The system invites me to be a teacher

Ten minutes ago.

After introducing the game rules, Wang Kai waved his hand, and immediately there was a beautiful lady cheongsam walking over with a red wooden lottery box.

Wang Kai smiled and said: "Everyone, in order to make the game more fair, we will start drawing lots.

There are 100 paper balls with different groups and the order of appearance in this lottery box. All contestants please line up to draw.

After drawing the lottery number, go to the lady of etiquette here to register and prepare for the competition.I wonder who will come first?"

After listening to Wang Kai's words, the spiritual guy next to Confucius and Mencius realized that just now the other party asked him to appear first, just a joke with him.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed.

That’s right, how can a large-scale TV show like Good Voice wear small shoes?

And even if you really wear small shoes, it is impossible to wear them like Wang Kai.

He immediately stood up and said loudly: "I'll come first!"

He whizzed up.

When Wang Kai saw him, not only did he not show any contempt, but he kindly patted him on the shoulder and smiled: "Come on!"

"Thank you, Teacher Wang!" The spirit boy was instantly inspired.

He ran to the lottery box and put his hand through the palm-sized hole in the front, and he started with a dense ball of paper.

To be on the safe side, he also shook it deliberately, took out the most inconspicuous one from a pile of paper signs, and then took it out.

The paper sign was taken apart, the mental guy stared at it, and then...

In the next moment, his face paled instantly, the corners of his mouth twitched, his palms trembling...

Wang Kai came over curiously, took a look and hurriedly said, "Brother, say yes first, this has nothing to do with me!"

Seeing the spirit guy walked back after registration, Confucius and Mencius glanced at the note in his hand curiously, and saw that it read: 5 groups first game!

Confucius and Mencius: "..."

The luck of this guy is really...

Soon other players also came to the stage to draw lots, Fang Qiong and Zheng Mao also followed the crowd.

This time the order of the two players was not as extreme as in the preliminary rounds. Zheng Ai was in the 17th game of the 2nd group, and Fang Qiong and the spirit guy were in a group, that is, the 6th game of the 5th group.

After arranging the order, the National Games athletes' appearance show just ended. Following the host's words, staff immediately began to set up a temporary stage in the auditorium of the Shanghai Stadium in a pentagonal formation.

Ten minutes later, five simple stages with a red carpet and lanterns were formed.

Auditorium!

Looking at the amazing efficiency of the staff, Jiang Zhe couldn't help but exclaimed: "Awesome, is this the fifth group of good voices? I wonder if there are folk songs that represent our Mongolian nationality."

Fang Tiantian sneered: "It's better not, otherwise you just wait to get slapped! The female voice is sweet and screaming, the boy is screaming, you can choose two grassland Mongolian styles!"

Jiang Zhe's face immediately blushed: "Nonsense, we Mongolian men are pure men, and women are all female men. How can it be related to Gata?"

"..."

When the two quarreled, a young and beautiful female host was already on the stage of the five groups.

It may be due to time constraints. The hostess spoke quickly:

"Hello everyone, now I announce that the third part of the National Games, the "Looking for a Good Voice" rematch has officially started.

As a special stage for the 5th group, here is our first pair of players, namely the masculine and straight boy group Fan Long, and its special guest, to bring you the Mongolian style song "Prairie My Home"!"

Hearing the words of the beautiful hostess, Jiang Zhe's eyes lit up instantly: "Masculine and straight men group? Mongolian style? Great."

As he said, he glanced at Chen Meng and Fang Tiantian: "Now let you two see what a real Mongolian man is!"

Fang Tiantian and Chen Meng looked at each other, their expressions a little depressed. They didn't expect this guy named Jiang Zhe to be so lucky.

Speaking of the Mongolian style, the Mongolian style came. Although the two of them can still find a topic to suppress each other, this is not a good sign.

Soon, the spirit guy, oh, that is, Fan Long, holding his saxophone, and his special guest, a forty-year-old, bearded man, jumped onto the stage in three steps.

