"The gorgeous turn of the Demon Thieves Assistant!"

——"Horse Daily"

"It is reported that the World Youth Singer Competition is in full swing. In addition to the big-name singers that will appear in every competition area, several dark horses are indeed eye-catching. Among them, the magic assistant Jessica is the most dazzling. The audition song "rightnow (nanana)" stunned the entire New York competition area. Even Grace Dodge, who was later called the R&B little queen, did not cause such a big sensation..."

In the evening, the first day of auditions ended, before everyone fell asleep, intelligence and news spread to the Internet from the media, and late-night talk show also started to stir up topics about this round of craze. When every household was waiting for breakfast to browse yesterday's news, they discussed yesterday's game as expected:

"Mom, come down and have breakfast!" Far away in the rice area, a 17 or 18-year-old girl called her mother downstairs, carrying a sandwich breakfast to the dining table. Julia is a little girl who is very obsessed with R&B. She has been watching the live broadcast of the TV station for a long time yesterday, just to listen to a song by her idol Grace Dodge.

However, she was attracted by Jessica in just one minute. In other words, she, who had already known the magic thief assistant Jessica, had a deeper understanding of Jessica.

"I didn't expect that Jessica's songs were so good. I really wanted to go and see them."

The father at the dinner table opened his newspaper and browsed the news while holding milk. "This World Youth Singer Competition is simply nonsense."

"What's the mess?" The girl glared at her father, looking angry.

"Isn't it? The world is so chaotic now. Not to mention mutants, just talking about more and more superpowers, which has also made the nearest neighborhood chaotic. But the government is still holding some literary evenings there... My Great American Empire is about to finish!"

"Isn't this good?" The girl pouted when she heard her father's words: "Maybe the government wants to find a superpower? It's like a good singing can get huge power..."

"Haha, maybe." Shaking his head and laughed, the father looked at the girl's innocent look in a funny way.

Time passed quickly, because there were auditions everywhere in the country, so the auditions were very fast. In just two weeks, 99% of the contestants had already finished the selection. And as the two singing companies next to Andrew said before, except for Jessica, who took the lead on the first day, who received a little attention, no new contestant was favored by the media in the future. Every day, the headlines of those young singers who had become famous, even Jessica officially disappeared from the pages of major newspapers after the third day.

Today is the last day of the competition auditions. Two weeks have passed and people have entered the venue in an orderly manner and have experienced experience.

"I don't know what good songs will be today..." Several audience judges jokingly and talked to each other: "But I heard that the pass rate of this audition was as high as 50%. If I had known this, I would have participated."

"Who said no?" Another person complained: "There are more than 400,000 people passing the auditions now, and the last one today will definitely exceed 500,000. I don't know how to proceed after this game."

"What do you care about that much?" his companion hit his shoulder and shrugged and said, "Isn't it enough to enjoy the music, but who will participate in our New York Division today?"

"I don't know, if you count it carefully, the famous singers who have confirmed that they have participated in the competition have all stated that they are in the competition venue. However, none of them have been published in the New York area. Maybe that person wants to participate anonymously like Gaga a week ago and then detonate the entire competition area."

As he said that, he poked his companion with his elbow: "Didn't you notice it? There are a lot of on-duty staff today. Maybe there are really some big stars in our competition area."

"But I can't think of a star who is more famous than Gaga... And this is the World Youth Singer Competition, with age requirements."

"So, maybe what big-name contestant is it?"

All kinds of viewers were chatting and joking, and after a while, the auditions began again.

As time goes by, the audience judges who have begun to feel aesthetic fatigue gradually become less easy to fool. After all, there are only so many popular songs, and I listen to them every day and subconsciously compare them with different versions. Therefore, the auditions on the last day are no longer as they were in the past few days, almost 70% or 80%. Of course, the pass rate is as high as the pass rate.

Time faded little by little, and as contestants sang and recorded their own songs, the auditions were about to come to an end.

"I didn't see any big star." Some viewers muttered.

"Who said no? Our New York district actually didn't show up on the last day. I just browsed Twitter, and there were singers in other districts."

"Maybe at the end..."

As the audience whispered and sang with another singer, the stage lights suddenly went out. In the darkness, people could vaguely see a figure standing on the stage, and then a crisp and melodious music started to sound.

The simple guitar sound echoes on the stage, and there is a simple and primitive flavor on this stage filled with various mixed accompaniments.

"I want to fly wherever the blue sky goes."

"But you are the one who can fly, but I can't, that's because."

"My wings have been defiled..."

Her voice was very pure. This purity did not mean that kind of clearness, but a feeling of putting aside all constraints, which made people unconsciously quiet when they heard her singing a song quietly.

In fact, her voice is not very recognizable, but as the song unfolds, the song's infectiousness explodes, and the audience is immersed in this song, making people feel as if the person on the stage is really an angel that falls into the world.

"Even if you use this pair of dirty wings, you must fly away and fall to your side..."

Then in the last second of singing, the light suddenly turned on, and Icarus was wearing snow-white clothes, holding the microphone and standing in the center of the stage, appearing in front of everyone!

Under the light, her pink hair looked like a spring petal, her big eyes were even more charming. She curled up the corners of her mouth and smiled, and then spoke.
Chapter completed!