passion, her singing voice that penetrated people's hearts bit by bit showed her skills. .

After three days of separation, you should look at each other with admiration.