Sir Bai Jinghua sat in the auditorium of the theater. He sat in the audience as a judge.

On the stage, one singer from all over the Nolan, took the stage and walked off the stage.

At present, Sir Bai Jinghua has reviewed 23 contestants who have participated in the World Singer Competition. Twenty-one of the twenty-three performers have been sighed by the sigh of Bai Jinghua.

He has already lowered his standard to a very low level according to Qiao Xiu's instructions. Any competitor can reach the level of a bard who can be seen everywhere on the street.

It is a pity that Sir Bai Jinghua has not found a player who can complete any song or poem, and perform it well, or sing like a song.

Most of them are either incomplete, or they sing half and suddenly forget the words. The worst thing is that they don’t say a word after they go to power.

The only two contestants who participated in the competition were the players who had the experience of a bard, but the songs they sang were still in a very bad level in the view of Sir Bai Jinghua.

The music of this world is not as cheap as it is on the earth. In addition to listening to the songs of the bards, the civilians rarely have other opportunities to enjoy the music.

This time the world's singers were able to raise so many people.

Sir Bai Jinghua believes that the charm of the flower of Farosi and Belle is too great.

There are many people who don't know anything about music, and they are mixed into the sea election team. I hope to see the flower of Flosi or the side of Belle by this opportunity.

However, their hopes finally fell through. The judges of the sea elections were only ‘Stanfield’, and even Sir Bai Jinghua decided to hand over the sea elections to his cronies.

“Sure enough, Mr. Qiao Xiu’s expectations are too high?”

Sir Bai Jinghua looked at the entry form of the contestant with a red cross.

In the view of Sir Bai Jinghua, Qiao Xiu hopes to find a few singers who are singing in the Nolan's civilians or nobles.

Even if it was a luxury, Sir Bai Jinghua still did not give up. He put down the record board in his hand and made a gesture to the attendant on the field.

"Next person."

After the elimination of the 24th player, Sir Bai Jinghua asked the attendants to invite the twenty-fifth player to play.

The twenty-fifth player caught the attention of Sir Bai Jinghua when he was on the court, because... his body is too burly, close to a two-meter-high figure, and the armor and horn helmet.

No matter how you look at this dress, you should not stand on the stage as a operatic, but should appear in the battle of a hunting World of Warcraft.

Sir Bai Jinghua calmed down his mood and made a gesture indicating that he could start.

Before the start, Sir Bai Jinghua also expected the mercenary to unexpectedly conquer the people with his voice, but the expectations of Sir Bai Jinghua were finally lost.

The mercenary's voice is as rough as his appearance, which is unacceptable. Roughness is just a better description. It is more appropriate to describe it... it is just a mess.

The first two players, Sir Bai Jinghua, gave an unqualified evaluation. This... Sir Bai Jinghua immediately waved and ordered the mercenary to stop his performance.

"Stop! It's enough to get here!"

The attendant squatted on the stage and shouted loudly at the mercenary.

"Stop?"

The tone of the attendant sounded a bit unhealthy, and rashly interrupted the mercenary's performance, instantly raising the mercenary's anger to an uncontrollable level.

He took a step toward the attendant, and his burly figure was full of oppression. It seemed that he was prepared to use the method of problem solving that mercenaries used to solve, that is violence.

Sir Bai Jinghua saw that the situation on the stage began to turn sharply in the direction of losing control, and stood up and prepared to call the casters who maintained order to intervene.

Sure enough, it is too difficult to get these rude people on the stage!

The two law-maintaining casters under Sir Bai Jinghua took to the stage and wanted to ‘convuse’ the mercenary to calm down, but his emotions became more and more excited.

The casters slammed the power of the mercenaries, one of whom was directly retired, and the other contestants who watched behind the scenes saw this scene becoming a bit confusing.

The scene began to gradually get out of control. When the white jingle jazz was preparing to allow the two spellcasters to use aggressive magic, a girl in a white dress suddenly walked out of the crowd.

The girl went straight to the mercenary...

"Let's get out!" The mercenary is preparing to push the two casters away in a rude manner.

In the next second, the other party also extended his slender arm to hold the mercenary's wrist. When the mercenary's wrist was held by the other party, he tried to break free but failed. The opponent's power was amazing.

"Calm down." The girl said in a serious tone.

Even if the other party's dress is like a lady, but the temperament of her body like a long sword shocked the mercenary.

The mercenary slowly withdrew his hand and calmed down. He moved his wrist and the pain of the vagueness was still there.

Seeing that the mercenary calmed down, the other two casters were ready to release the magic to make them lose consciousness, but they were stopped by the white jingle jazz.

"It was just that my judgment was too reckless, so interrupted your performance." Sir Bai Jinghua once again signaled the two casters to retreat.

The purpose of this game is to provide any civilian in Nolan with a stage to show his voice. Sir Bai Jinghua is indeed qualified to believe that the other party can not be on the official stage, but is not qualified to interrupt his performance.

Sir Bai Jinghua, who realized this, apologized to the mercenary. The mercenary accepted the apology of Sir Bai Jinghua at the face of the girl who was nearly one meter tall and looked very uncomfortable.

The performance soon began again. Sir Bai Jinghua listened to the mercenary’s ‘sentimental singing’ and began to regretfully agree to give him another chance to perform.

But gradually came to the back. When Sir Bai Jinghua was used to this kind of rough song, there was a kind of inexplicable one... Listening to the illusion of feeling? !

"Congratulations, passed."

Sir Bai Jinghua approved the mercenary's performance form and gave him the qualification to participate in the next round.

After the mercenary passed, he nodded and sat down on the stage with satisfaction. The next one was the girl who had prevented the mercenary from being rude.

The Messiah went to the stage. At this time, the Cavalier had completely disappeared from the majesty when she stopped the mercenary. She was very overwhelmed by the fact that her hand was holding the skirt.

The horsewoman is in hesitation, she has not tried to sing for more than a decade, but a newsletter popping up in front of her eyes made her determined.

‘Misai Knight, advance to the next round, this is the order. ’

This is a newsletter from the singer Herriot.