Today's Chinese music scene is like this smoky. There are only a few companies and only a few people who focus on making music.

That's why he was willing to give Song Qingci a chance, and he deliberately asked the crew to rank her to the last place.

He saw that the other party had potential, so he wanted to force the other party.

Nowadays, there is a lack of a queen in the Chinese music scene, and it has been missing for almost fifteen years.

Concubine Chen has great potential, but she lacks experience in Liu Yiyun's protection.

The audience who listened to the song only knew that she sang well and that she was very popular. However, only the creator of music research like him who has been doing ten years ago realized that from his debut to the present, Chen Mingfei's singing skills have not made much progress.

The other few have no chance of music.

The person he once took the most seriously and bet on everything was Empress Tang.

But after becoming famous, Empress Tang failed his expectations, and she joined the camp of the north to expand her territory.

The other party did not disappoint her and won her the title of "Queen".

But the queen is just the queen after all, and even the queen of the entire entertainment industry is not the queen of Chinese.

The queen died fifteen years ago, in the bustling city, in the indifference of the masses, in the flying rumors, and in the outrageous persecution.

The decline of the Chinese music scene was the day when Shan Wei jumped at the Jiujiang Skyscraper.

eternal……

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Song celadon is still standing, like a green bamboo on the isolated island.

The long but not offensive prelude is still flowing slowly.

She closed her eyes.

He opened his hand slightly and raised his head slightly.

Feel the flow of music deep in the soul with the pulse of the whole body.

Let go... let go...

null……

The melodious violin and piano played violently from calm, like the strong wind when the black clouds were slamming the city, or like the roar under the volcano's cracks.

The screen sound on the scene stopped, everyone knew that the prelude was about to pass.

This violent performance suddenly came to an abrupt end.

Dead silence.

After the next three beats, there is a long accompaniment.

This song can be successfully sung by just this a cappella song, can it bring the listeners into the world created by the singers?

Sing this song in the first round of the student primaries.

Can she succeed?

Four mentors beat the beat.

The first beat, the second beat, the third beat...

Song Qingci opened her eyes.

She picked up the microphone and spoke.

Zhao Pingye smiled slightly.

Jiang Nanxue screamed.

Liu Yijun narrowed his eyes slightly and his face was solemn.

Zhang Jianbin breathed a long sigh, feeling a little excited.

Four violent sounds of lights sounded!
Chapter completed!