Zhong Yanhong looked at Zhou Yang and sang the beginning of "Song of the Sunset" very tenderly.

Zhou Yang subconsciously picked up the phone.

"As time goes by, it's hard to bear the changes in this life.

Like floating clouds gathering and dispersing, entangled in this tired face of vicissitudes of life..."

He sang very skillfully. After the concert, he has been studying music. Except for special reasons, he has never slacked off.

He is making progress!

I can't say it was perfect, but at least he sang better than during the concert.

……………………

The lights flicker.

Off the stage, applause surged like a wave along with the melody.

Zhou Yang's image today is very bad, which can be described as "a bruised nose and a swollen face".

However, his voice sang very gently, accompanied by a melancholic melody. In front of the queen of heaven, Zhong Yanhong, although his momentum was suppressed, his figure and Zhong Yanhong complemented each other in radiance.

A blood-red light shines in the darkness, accompanied by sadness and desolation, echoing in everyone's hearts over and over again.

There were different expressions in the audience, but to the group of media in the distance, this scene was extremely precious.

A song.

Zhong Yanhong bowed to everyone, waved, and left the stage.

Zhou Yang also followed Zhong Yanhong's example, bowed amidst the applause, and prepared to walk off the stage.

but……

At this moment, the host stopped Zhou Yang with a smile.

"Mr. Zhou Yang, you can't step down yet!"

"Forehead?"

Zhou Yang looked at the tall host in front of him and found that she could actually speak Mandarin, and she spoke it very well.

He was confused for a moment, not knowing why the host stopped him.

"Are you planning to leave the stage empty-handed?" The host winked at Zhou Yang and smiled brightly.

"Ah?" he asked the host, and then looked at the audience below who were also confused.

What on earth is this organizer going to do?

I'm not empty-handed...

Do you want to give me this microphone?

Zhou Yang subconsciously looked at the microphone again.

"Now, I announce that the winner of this year's third Golden Melody Award is "Qian Qian Que Ge"

After the host saw that the atmosphere was almost completed, he suddenly took out the card as if by magic, and then shouted excitedly.

When Zhou Yang heard this, he was a little unbelievable.

After "Song of the Sunset", this "Qian Qian Que Song" also won an award?

His stunned expression on stage was hard to conceal.

No one had ever informed him that he would be able to stand at the award ceremony today to receive the award. If he had known earlier, he would not have gone on stage like this.

Wu Zhenhong walked out with the trophy and a smile on his face, and leaned into Zhou Yang's ear: "There are regulations in the Top Ten Golden Songs Award Ceremony. A singer cannot win two awards at the same time, but "Thousands of Ques" and "Sunset"

"Songs" are all excellent, and we all hope that these two songs can win awards, so congratulations, Zhou Yang!"

Zhou Yang took the trophy and gave a series of impromptu speeches. After he finished speaking, he was about to leave the stage, and then the host came over again.

"Mr. Zhou, you can't step down yet."

"???"

Zhou Yang was stunned for a moment, didn't he say that a singer can't win two awards?

Could it be possible that he...

When I saw the trophy handed over by another person, I felt as if I had seen a ghost!

What the hell?

Can I still win a prize?

There was an uproar outside the stadium, and many media did not know what the organizer was going to do this time...
Chapter completed!