I have countless red envelopes

"The last one! Shen Fan!"

When Shen Fan's name sounded, the people who knew Shen Fan in the audience showed their disdain.

"Cut, Shen Fan turned out to be the last one! It's really boring! In this original music competition, except for Yuan Fei and Xinlan Goddess who have good songs, everyone else is basically a bunch of shit!

And Shen Fan’s poorly written song is probably not as good as shit!"

"Haha! That's it! I don't think there is anything good to hear, let's go, rest for a while, and prepare to watch the semi-finals at noon!"

The people who talked a lot had already planned to leave, and they had no interest in listening to Shen Fan singing.

Jury seat.

A professor wearing a white shirt introduced Shen Fan, who had just come on stage: "This is Shen Fan from the fifth class of the Music Department. He has average musical talent and poor creative ability. He has no reputation in school."

"Oh? It seems that this audition should be over!"

"To be honest, apart from Yuan Fei, the original music competition of your school is Miss Chu Xinlan's work Xingmeng, the best! As for the other three promotion, it can only be said to be barely passing!

And Shen Fan in your mouth is so ordinary, it seems that there is no good work."

Xu Shan and Li Yutong, who were the judges, had no interest in Shen Fan when they heard the introduction of Shen Fan by several professors nearby.

When Shen Fan sings a sentence, he will be eliminated!

Among the promotion seats on the side, Yuan Fei and others, who had already been promoted, sneered, ready to watch Shen Fan make a fool of!

"Heh, Shen Fan, who has no self-knowledge at all, dare to make a bet with Yuan Shao! Today is definitely lost!"

"That's right! Yuan Shaoke will take care of Shen Fan's poor hanging silk later, let him know his identity!"

Yuan Fei smiled and said: "Don't worry! As long as Shen Fan is eliminated, I will definitely let him kneel down and call grandpa on the spot! Make him completely faceless and mix in Jiangzhou University!"

Yuan Fei's smile was filled with resentment and jealousy!

In his heart, Chu Xinlan is already his, and she wants to rob Yuan Fei from a woman like Shen Fan, but she wants to kill herself!

And Chu Xinlan, who is also in the promotion seat, has her beautiful eyes slightly condensed, revealing a hint of worry: "Shen Fan's creative talent is indeed good, but this audition is too strict! In case Shen Fan is eliminated, I am afraid Will be killed by Yuan Fei's bastard!

No, I have to find a way to help him!"

Chu Xinlan's thoughts moved, and he had already begun to figure out a way to help Shen Fan out.

And the two black-clothed bodyguards around Chu Xinlan were shocked to see that Chu Xinlan, the iceberg goddess, was so concerned about Shen Fan, the ordinary hanging silk!

They followed Chu Xinlan for a long time, and they knew Chu Xinlan's cold, arrogant and domineering character. They couldn't imagine what means Shen Fan did to make Chu Xinlan treat him so well!

In shock, they immediately reported Shen Fan’s affairs to the top...

"Shen Fan, please start your performance!"

The professional hostess, personable, asked Shen Fan to start performing.

Shen Fan sat on a chair, holding a guitar, and after finishing his emotions a bit, he spoke to all the people who looked down on him and said: "The work I brought is called, on the constellation book, it is a love song."

After a brief introduction, Shen Fan was ready to start singing songs.

Yuan Fei laughed and laughed: "On the constellation book? Haha! What kind of broken name is this! It's terrible! Poor Diaosi is poor Diaosi, not even a name! The song must be unbearable!"

Others also smiled contemptuously: "Haha, Yuan Shao is right! What kind of decent song can Shen Fan, a fool, write? It must be unbearable!"

When everyone was ridiculing, several judges in the judges seat had already put their hands on the elimination button, as long as they waited for Shen Fan to sing, they would immediately press elimination to let Shen Fan out!

Just when everyone disliked Shen Fan, the crisp and melodious guitar sound rang. The fresh and ethereal melody took just a short moment to bring everyone's hearts into the melody!

"This...this melody..."

As soon as the prelude came out, everyone was completely attracted, and even Yuan Fei couldn't help but frown.

"It should be just a good prelude..."

Yuan Fei still muttered comfortingly.

But the next moment, Shen Fan spoke...

"The stars lit up, and the sea wrinkled.

The evening breeze is salty, blowing away the residual heat beside you and me.

Not trusting each other enough, there are still rifts.

Why does it feel strange...

......"

The melodious melody, the humming that hits the hearts of the people, immediately caused a strong resonance in the hearts of all the people present.

Especially the faint sadness and telling singing, brought everyone into the singing, listening to Shen Fan slowly telling a touching story!

At this moment, the audience was silent. Everyone was listening to Shen Fan’s singing, as if they had forgotten everything. With Shen Fan’s singing, they came to the coast for a while, bathed in the stars, and recalled the sweet and painful love. Entangling, completely forgetting self!

It seems that the whole world, there is only this song with a touch of sadness!

Even the judges who were about to press the elimination button were shocked and smiled appreciatively.

Xu Shan said in full praise: "Good song! Good song! I haven't heard such a peaceful and moving song for many years! This Shen Fan is great! Promoted!"

Li Yutong moved her beautiful eyes and smiled softly: "Well, this Shen Fan not only has a moving voice, but also looks very outstanding. He is a good singer to be a singer! Promoted!"

When Shen Fan's singing fell, all the judges pressed the promotion button!

Shen Fan is promoted!

On the promotion seat.

Chu Xinlan, who is still immersed in the singing, is even more blushing to Shen Fan, and her heart is sprouting: "Shen Fan...what kind of person are you, why can you write such a good song... ...."

When Chu Xinlan was greenish on Shen Fan, Yuan Fei and others on the side showed a gloomy expression. They never thought that Shen Fan, a poor hanging silk who was looked down by all of them, could actually Write such a beautiful song!

Especially the sentence, "Why do you feel a little strange?" Even Yuan Fei's heart trembled when he heard it, and he kept thinking of many bitter memories that could not bear to look back!

"This...Is this song really written by Shen Fan?"

"Impossible! How could Shen Fan write such a beautiful song? It must be written by someone! Yes! It was definitely written by someone!"

Yuan Fei and others who looked down on Shen Fan immediately found a reason to accept it after returning to his senses.

They will never admit that Shen Fan, a poor man with no money and power, has a stronger creative ability than them!

Just when they were all in shock, Shen Fan had already carried the guitar on his back and walked in front of Yuan Fei, with a sneer on his face and said: "Yuan Fei! May I lose the bet! Hurry down and call for Grandpa!"