fictionpage Chapter 161 Chinese Style Ceiling, Hair Like Snow
Chapter 161 Chinese Style Ceiling, Hair Like Snow
According to the program rules, Zhou Chengjie appeared on stage as scheduled and sang a latest song, which attracted unanimous praise from everyone.
"The sword of Zhou Tianwang is still young."
"Is the championship guaranteed?"
"It's hard to say, Chen Feng hasn't sung yet."
"Chen Feng? If he wants to win the championship, he has to come up with a divine song."
"Let's watch again. After all, that guy is so amazing. He might even be able to come up with a divine song."
"..."
Seeing that it was his turn to sing on stage, Chen Feng took a deep breath and immediately left the sofa.
"Come on." Zhao Qinghan looked at his back and hesitated, and finally said these two words softly.
"Okay." Chen Feng waved to her coolly, then opened the door and walked to the stage resolutely.
. . .
In the live broadcast room, when the screen showed Chen Feng, his fans cheered for him on the barrage.
"He's coming, he's coming."
"Looking forward to Chen Feng's new song."
"Come on, win today's Singing King, you will be the King of Heaven."
"I'm really looking forward to it. I don't know what song he will sing today."
"No matter what song it is, if it is produced by Chen Feng, it must be a masterpiece."
"..."
After Chen Feng walked onto the stage, he waved to the camera with a calm face, and the information about the song he was about to sing was also displayed on the screen. His hair was like snow.
In order to win the championship this time and to complete the system's tasks, Chen Feng carefully chose the pinnacle work of Zhou Tianwang in his previous life. He firmly believed that with this song, the championship would definitely belong to him.
"The wolf-mooned moon makes the beautiful woman haggard"
"I raised my glass and drank up the wind and snow"
"Who overturned the cabinet of past lives and caused trouble?"
"Yuan Zi Jue, several reincarnations"
"You knit your brows, but if you cry, your beauty won't come back."
"Even though history has turned to ashes, my love will never die"
"..."
When Chen Feng's deep singing voice sounded, the live broadcast room suddenly boiled.
"What the hell? Hua Guofeng?"
"It's not just Chinese style, it's also the pinnacle of horse riding."
"It feels no less than Dongfeng Po."
"Is this an amplification move?"
"Haha, with this song, the championship is guaranteed."
"I declare that from now on he will be King Chen. Who agrees and who opposes?"
"..."
When Chen Feng appeared on the stage, Zhou Chengjie kept his eyes on the screen. He was also curious about what kind of song the other party would come up with on the final stage, but when he heard the lyrics of Fa Ruxue, he understood I'm afraid I'm out of luck. "This boy, the championship is gone."
Qin Mei joked at the side: "Haha, the majestic Zhou Tianwang gave up so quickly?"
"I can't do it unless I admit defeat. This song is too strong." Zhou Chengjie smiled bitterly. Facing the stunningly talented young man on the screen, no one could do it.
"Well, this song is a classic both in terms of genre and lyrics. Moreover, it is also a Chinese-style song. It is not unfair for you to lose to this song. From today on, he will probably officially enter the ranks of the kings." ”
"Yeah." Zhou Chengjie nodded, and then exclaimed: "This guy is really jealous. Some singers are only at the top of their lives. He has become the king of the world within half a year of his debut. It's really infuriating that people are more popular than others."
. . .
"Prosperity is like three thousand east flowing water"
"I only take a scoop of love to understand"
"I only love the butterfly you incarnate in"
"..."
In another lounge, Lin Xun's face had turned pale. He knew in his heart that with this song, there would be no chance of winning the championship. He only hoped that his ranking could be as high as possible.
Thinking of this, the singer, known as the King of Creation, couldn't help clenching his fists and his eyes were filled with jealousy.
. . .
On the stage, Chen Feng continued to sing the first song "Ruxue" with concentration while raising his voice.
"Your hair is like snow, so sad and beautiful to say goodbye"
"Who was touched by my burning incense?"
"Invite the bright moon to make memories bright"
"Love is perfect under the moonlight"
"Your hair is like snow and your tears are flying"
"Who am I waiting for to grow old?"
"The world of mortals is drunk, the years of drunkenness"
"I will carve a monument of my eternal love for you without regrets."
"..."
The sudden high-pitched sound made netizens feel numb, and they all lamented on the barrage.
"Damn it, Chen Feng's singing skills are amazing."
"My creative ability is incomparable, and my singing skills are top-notch. I am truly a king."
"I'm so excited. This first hair is like snow, it's amazing."
"Please Chen Feng release an album soon, it will definitely sell out."
"This song will be the same as Dongfeng Po, and it will belong to the ceiling of Chinese style."
. . .
Wang Shengjie stared at the figure on the screen, sighed and said: "Sure enough, some people are born to eat this bowl of rice, so you can't accept it."
Luo Ziyi chuckled and said: "What? One song can make you, the king of heaven, bow to you?"
"What I'm saying is that I'm not the one competing anyway. Brother Jie and Lao Lin are probably even more panicked. I have to say that this junior is really outstanding. Let's not talk about his singing skills. After all, any singer who can compete with the king is not bad at all. The main thing is his composition. His ability is enough to overwhelm everyone, and I can only say awesome about it."
The sudden curse words made Luo Ziyi dumbfounded. He couldn't help laughing and said: "Of course, why else do you think I signed with Xinghai? It's not because the boss is too awesome."
Wang Shengjie looked stunned for a moment, then gave her a thumbs up, "I'm hugging you with my thighs. Yes, you are quite discerning."
"Haha, it's really good to hug the thighs. I can't help it. Who can make someone so fierce? He is the king at the age of 23. It is simply unprecedented."
"King of Heaven?" Wang Shengjie murmured, "Our end point is just someone else's starting point, so angry."
. . .
Taylor Swift listened to this song intently. Although she didn't understand the lyrics, the music was indeed similar.
Compared to her, Bai Yaru looked more excited. Looking at the face of a similar age to himself on the screen, his eyes were full of admiration.
. . .
"Laer la laer la laer laer la"
"Laer la laer la laer laer ah"
"The bronze mirror reflects innocence and ponytail"
"If you act wild, I will accompany you with wine in this life."
"..."
At the show, when Chen Feng finished singing, almost all the audience stood up from their seats and gave him the warmest applause. It was obvious that this song Ruxue had conquered everyone.
Chen Feng was not surprised at all by the audience's reaction. After all, he was full of confidence in the song from the beginning.
After returning to the lounge, Zhao Qinghan rushed up to hug him and said softly: "This song is so beautiful, no wonder you are so confident."
Chen Feng kissed her forehead and said with a smile: "Of course, after I win today's Singing King, I will write scripts, make movies, and make you the Best Actress."
Zhao Qinghan shook his head quickly, "No, I like to hear you sing. Besides, I'm already a movie queen, okay?"
"Well, I'm talking about international movie queen, that's our goal!"