It’s better than the songs he had heard outside when he was out, so hearing it can make people forget everything.

  The more I listened to his songs, the more he did not understand why he came here, even if he wanted something and books, he asked him to go out and buy them.

  He seems to be afraid to go out.

  Daily drill did not understand, but he still remembered the man who came here three years ago and vented to the stone wall.

   Later, when he went out on behalf of the drill, he learned about his legend.

  He is Shu Cheng, a legendary genius, but a well-known liar. He has heard all kinds of rumors in the city, but he who has been with Shu Cheng doesn't believe it all.

  He doesn’t know what’s going on. He only knows that Shu Cheng is very serious about music creation, and he can hear him practicing various languages ​​in the room from time to time.

  This time, the agent is going to participate in the competition.

  He really hopes that he can come to the finals to see him after teaching him to sing.

  Shu Cheng’s singing should not be only here.

  His legend should not be insulted.

  On behalf of the drill, I have seen Shu Cheng’s previous singing video, and I have to say that it is really good and excellent, but the agent can say with certainty that Shu Cheng is now even more excellent.

  ……

in the room.

   "Not enough, let's practice!"

   "What the **** did you sing? Without any emotion, start over!"

  Shu Cheng did not refute or comment.

  Start again.

  Three years, equivalent to thirty years of learning in the system space.

   Still struggling to practice under the hands of countless strict top teachers, Shu Cheng remembered a handsome and unusual face in his memory, and his faith became firmer.

  Wait...wait.

Soon……

  She is going home.

  ……

  Standing not far from the door, the man looked at the confined door with eyes that were as deep as the vast starry sky, and his eyes were dark and dark.

  He raised his head and looked at the sky, "It has been three years, when will you be back?"

   "Patriarch, the publicity of the Youth Singing Contest has been completed."

  "Drilling is gone?" Rong Junyi's voice was low and his thin lips opened slightly.

"Yes."

  Rong Junyi looked at a certain door and fell silent.

  Children won’t want to let themselves see her like this. It’s really time to educate.

  Children’s pride, he knows everything.

  It's only been three years, and it's time to go home.

  The two people separated by the door are thinking of each other.

  ……

A few days later,

  "Youth Singing" audition contest, a 16-year-old boy turned out to be born. He attracted everyone's attention when he appeared, and the audition alone shocked everyone.

  In the first round of the competition a week later, the diamond sang an original song, and with a perfect voice and absolute strength, it became the object of competition for all instructors.

  The melody of euphemistic lamentation, coupled with heart-wrenching lyrics, sang into everyone's heart.

Diamond generation seems to have a kind of magic, seemingly inconspicuous, as long as you sing a song, you can bring people into a kind of emotion. All the images in the lyrics are painted into a picture, allowing everyone to wander in the painting. ,appreciate.

  Famous tutor song king Zhou Ziqian shouted: "Come to my team!"

  The big music players are vying for the first: "Come to my team!"

  Open all kinds of conditions.

  On behalf of the drill calmly stood on the stage, holding the microphone.

  I remembered a lot of the young man in the video, who was hiding in the country and practicing singing silently.

  That him, always looks like a boy.

  "Sorry." Daizuan bowed to all the instructors, "I came here to prove myself, but also to prove my teacher. As for who he is, I will not say for the time being, and I will not choose any more instructors."

   "No one except him is qualified to be my teacher."

  For a time, the audience was in an uproar.