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Eight hundred and sixteenth chapter victory(1/2)

The glass box and the water inside are transparent. You can clearly see the situation of the contestants inside from the outside, and even your expressions can be seen clearly.

In the blink of an eye, a minute passed.

If it were an ordinary person, at most, he would be able to hold on for one minute.

Look at the two people in the glass box, their faces remained unchanged, and the audience also began to applaud. They did not spend the tickets, so of course they should be more enthusiastic.

A minute and a half passed, and Donnie's face turned red.

However, the little face of the little stool is still white and white, and there seems to be no big change.

The opera actors gradually became a little nervous. They never thought that a little girl would jump out of each other casually, and her breath would be so long.

"It's been two minutes."

A very nice sound came, but these people under the big tree didn't know the owner of the sound.

Only Liu Qingshan saw it: Isn’t this the moonlight goddess, Sarah Blyman?

He then understood that Sarah Brightman and Mr. Weber have not divorced yet.

"Donny's record is two minutes and forty seconds, and he will definitely win." Chris was full of confidence.

The more we reach the last moment, the slower the time seems to pass, and it seems that a second becomes very long.

The people around them also held their breath and did not dare to breathe.

Donnie's face in the glass box turned purple, and he was obviously about to reach his limit.

"If you are more breathing, you are all far behind. If not, stop. Don't hold it up?"

Liu Qingshan said with concern, but to his opponent, he naturally regarded this as a sarcasm and ignored it.

Liu Qingshan shrugged: "Why does no one believe me when I tell the truth?"

"Little stool, come on!" A Mao also shouted.

I heard the little stool in the water tank, and my head moved upwards from the water, but it did not reveal the water surface and quickly pierced back.

Instead, he used a hand next to him holding the edge of the water tank and gestured an OK gesture.

This girl's little face in the water tank showed a bright smile. The two rows of small white teeth are so white.

At this moment, a rustling sound came from the water tank beside him. Donny finally couldn't hold on and pulled his head out of the water, then gasped heavily, letting the water on his head flow down.

"Oh, damn it, I actually lost, how could I lose?"

When Donny saw that the little stool was still holding it in the water, he immediately hugged his head with both hands, squatted on the ground, pounding his head in annoyance.

Someone handed over a towel next to him. Donny covered his face with a towel and started crying.

"Stop crying, I'm still crying when I'm so grown up. I tell you, you can't beat me."

The little stool also pulled out his head and began to comfort Donny.

Her face did not change, she looked like she was fine, and she could probably hold it in the water for another minute or two.

This really shocked those who sang opera: You are not a diver, are you?

"Why?" Donnie asked with red eyes and raised his head.

"Hehe, tell you, we people have to stand firm every day and practice the skills of the masters."

The little stool stretched out his hand, patted Donny's shoulder twice, and then jumped off the stage.

"Kung Fu, is it kung-fu? Is this amazing?" Donnie stood up from the stage, still looking incredible.

"It's not the skill of hitting people, it's just a kind of exercise of breathing."

The little stool turned around and waved at him. Two ponytails swept out two strings of water droplets and fell on Donny's face, but the guy didn't realize it at all.

At this time, a cheer sounded in the audience: "Haha, I won, kill me."

The young man with long hair hugged a small pile of money into his arms.

"You should give me half of it." Xiao Tangzi was actually a little rich fan.

"Ok, this is what you deserve." The young man still smiled and gave her a thumbs up.

The results of the first competition were indeed a bit unexpected. Now, those who sang opera did not dare to be careless anymore.

After discussing with Mr. Webber, Chris announced the second item: the treble of the game.

The audience started to make excuses: This is too unfair, no one knows that the high notes of opera are very good.

Liu Qingshan didn't care much and asked everyone happily: "Who will be in this battle?"

"Of course I will do it if you have high notes!" Sister Zhang volunteered, and her voice was indeed a little higher than Ah Mao.

