"Song, Mr. Song Baojun..." Yan Luohan was obviously stunned when he saw this name. The fastest update list of other judges was carefully arranged in advance, and it had been printed. Only this one was handwritten and added temporarily.

Fortunately, Yan Luohan hosted many large-scale evening parties. The typhoon was steady and performed well. He quickly suppressed his surprise and continued to recite: "Mr. Song Baojun, our student representative. Okay, let's look forward to the performance tonight."

The seven judges were at the front of the audience, and each had a name plate with their names written on their table. They sat very close, only 70 centimeters apart, which was convenient for private communication and discussion.

Kim Jong-ki has always shown herself as a cold and handsome star. When the host introduced herself, she always pursed her lips with a cold face. At this time, she couldn't help but approach Song Baojun and whispered: "If Chazhou University arranged for you to obstruct Ms. Zhenxian and I, then you would find that you were very wrong."

"I would like to ask Mr. Jin for advice." Song Baojun did not look back.

"No matter what, you will find that the gap between you and me is as big as the distance between a propeller and a spacecraft." Kim Jong-ki sneered.

"Oh, a good metaphor."

At this time, the first contestant entered the venue, a girl, petite, wearing a pair of super high heels that hated the sky, as if she was stepping on five bricks.

"Dear judges and audiences, good evening." The girl took a deep breath, her tone with an overly nervous and tremolo, and she squeezed out a false smile, saying, "I am Feng Yifei, a fourth-grade student in the School of Arts, a professional and popular singing method of vocal singing at the Arts School."

"Hello, classmate Feng Yifei." Professor Tu Fen first asked: "I have met you. You applied to the China Overseas Music Academy three years ago, but you were defeated during the interview."

There was another round of applause at the scene. It can be imagined that every year, Tu Fen could remember one of the students who failed to choose. His memory was really amazing.

Feng Yifei smiled awkwardly, and the host promptly rescued the situation and said with a smile: "Teacher Tu, why did Feng Yifei get rid of it?"

Tu Fen said: "Feng Yifei's classmate is not very clear about pronunciation. Maybe because you are used to chewing food with your left cheek, your facial muscles will unconsciously tilt to the left. When singing, you feel an imbalance in exhaling. Well, I hope that you have corrected your bad habits in the years you have studied at the Chazhou Conservatory of Music."

Host Yan Luohan interjected again: "I deserve to be Teacher Tu, a very professional comment!" The applause rang again.

Feng Yifei said sincerely: "Thank you for your guidance from Teacher Tu."

"Okay, start your performance." Tu Fen sat upright.

Feng Yifei changed her posture, quietly waited for the music to sound, and sang: "Who I love, I never feel wrong. I think I can hide in my memories by grasping the pain. I believe that the cursed crystal ball blocks the reason why I may be moved. But you, however, approached and forced our eyes to intertwined..."

The voice is clear, with a stubborn and a daring love and hate.

The judges and teachers in the audience had different expressions. Some were devoted, some thoughtful, and some were focused. Most of them were pretending. Song Baojun, including him, also had a look of serious listening, extremely relieved and enjoyment.

This is a popular song "Riding a White Horse" that is very popular among young men and women. When Feng Yifei sang "I ride a White Horse, walk three levels...", there were applause from the audience, and many students chanted in a low voice.

While everyone was immersed in the beautiful performance, Kim Jong-ki came over and said, "Hey, when you comment on the contestants, if you can echo my statement, I will give you some extra benefits."

"What are the benefits?" Song Baojun looked indifferent.

Kim Jong-ki said proudly: "Don't Chinese people like money? Your dressing taste is very bad, and your living conditions may not be good, right? I'll give you some money, enough for you to spend a year or two."

Song Baojun frowned and said, "How much is some money? One billion?"

Kim Jong-ki almost slipped under the table and said angrily: "I'm not kidding!"

"I exchange my pocket money for a month, which is almost one billion won per month. If it is less than this number, don't mention it. I'm not embarrassed." Song Baojun's face was extremely indifferent.

One billion won is about 5.8 million Huayuan, and it is not outrageous to some rich second-generations.

But obviously no fool would pay such a big price for his words of agreement.

"Let's see." Kim Jong-ki sneered: "You will become a clown in the entertainment industry, I'm not scaring you."

Soon, Feng Yifei's singing ended and she entered the discussion and scoring stage.

First of all, Tu Fen's speech: "Feng Yifei's voice is unique, clean, transparent, talented, and amazing, and her pronunciation problems have also been significantly improved. Everyone, what do you think?"

An Vice President An Xujun interrupted and said, "When Feng Yifei sang 'Ride a white horse and walked through the three levels', she suddenly became very affectionate. I think she used some hard work."

