A Star Reborn: The Queen’s Return

Xia Wei’s eyes narrowed slightly and flashed a deep thought.

Looking at his limit, Xia Wei’s voice changed and he inserted into his solo passage to form a duet: “You see the black and white staggered and stifle silently, and you don’t dare to look back all the way. ......"

The lyrics are still the lyrics, and the melody is the improvisation outside the music. It lingers around his main melody, seemingly harmonious, but pressing hard, step by step. If Bai Murong does not respond, he will sing in accordance with the original singing method. If he can't pass a few sentences, he will be overwhelmed by Xia Wei's melody.

He suddenly turned to look at her, there was a fleeting surprise in the dawn, and a touch of anger.

Xia Wei looked directly at him, hooked his lips and smiled, and the song slowed down half a beat. This is a gauntlet. If he can't take it, she will not give him a mess on the stage. Slowly accept it.

Bai Murong was awkward, but he soon laughed. The song was changed and changed. "You see that the pair of lovers are sweet and sweet, and I am alone. Standing alone on the street, I can’t understand you really..."

Under the stage, the screams almost overturned the roof.

Xia Xi chuckles, very good, since he is the type of the Vietnam War, she is not polite.

The singing continues to move forward.

White Murong really did not show weakness, seeing the move and dismantling one by one, although more and more difficult, but did not see the slightest retreat. The songs swayed, and suddenly turned, suddenly and stunned, suddenly stunned, suddenly and sorghum, unpredictable, touching.

The more he sings, the more he feels that he is a rare singer. He has a good talent and a good strength. He has a profound and eclectic background. Although he is still a smash hit pop, he will go. For the direction, less can make a 20-year classic.

Xia Wei became curious from the beginning and turned to help him.

Speed ​​up the rhythm and force him to get tighter. However, whenever he can't resist it, she will relax the offensive, leave him breathing space, and even deliberately release the gap and guide him in the direction.

He did not let her down, and the wolverine from the beginning became more and more calm, and gradually, it was really like a war against opponents. In the last section of Huacai, Xia Wei forced him to the corner of the road. He retired, and the flash of light flashed through the limit. The ending paragraph sang also illusion and true, just like the dream of Luneng came to earth.

The ultimate perfection.

At the end of the song, he gracefully closed the curtain, and the applause of the audience was thunderous.

Bai Murong straightened up and turned his head to look at Xia Wei.

Xia Wei was shocked by his heart and hurried to escape.

Anxiously said to Mina sister: "Fast, pack things, let's go!"

Ms. Mina is puzzled: "What are you doing in a hurry? Little girl is still unsettled, you are a star, do you know the star? Which star have you seen like you..."

"Hurry up, it’s too late to be late!" Xia Wei shouted, how can he not worry? Just now, Bai Murong looked at her eyes on the stage, just like a hunter stared at the prey.

If she doesn't go quickly, she won't be able to leave.

Who knows, the sky is not a wish, what is afraid of what comes.

Xia Wei has not yet stepped out of the door of the dressing room. On the other side, Bai Murong has already left.

"Ye, star, 绫." He sang a word, read her name, a good-looking lip squinted with a hint of unclear smile, slender figure blocked in front of the dressing room, calm, Yushu Linfeng.

Xia Wei felt a little headache.

Bai Murong glared at himself as a big name. After a few words, he cleared the scene. Everyone was asked to leave the dressing room. Even Ms. Mina looked at them both with great interest, ignoring Xia’s help. Eyes, Shiran went away.

After a short time, Xia Wei and him were left in the dressing room.

"What's the matter, let's talk." Xia Yan sighed with a sigh.

He narrowed his eyes and looked at her: "I can't see it. I haven't seen you singing for more than a year. I know how to be arrogant. I am more and more arrogant. Even I dare to provoke it. Uh huh? It’s hard to describe it with daring days. ""

"I sing a slogan for a moment, I accidentally ran out of tune..." She smirked and explained, "Big Brother, you adults don't remember the villain..."

“I’m going to run out of tune?” Bai Muring laughed. “You’re running like this, but it’s better than the original score. How can I not run just right?”

"me……"

"Forget it, don't make excuses." He waved his hand impatiently, sitting down on the sofa, overlapping his legs and opening his mouth casually. "Ye Xing, your typhoon reminds me of a person."

"Who?"

"夏绫."

"Too many people say that I am like her, I am numb, and you have to change some fresh words. Big brother." Xia Wei is now a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water, anyway, even the scorpion Heng recognizes who she is, and does not install it. That way. In front of other people, she is really not so nervous.

Bai Murong said: "I didn't think it was before. Now I ponder over it and find out that you are really like it. Xia Wei also likes to improvise on the stage and change the aria. This is really something that ordinary people can have."

"She is my idol, I imitate her," this reason has been used by her, and I am my own idol, and not shameful.

"Ha." Bai Murong chuckled. "I forgot, you used to sing "The Butterfly in the Cage" so vivid."

Eight hundred years ago, it was difficult for Bai Murong to remember.

Xia Wei nodded and tried to understate it.

Bai Murong shifted the topic: "You changed your voice. Although I was very unhappy at first, I actually changed very well. In the past few months, I have fallen into a bottleneck and have been unable to break through. I was on the stage today. A radical, but there is a new sentiment."

"Coincident, coincidence." Xia Xiao laughed.

He looked at her inquiringly: "Is it really just a coincidence?"

"Of course it's a coincidence! I haven't sung a little star for more than a year. How can I have the ability to inspire your potential?!"

He looked at her carefully, and for a long while, Yan Yan smiled: "It’s also true, I care more. But I will thank you anyway."

"You're welcome." Xia Yu breathed a sigh of relief and picked up the cup to drink.

His next sentence made her hand shake, almost splashing the water out: "Ye Xingyu, you just did not do your best when you sang with me on the stage." Affirmative tone.

How is this person so sharp? !

Still not finished? !

Xia Qiangqiang resisted the urge to turn his eyes, and some regretted helping him to break through the bottleneck. She secretly told herself to calm down, calm down, not to be anxious, look up at him half-truly and look at him: "Yeah, I didn't do my best. If I did it." If you do your best, you won’t be able to sing "Chess opponents."

"What does that sing?" he was curious.

"Don't seek defeat, master is lonely, fight each other."

This time, it was his turn to turn her into a blank eye and end the dialogue with great compassion and let her go.