So Sister Zhang came on stage, and the other party sent it was Sarah Brightman, who seemed to attach great importance to it.

Now even Liu Qingshan was a little worried about Sister Zhang. After all, the high-pitched singing "Ah" in "The Phantom of the Opera" was really high.

It is said that #f in the four groups of small characters has been reached, which is basically the limit that human voices can reach.

And the famous tenors usually sing high-c, which is impossible. Women are born octaves higher than men.

Because he had lost one game, Sarah Brightman took the stage in person, which shows that the other party is bound to win.

The audience in the audience also felt like they had copied it. After all, they listened to Sarah Brightman without spending money, and they still appreciated it so closely. The real value is.

Everyone was a little confused: after a while, do you want to cover your ears?

Sarah Blyman sang an opera first, and she was swaying her voice. This is a warm-up, so as not to suddenly sing high notes and be easily injured.

The audience also applauded, and the atmosphere was very warm.

Sister Zhang took a look: Oh, then we have to practice too.

So she was also doing preparation activities, but she was not singing opera, but Peking opera.

Sometimes he sings a little student, sometimes he turns into a big face.

The young actor's iconic laughter was full of magic; and he had a big face, full of momentum.

The audience below was stunned and clapped hard, and with a momentum, he pressed Sarah Brightman on the same stage.

"The game officially began." Weber took the stage in person to encourage his second wife.

But this person may not know that just this year, Sarah Brightman will part ways with him.

At this time, the computer was not so developed and there was no software for specializing in pitch measurement. However, all the experts present were experts, and they could be heard with their ears.

Sarah Brightman started first, and Webber also cooperated very much to send a line from the original drama to his wife: "sing-for-me!"

"ah……"

Sarah Blyman's high notes began to rise step by step, and for a moment, the entire theater was filled with her singing.

The audience in the front row finally couldn't stand it, and they all opened their mouths so that they wouldn't be damaged by the eardrums.

Only the girls who performed Thousand-Armed Guanyin all looked as usual and were unaware of it.

When the song came to an abrupt end, the people on the stage applauded enthusiastically.

The singers under the big tree in the audience were all shocked: This is too high!

"I guess it's all high-e?" Xiao Tang also stuck out her tongue. She couldn't compare anyway.

However, Sister Zhang on the stage was still careless and had no pressure at all.

She also approached Sarah Brightman and gave her thumbs up:

"It's quite awesome. If I had been in the past, I would have just given up. But now, I can compete with you!"

After saying that, he also exclaimed: "Ah..."

I still sing the same note, but the method is completely different. Sister Zhang sang the dolphin sound, so it seemed even more shocking.

"Wow, it's comparable to Maria's dolphin sound, it's amazing!" Many of the audiences in the audience like to listen to Maria's mermaid legend songs, so they also applauded vigorously.

They originally thought that this time, this oriental woman must have lost, but they didn't expect that she would have the power to fight.

After Sister Zhang finished singing, the opera actors on the stage also looked at her with a strange look.

Sister Zhang is not afraid to see: "You are all professionals, let's judge, who is better?"

Although these opera actors are all above the top, they are very honest in their art.

They got together to discuss it, and finally Chris announced: "Even if this game is a draw, although there may be some slight differences, it is obvious that there is no distinction between using the ear without the help of professional instruments."

This conclusion is more objective and fair.

However, it was actually the opera team who lost. After all, they are professionals. If you are professionals, you will be tied with pop singers, which will be a loss in itself.

Sister Zhang was a little dissatisfied and approached Sarah Brightman: "Or let's hold our breath, I'll let you have a minute first!"

Liu Qingshan waved to her quickly: OK, come down quickly and you.

In this way, it will be better than the third game.

Originally, in the plan of the opera actor, he won the two games directly, but he really didn't prepare the content of the third game.

As a result, they now lose and draw, and even if they win the third game, they will at most draw.
To be continued...
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