"Thank you, teacher." Feng Yifei said gratefully.

Then Lin Zhenxian and Xu Yunmi also made some comments that were both salty and unpretentious.

Jin Zhongji said: "I have different opinions. Feng Yifei has good singing skills, but I think that a foothold in the entertainment industry is not a basic skill that can be considered successful. The appearance is also very important. I don't think you have the potential to be popular. Sorry, you won't pass with me."

The audience sighed regret.

Feng Yifei's eyes suddenly turned red and she choked and said, "But, Teacher Jin, I have worked very hard..."

"Everyone can work hard." Kim Jong-ki said seriously: "Genius is 99% sweat plus one percent talent, but often this 1% talent is more important than 99% sweat. I think you can understand."

"I don't agree with you, Mr. Jin."

Song Baojun said at the right time: "As we all know, the entertainment industry is divided into two types of artists. For idol stars, appearance is of course important, but powerful stars still have to speak according to their strength. Mr. Jin, as an idol, you naturally think that you can make a living by your face, but I think Feng Yifei can break through the siege by relying on your talent."

There was fierce applause from the audience, and many ordinary-looking students accepted Jin Zhongji's statement, but they were more empathetic to Song Baojun's words.

The reporters immediately wrote the news title "The numerous awards Kim Jong-ki is accused of making a living by relying on his face."

Undoubtedly, this is an era of looking at faces. Various media are filled with countless handsome men and beauties. As long as anyone looks good, he can have more sense of superiority than ordinary people. This makes people with ordinary appearance helpless, and Song Baojun's words express their thoughts.

Kim Jong-ki frowned and prepared to refute. He has been popular for several years. Although he has starred in several award-winning films and TV series, he is still considered a cream actor and a young actor by the media. His acting skills have not been recognized much.

How could Song Baojun be slandered by trying every means to change this situation?

Unexpectedly, Lin Zhenxian rushed to smile and said, "I agree with Mr. Song's statement that an actor cannot always rely on his face. He should rely more on his strength and acting skills to go further in the entertainment industry."

"Thank you Miss Lin, thank you, Song Baojun." Feng Yifei said with tears in her eyes.

This stopped Kim Jong-ki's rebuttal and followed the second contestant to the stage.

"Hello, judges, I am Wang Lulu, a professional national singing style of vocal singing at the Academy of Arts." Compared with the second contestant, the second-ranked contestant has a very outstanding appearance, a soft face, a high nose bridge, and a small cherry mouth, with a classical beauty.

There were screams everywhere in the audience, and it was obvious that the contestant was highly popular among the student group.

She claimed to be a national singing style, but she sang the English pop song "rolling inthedeep". The high notes of the original singer of the song Adele broke through her previous limits. The song described the inner struggle and entanglement due to the betrayal of her lover. Her vicissitudes and hoarse voice are unforgettable and touched by her persistence.

During Wang Lulu's singing, the song was reorganized, making the powerful explosive power in Adele's original singing become gentle, gentle, and unique, and a fresh experience for the audience.

When the chorus was sung, a passionate boy rushed to the stage with flowers in his hand. He was too excited and tripped hard when he rushed up the steps, pressing his whole body against ninety-nine beautiful roses.

When he stumbled and held Wang Lu in front of him, everyone saw the flowers on the big screen that were squeezed and the petals were separated and formed in shape. Wang Lulu took them with awkward look on her face.

The boy felt extremely embarrassed. When he returned to the audience, he planned to change his steps to save face. He jumped down from the five or six steps with a handsome and handsome look, and fell down his butt, causing pain to make his eyes appear and booed around him.

"Which department is this student? It's so frivolous! It's unconventional!" Wei Mingliang snorted angrily.

Wang Lulu was obviously confused by the laughter caused by the boy.

After the singing, Tu Fen commented: "The arrangement is very good and distinctive. Adele's original song has a hint of Chinese style. And this is not an inappropriate adaptation. On the contrary, the popularity and the nation are combined quite cleverly. If it weren't for the tremolo that shouldn't have appeared in two places, I think the performance is perfect. Unfortunately, your typhoon needs to be practiced more."

"Teacher Tu, but..."

"No," Tu Fen said: "Actors will not always be smooth sailing on the stage, and in fact they will not show a perfect stage. There will always be some accidents, and how the performers should deal with it will test your mentality. You are more susceptible to interference and are not qualified."

Other judges expressed their agreement.

Kim Jong-ki expressed his different opinions again and said: "I think Wang Lulu's performance is understandable, it is not her fault. She has already sung well..." (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!