Chapter 227: He looks like a dog!

The three were stunned by Wang Hao. This was not over yet, Wang Hao looked at Jiang Feng and asked, "Jiang Feng, do you have a girlfriend?"
Jiang Feng shook his head shyly: "Not yet..."
"En," Wang Hao said with a smile: "I think this Su Hongye is pretty good, but if you can't, I will catch her as your wife."
"No, no," Jiang Feng shook his head like a rattle: "She...she is not my type..."
"Bah! Who do you think you are!" Su Hongye cried, "I won't like your drake voice even if I die!"
"That's hard to say," Wang Hao laughed and hugged Jiang Feng and left: "Okay, three cannon fodder, teasing you, it really looks like my Jiangfeng can see you, haha! Let's go, tomorrow See you!"
Watching the two of Wang Hao leave, Wei Yuanzhou said angrily: "Grandma's, I want to see when you can be arrogant! Let's go!"
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Lujiang Bridge in Zhonghai City.
Wang Hao took Jiang Feng to find a place to sit by the bridge, and said with a smile: "Well, there are no people here. If you have any grievances or ideals, please shout out here. You must know that in the future, you may not too much."
"Okay...Okay!" Jiang Feng gritted his teeth, stood up fiercely, leaned over to the bridge, and shouted hoarsely: "I love music! I want to sing! I want to sing for the rest of my life! Sing until I can't sing Until the day I move! I want everyone to know that music is my life and everything to me! Ah----!!! Ah----!!!"
The people on the passing vehicles all looked at him like crazy.
A sports car deliberately slowed down. The person in the car pointed at Jiang Feng. The girl in the showy dress pointed at Jiang Feng with a smile, and said, "Look, it's another one who wants to be famous and crazy! Hehe, He is like a dog!" Several people in the car laughed together.
Wang Hao, who heard this in his ears, smiled and shook his head, and took a breath of cigarette lightly.
You will understand that this buddy who loves music is likely to go out of a path you can only look up to.
Because he was covered by Brother Hao!
"It's cool?" Wang Hao pinched out the cigarette butt, walked over, and patted Jiang Feng on the shoulder: "Remember, when you come on stage tomorrow, you will sing with this momentum!"
"I understand! Don't worry, Brother Hao, I will definitely not let you down!" Jiang Feng's eyes were full of determination at this time.
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Youmeng Recording Studio.
"Strong hard! Harder! Why do you always sing like forceless?!"
"Okay, very good! This kind of momentum is needed! Aura, do you understand what is aura?"
"Roar! Use roar! How do you exist! Are you a life-long loser?! Roar! Give me all your emotions out!"
"Come on again! No, it still doesn't have that kind of momentum! To be a successful singer, you must have the aura of someone else!"
"Why are you so worried, oh my god!"
"You are the most powerful singer now! Half of the heavenly music scene! In the future, when others see you, you will have to call Teacher Jiang Feng! Just come with this self-confidence and leave you!"
"Okay, very good, very good! Yes, keep this state and aura, you can do it, come on!"
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At 11 o'clock the next day, Zhonghai City South Second Ring Gymnasium.
Countless people who either like music or are just bored to watch the excitement have gathered here.
There were no less than tens of thousands of people sitting in the entire stadium before the audition started.
I have to say that the music circle is not big, but it is not too small. Of course, the most talked about is the repeatedly defeated male duck voice Jiangfeng, this time he participated again!
It is no exaggeration to say that there are at least a thousand people who love to watch the lively melon-eating people, who are here for him!
"Eh, have you heard? That Jiang Feng is competing again this time, haha! I don't know what will happen this time."
"Then I have to ask, I must be eliminated. I have eliminated it more than 60 times. It's not bad this time, right?"
"That's hard to say, you haven't heard of it? This time Jiang Feng doesn't know where to find a god-man, just draw it, the eighty-eighth!"
"Fuck, so awesome?! This number is valuable!"
"No, this number alone is wonderful enough, and I even heard that the player in front of him this time is Wei Yuanzhou, the talented singer of China Overseas Conservatory of Music, and Zhuyu is in front. I am afraid that he will be compared with him. The defeat is even worse!"