Standing side by side, Fan Long said, "Thank you, Shanghai Satellite TV, and the "Finding Good Voice" column team for creating such a platform for me to show myself.

This is my partner Li Hu!"

Li Hu: "Hello everyone!"

Accompanied by applause, Fan Long said: "The following "Prairie Grassland My Home" sung by Li Hu and I is my own original work. If there are any shortcomings, please Haihan."

Original?

The surrounding audience was in an uproar, and they knew the difficulty between the original singing and the cover singing.

This is the difference between quality and quantity. I didn't expect to be able to enjoy such a high-standard visual feast from the beginning, it was simply crooked.

Especially Jiang Zhe, the Mongolian guy jumped up with excitement: "Brother, come on, show you the outstanding character of our Mongolians, you are the best-(broken sound)!"

Fan Long's spirits lifted up, his eyes lighted up when he saw Jiang Zhe, and he didn't expect that he would get a stubborn fan before he even spoke. It's just... awesome!

And after the other party's roar, the originally indifferent sports field instantly became lively, and Fan Long's original little nervousness disappeared.

The saxophone’s melodious tune played the smoothest chords, and Fan Long’s voice followed the rhythm:

Prairie grassland my home,

It's endless, the wilderness is yellow sand!

The clear water moves the clouds,

The pure white is always the flock, and the beauty is only-we and her!

...

"Puff--" Fang Tiantian couldn't help it anymore, and she laughed out loud.

She looked at Jiang Zhe: "Hey, this is your grassland breeze. There is indeed no gasping, but... huh???"

Jiang Zhe: "..."

Jiang Zhe was almost crying. He never expected that the mental boy named Fan Long on the stage would have such a voice.

It's not that this sunny and handsome boy sang badly. On the contrary, the opponent's control of the tune and the use of syllables have reached an extremely professional level.

Moreover, the accompaniment of this song "My Home on the Prairie Grassland" is deep and vast, which is a bit of a sense of sight in the grassland of "the wind blows the grass and the cattle and sheep".

The only difference is the voice of the other party.

Sweet and too sweet, it belongs to the standard butter niche. It is definitely a good hand for this person to sing love songs, but if you deal with the vast grassland...

With two embarrassing coughs, Jiang Zhe looked at the sturdy man next to Fan Long, who was now his last hope.

The main song soon ended, the chorus began, and the big man Li Hu finally spoke.

then……

Then there is no more.

He noticed that the young man, Fan Long, had a sweet voice, and that the voice of the sturdy man Li Hu was even sweeter, not only sweet, but also very waxy.

Wuzhong's soft language, water town style, nothing more than the same.

Brother, isn't your name Li Hu, can we show even the slightest Huwei?And your chest hair plus muscles is a bit too subversive?

Soon, the performance of the spirit guy and the partner ended, and the audience burst into deafening cheers.

For everyone, it does not matter whether the voice of the other party matches the content of the song they sing, as long as you sing well.

And the voice of the spirit guy is definitely so loud!

"Okay, okay, please be quiet!" A minute later, the beautiful host came on stage again.

Stopping the cheers from the audience, she smiled and said, "Thank you for your support to the masculine and straight boy group. Thank you everyone."

Then she asked Fan Long: "I wonder if you have anything to say to the audience?"

Fan Long said with a microphone like: "Dear handsome and beautiful girl, my name is Fan Long, I love you!"

Wow--

Seeing his voice full of breath and grandeur, the audience boiled again:

"Brother Long, I love you too!"

"Brother Long, you are the most handsome!"

"Brother Long, I want to have a monkey with you!"

"..."

Finally, the noise passed, and the beauty support spoke again: "Well, after statistics, the scores of the Sunshine Straight Guys group have come out. Their final score is—"

Thump thump

Fan Long, as well as his many new fans in the audience, have noticeably accelerated their hearts.

Who knows that the topic of the beauty host changed: "It will be more exciting after the advertisement!"

Fan Long and the fans who are nervous, trying to listen to the score: "..."