Chapter 512: Remnant

Xia Wei did not laugh.
She always felt that this was awkward. On the second day, when the competition began, she pulled Li Lei to observe.
The first singer of the competition was randomly selected by the system. The singer named Vivian was recently re-emerged and became popular. In fact, the singer who signed up for this event will not have a big gap. People who are not strong are afraid of losing ugly and self-deprecating; and the strength is too strong, and if they are afraid of winning, they will be defeated by others. It’s even more ugly to lose, so I won’t come. Most of them came to participate in the singers who are new to the rise, eager to become famous, or who have been mixed for a long time but are half-red and purple.
This Vivian is not weak, and it is quite a level in the new generation.
Xia Wei was guarded by Li Lei, standing in the crowd, and heard a fan in the ear saying: "These singers can be miserable, the starting point is so high, Vivienne, only got the best in the Singapore Singer Contest. Newcomer Wang."
"Yeah," someone said, "I am afraid I can only count on the wheel battle to take her down."
"The first one to come up to challenge is definitely a stepping stone for others."
"I don't know who is so stupid, the first one."
"Which is stupid, no one is on, and then the system randomly selects a challenger." Fans who have participated in several festivals analyzed, others were deeply convinced and nodded.
Xia Wei thinks so too.
The host wearing a black lace semi-sheer asked on the stage: "Does anyone come up to challenge? If not, then the system is about to open automatically... ah, wait, we are surprised that we have ushered in a challenger. Who is it, dare to challenge our best newcomer?"
Everyone’s sight is seen by the host.
It turned out to be...
"Xia Yu," the fans screamed out. "She is crazy, don't know Vivian is in the limelight?"
"How can our family's rain be crazy?" There is a loyalty to Xia Yu's loyalty powder. "She is very powerful. Others dare not challenge Vivian. Only our family has the ability to work, not afraid of her!"
"Yeah, what is the best newcomer in Singapore, it is not completely ruined by our family."
"That is."
Fans have cheered on Xia Yu, and even watched the crowds, but also feared that the world would not scream.
In this snoring, Xia Yu smiled on the stage and smiled lightly: "Wei Wei'an, please accept my challenge." The voice is soft and calm, if a noble princess.
"Summer rain, summer rain, summer rain!"
"Wei Wei'an, Vivian, Vivian!" The cheers of the fans on both sides are deafening.
Even Li Lei was a little bit uncomfortable, and touched the shoulder of Xia Wei gently: "Who do you think will win?" He is born with some five-tone insufficiency. It is good luck to mix the entertainment company's boss throne. At this time, a little I don't feel embarrassed, I am open-minded to Xia Xiaoyu's classmates for advice.
Xia Xiaoyu’s classmates had a rare sense of superiority in IQ:
It’s reasonable to say that Vivienne’s face is much bigger.
Her eyes lingered on the big screen behind the stage, where the scroll of Vivienne’s life was played. She is a folk singer who likes to sing since she was a child. When she was at school, she used the time between classes to play a "concert" on the playground. Many students would run out of the school building. Her debut experience was also made on the stage by a folk draft in a field.
"She is such a singer," Xia Wei commented. "The singing skills may not be good for the class players who are born in the training camp. They may even look rough. However, her typhoon must be good, that is, there is a very good stage. Dominance, as long as you sing on the stage, will play better than usual."
Li Lei listened very seriously and nodded.
Xia Wei went on to say: "Summer rain, just the opposite. Xia Yu’s singing is guided by experts. Even after the synthesis of the studio, she is inherently weak and does not have much stage experience. For her, Playing on the stage will not be as good as usual.
"This is strong and weak, and it has changed, so I think it is Vivienne's big win."
"That must have been Wei Wei'an won." Li Lei smiled, how can his family's judgment be wrong?
Unexpectedly, Xia Wei shook his head: "This is my strange place. It is reasonable to say that Xia Yu should also understand where his strengths and weaknesses are. How can he choose to come up with Wei Wei'an? If she does not win The grasp of this should not be so rash." You know, the first game was lost, it is very shameful.
Li Lei also couldn’t understand: "What do you say is reasonable, what will she rely on?"
In exchange for a big white eye in the summer. At this moment, she regrets a bit. When she comes out to participate in the music festival, what kind of boyfriend should bring a Weiyin or Fengqi, and several people have commentary, it is the companion, it is lively.
She glanced at a boss adult, and felt that she was playing the piano.
A boss cuddles her ignorantly, looking at the stage with a pair of eyes, waiting for the situation to develop.
Vivian first sang a famous song of his own, and the end of the song, the applause of the audience. As Xia Wei commented before, although her singing skills are somewhat lacking, the stage dominance is very good, and the emotional appeal is very strong. Unconsciously, everyone will be fascinated and forgetting to invest.
Xia Wei believes that this is very difficult for Xia Yu to do.
The host was also dumped by Vivian's voice and asked Xia Yu: "Light rain, listen to such a good song, will you have pressure?"
"Pressure?" Light rain smiled very beautifully. "There is a natural pressure. Miss Vivian is very good at singing. However, I believe that I don't sing very well. I should not lose."
Under the stage, the crowd began to shake again, and they all looked forward to Xia Yu to bring you wonderful performances.
The music is slowly spreading, like water flowing.
It is a very touching song and one of Xia Yu’s popular repertoires.
"The year of the remnant of the early summer, silent sorrow...
"The year's flaming flowers, reflecting your eyebrows...
"You ask me where is the sword of the horse? Is it, the end of the world is also like the rain?"
She is very good at this kind of shallow and frivolous style, and it is especially suitable for the temperament of the pity and the incomprehensible wind. With the singing of mourning, it seems that a beautiful picture of the Jiangnan waters is in front of everyone, and people are deeply immersed in it. Go out.
Xia Wei feels that she wants to refresh her evaluation. Obviously, Xia Yu, who is standing on the stage at this moment, is not weak in dominance. Although there is no passion like fire, but the songs that infiltrate people's hearts are more insightful. .
The priests should look at each other on the 3rd.