"Hahaha, it may be possible, anyway, this issue must be very exciting!"
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In the gymnasium player lounge.
"Remember, don't be nervous." At this time, Wang Hao was mobilizing Jiang Feng before the game: "You are no longer the you you were before. Now that you have a good song in your hand, you know what your status is, right? ?? When the time comes, you can play normally, and you can rest, right?"
"Yes," Jiang Feng nodded fiercely: "Don't worry, Brother Hao, I can do it, I will do it! I believe that music will not abandon me! This time, I must prove it to everyone!"
"Yes, that's the way it is!" Wang Hao laughed loudly: "If it doesn't work then, close your eyes and shout out desperately!"
"Good!" Jiang Feng squeezed his fists tightly: "Fight! Make sure not to disappoint Brother Hao!"
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At twelve o'clock at noon, the entire 2,000-meter distance outside the entrance of the South Second Ring Road Stadium has been surrounded by vehicles and pedestrians.
It only takes 50 yuan for tickets to enjoy the whole afternoon music event, which is still favored by many people. The long cordon has been pulled up, every policeman and security guard is doing their best to maintain order, and countless people are queuing up to enter the arena with unprecedented popularity.
Looking around, there are human heads everywhere, black and black.
The main reason why there are so many people here is that many humane hearsays say that the drake who lost more than 60 games in a row will be the last to fight on the road to music!
And what attracted people's attention was that this time his opponent, it was Wei Yuanzhou, the talented singer of China Overseas Conservatory of Music!
With so many people here today, many have come to cheer for Wei Yuanzhou!
It is no exaggeration to say that Jiang Feng is already at an absolute disadvantage before the competition has started, and may become the standard negative teaching material for the students of the China Overseas Conservatory of Music in the next few days.
So in this way, the popularity of watching the game today far exceeds the shocking effect of any sector in the same period.
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Zeng Wenhui took seven or eight friends in the circle, sitting in the front row of the stands, looking at the stadium below.
On the right hand of Zeng Wenhui is a bald head with a shiny head. His name is Luo Shiyuan. The senior music editor in the circle is mainly responsible for the creation of film and television songs.
"Old Zeng," Luo Shiyuan looked at the following arena and said depressed: "You vowed to hook me up to watch a good show. After a long time spent watching the performance of the defeated Jiang Feng?!"
"Hey~EbookFREE.me~Lao Luo, look at it, there is a surprise today." Zeng Wenhui is very sure. He understands how much Jiangfeng, who has Wang Hao as his backer, has now changed: "Guaranteed not to be called You are disappointed!"
"I also hope I won't be disappointed," Luo Shiyuan was still a little depressed: "But I still have something to do this afternoon. I'm anxious enough. You still mess with me. Isn't the eighty-eighth? I heard that the eighth in front of him On the 17th is a strong player of China Overseas Conservatory of Music, named Wei Yuanzhou. Look at the young people on the scene. At least half of them are relatives and friends! Are you sure they are comparable?"
What he said has a certain truth. In many cases, the most afraid of music drafts is the strength of the front players.
After all, in comparison, if the strength of the back can't exceed the front, it will be difficult to get ahead.
At this time, there are more and more people in the gymnasium. The crowd is full of black people. Several of them are senior musicians. I don't know how many people have participated in the concert. You can see it at a glance. The scene at this time must be less. More than 30,000 people.
"There are so many people here," Luo Shiyuan became less optimistic: "If we fail again today, it will be a big blow to him."
"Just put a hundred hearts on you," Zeng Wenhui laughed and said, "There is someone who helps Jiang Feng. If he still fails, he really won't sing and can't help him."
"That person? Who is it?" Luo Shiyuan asked strangely.
Zeng Wenhui said two words in Luo Shiyuan's ear, and Luo Shiyuan was shocked: "It's actually him?!"
At the same time, in the following arena, the host came out later, and the venue soon became quiet, the lights turned on, and the host held the microphone in his hand and announced loudly: "Ladies and gentlemen, audience friends at the scene, The 362nd World Zhonghai Good Songs audition contest, now begins!"

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