"Please two of you stand in front of the stage!"
"At this moment, what do you want to say to your relatives, friends or the audience?"
The microphone was first handed to Zhang Xueyou. He was a bit sincere and choked up his words: "I have liked singing since I was a child. I don't think there is anything special about it. I treat it as a hobby. I have also participated in competitions and my results are not bad. I am an ordinary child.
Staff, singing seems to have become a part of my life, a kind of showing off?
At a friend's gathering, let's say Jacky, would you like to sing a song?
I did my part, it seemed to be a showcase for me. But I participated in this show, walked through one episode after another, and finally stood here. I enjoyed the joy of singing for the first time. This process is so wonderful!
Whether it's Ah Xian, Lin Yilian or Huang Kaiqin, everyone is very good. No matter who wins the championship, we all sincerely congratulate him!" "Wow, you said it so well, what do you want me to say?"
Priscilla Chan brought back the sensational atmosphere with one sentence and said with a smile: "My mood is similar to his. I feel very, very happy to be on this show. I didn't know that I could sing and dance at the same time, and I also met many good friends.
Brother B has given me so much help.
In fact, the four of us have agreed that no matter who wins first place, we will run to hug him." "OK!"
"We have officially started voting to see who is the winner of The Voice!"
After saying this, maybe it can make everyone see clearly, the lights on the stage slowly dimmed, the host withdrew to the side, leaving only Jacky Cheung and Priscilla Chan standing in the center of the stage. The two looked at each other, and at the same time stretched out their hands tightly
Hold it and close your eyes.
"Please vote!"
The audience started to press the voting machine, and the lights on the wall instantly lit up, and more and more lights came on. These lights were divided into two areas, with Zhang Xueyou on the left and Priscilla Chan on the right. They were arranged clearly and clearly, and it was easy to see the difference in numbers.
The two of them still had their eyes closed, not daring to look behind or in front of them. They really didn't know the answer. Only the evil god was watching in the studio.
Zhong Zhentao and Huang Zhan had already stood up, and they didn't know who was the champion. Huang Ting rarely showed anxiety, and his head was sweating. Zhong Zhentao even stretched out his fingers to count. The atmosphere was created!
Everyone is anxious.
The lights seemed to light up very slowly, one by one, row by row, column by column. More than 100 lights were covered on the left side, and more than 100 lights were covered on the right side. They were about the same. Then they continued to light up, densely packed.
"How much? How much?" "I'm not good at math!"
Zhong Zhentao didn't forget his character until the last minute, and of course he might have played his true character.
When more than 200 lights lit up in the left area, the speed slowed down, but the right ones were still on. More than 300 lights were quickly covered, and the difference could be seen with the naked eye... "A-Xian!"
"Axian!"
Inside and outside the TV, someone was already calling the champion's name, getting louder and louder, becoming more and more confident. Zhang Xueyou opened her eyes, looking disappointed, while Priscilla Chan still closed her eyes, her hands shaking with excitement.
Finally, the host announced: "The results have come out. Everyone can see clearly that the winner of "The Voice of Asia" is Priscilla Chan!" Bang!
A huge colorful ball exploded above the head, and countless ribbons and sequins fell like rain, which was full of atmosphere. Huang Lu was originally very depressed, but suddenly she felt familiar, as if she had seen this scene before.
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A teenage boy kicked over the coffee table, ran wildly back and forth in the living room, and was beaten severely by his mother.
There were also several young people watching TV together, holding beers and toasting: "I said it was her! It must be her!"
"I paid 20 yuan, hehe!"
"A-Xian is really cute and sings well. I will definitely buy the album when it comes out."
"The album must have sold out. How can anyone be like her, who is known to the whole Hong Kong before she even debuts?" Live.
Priscilla Chan's eyes widened and she couldn't believe it. Jacky Cheung was the first to hug her, followed by Lin Yilian and Huang Kaiqin who also ran over. She was surrounded in the middle and burst into tears. The host handed over the microphone, and she cried: "I,
I don’t know what to say. I want to thank many people, but the one I want to thank most right now is Brother B!”
She suddenly became emotional and ran directly down to hug Zhong Zhentao.
Zhong Zhentao, who has been acting for one season, is also emotionally moved at this moment. He is also wiping tears and patting her shoulders to comfort her. The audience stood up and clapped their hands, cheered and fell into a sea of ​​joy.
The music of "Star" sounded again.
Huang Zhan came up to the stage and greeted Ye Zhentang. Lisa Du also came up. The four instructors and the four students sang together: "Ah... the stars are also bright, accompany me on my night walks, and give me shadows." Ah... the stars lead the way.
, the language of the wind, listen gently...and go away in search of dreams, even if you walk on a rugged and dangerous path..."
".."
In this situation, the audience in front of the TV seemed to be watching a stage play that was carefully rehearsed and performed on the spot. From the first episode to the last episode, there were joy, touching, nonsense, regret, all kinds of things.
The story affects their emotions.
And in the end, it reached the highest point and made everything wonderful
When the stage disappeared and the advertisements cut in, many people were reluctant to change the channel and sighed: "It's so short. I'm willing to watch 20 issues. I wonder if there will be one next year?" "It's so popular, there must be one!"
"Not necessarily. How many people in Hong Kong can sing? If there aren't so many good singers next year, we won't be able to do it." "Oh, it suddenly feels so empty! What are we waiting for?"
"Whatever!" "Woooooo!"
At home, Priscilla Chan was crying when she saw herself winning the championship. Her mother found it funny: "You have experienced it on the spot, why are you still crying?" The angle is different! I watched TV and realized that I am so good!
"Well, it's really good!"
It's rare for a father to praise her. He also noticed that his daughter was shining brightly on the stage. She was born to eat this kind of food. He asked: "Do you have any plans for the future?" "I will go to the company for a meeting tomorrow. I should be able to talk about it."
"Oh, it's a pity that I'm not the champion!"
"Winning runner-up is not bad, I will be your fan from now on!"
Zhang Xueyou was also accepting congratulations from his family. His mother and sister had a very positive attitude. His brother suddenly asked: "Is there a bonus for the second place?" "The bonus is several thousand yuan, and the first place is not much. The main thing is to be able to sign a contract."
"Then you can make some money by publishing records?"
"I really don't know. I won't know until I go to the company tomorrow."
In the dormitory, Chen Qi turned off the TV and humbly said: "It's not satisfactory and needs improvement." "After the first season was like this, I couldn't even do the second season. Where did the talent come from?"
He said he was worried, but his expression was disapproving, a typical example of digging a hole and not burying it. Whether he can get involved in the second season has nothing to do with him. His goal has been achieved, and he will only take it if there is a greater benefit.
And the copyright is in his hands.
Gold Medal Records signed the top four at once, plus Wen Zhaolun. Hacken Li is too young and still needs to study. Now that he has signed, he has to release an album and collect songs.
Originally, Jacky Cheung and Priscilla Chan were both from Polygram, and there were many covers. Because PolyGram is a multinational company, the copyrights are easy to exchange. Now that they have been signed by him, if you want to cover them, you have to buy the copyright.
Chen Qi supports original creations and does not reject covers. It makes money!
The cover song requires Chinese lyrics, but it just so happens that he doesn’t know how to compose music, he only knows how to write lyrics, ah! He only knows how to copy songs, and he can earn some royalties openly.
"In addition to being a famous screenwriter, I will also be a great poet in the future!" (I'm done!
Chapter completed!