Chapter 1051 (2/2)
Although Xiao Yunhai doesn't seem to care about it on the surface, in fact, he attaches great importance to this program.
In his previous life, he watched numerous singing competitions of singers, such as ”the voice of China”, ”I am a singer”, ”masked king of songs”, ”China Star” and so on. Almost all of them did not fall behind. He imagined that it would be great if he could get on that stage. Today is also the realization of the dream of the previous life.
On the stage, Yao Na has been sweating profusely. The audience clapped and yelled together.
”Yao Na.”
”Yao Na.”
”Yao Na.”
Yao Na bowed to everyone with a smile and made a gesture of kissing, which made the cheers even louder.
Yao Na introduced and thanks the band, then walked off the stage and left the studio amid thunderous applause and cheers.
The stage fell into darkness again, leaving only the drumbeats thumping.
”According to the rules, the next singer should also be a new singer.”
”So the emperor is going to play, isn't he?”
”Yes, it must be the emperor.”
”The emperor of clouds is the best in the world.
”The emperor of clouds is the best in the world.
Before Xiao Yunhai came to the stage, his classic slogan began to ring on the scene.
Those foreign fans call Xiao Yunhai Kung Fu Xiao, and they don't know who the emperor is.
After inquiry, they found out that the emperor of cloud in their mouth was the Kung Fu Xiao who swept the world music world with an album. Suddenly, they cried out.
Jesse Barkley looked at the cheering fans, shook his head and said with a wry smile, ”how can this be compared? I feel that all the judges are fans of Mr. Xiao. ”
Jed Mercurio looked around and said, ”it's really unfair. However, even if it is a new audience, I am afraid it will be the same result. I can't help it. Mr. Xiao has too many fans all over the world. ”
In the singer's room, Eliot looked at the scene on TV, spread out his hands and said, ”do you still need to compare? I think it would be better to give Mr. Xiao the king of Songs' trophy
Agent Chen Cheng said in fluent English: ”Mr. Xiao is a god like figure among Chinese fans. His three Chinese albums have sold more than 100 million copies. Later, with her English album, she became popular all over the world with her fans all over the world. It's not surprising that the audience has such a reaction. ”
Eliot asked curiously, ”Chen, are you also a fan of Mr. Xiao?”
Chen Cheng scratched the back of his head and said, ”I'm not his fan. I'm his iron powder. I like his songs, novels and movies. There are at least hundreds of millions of young people like me in China. ”
Eliot's mouth was so shocked that he said, ”it's terrible.”
Their words were transmitted to the TV screen through the camera, which made Xiao Yunhai's fans feel extremely proud and proud.
The greater the achievements of idols, the happier they are naturally.
”Wan Qing, do you know what song Yunhai is going to sing today?”
Zhao Wanqing said: ”I only know the name of this song is” the night of Ulan Bator ”, and I don't know anything else.”
”The night of Ulaanbaatar?” Chen Xiuzhu and Xiao Changfeng looked at each other and said, ”is this a song for grandma Yunhai?”
Yan Piaoyun a Leng, way: ”show bamboo elder sister, what do you mean?”
Wulandao is the capital of Mongolian people. When he was eight years old, Yunhai used to go there with my father and my mother
Xiao Changfeng said: ”Yunhai was a naughty devil when he was a child. No one would listen to him. Even if his grandfather took a pimp, he would not say a word. Only his grandmother was able to persuade him, and they had a very good relationship. Unfortunately, when Yunhai was ten years old, his mother-in-law died of illness, and the child cried and fainted in front of the grave
Zhao Wanqing didn't expect her husband to have this thing. She couldn't help feeling a little sad for him.
”Look, Yunhai's temporary agent is out.” Zhao Mingsheng said.