"South of Nanshan?" Xiang Tian's face changed upon hearing that. This song, South of Nanshan, was the song he was going to sing. Was Yang Tian going to sing it too? But how did Yang Tian know he was going to perform South of Nanshan? In an instant, Xiang Tian was flustered: "Yang Tian, you scoundrel, you actually stole my song!"
Slap!
Yang Tian waved his hand, delivering a slap across Xiang Tian's cheek.
Though the lighting on site was sowhat dim, and no one saw Yang Tian's move, Xiang Tian undoubtedly felt a fiery sting on his face. He reached to touch it, revealing a glaring five-fingered mark.
With a face full of fury, Xiang Tian shouted and lunged towards Yang Tian on stage: "You beast, how dare you hit !"
"What are you going crazy for..."
Yang Tian took a step back, waved his hand, and a Ghost Talisman flew out, landing on Xiang Tian with a slap. Instantly, Xiang Tian charged at Yang Tian like a vicious ghost, clawing and grasping. In an instant, the host and ntors were startled, exclaiming, "Xiang Tian, what are you doing!!!"
Especially ntor Zhou Jielun, whose face turned red with anger, said, "Xiang Tian, this is the Good Voice stage. Please maintain your image. If you continue like this, I'll directly eliminate you!"
Hearing Zhou Jielun's words, Xiang Tian regained so clarity, but when he tried to stop, he realized his body wasn't under his control and kept lunging towards Yang Tian. The ghostly shadow on him was very clear and terrifying, alarming the host Young Master Hua, who imdiately called security to pin Xiang Tian down.
But the effect of the Ghost Talisman hadn't dissipated, and Xiang Tian, pressed down tight, still let out bursts of frenzied roars.
The surrounding judges and ntors shook their heads, pondering what qualifications such a contestant had to participate in Good Voice.
Even the audience let out a wave of boos.
Seeing the effect achieved, Yang Tian dispelled the Ghost Talisman from Xiang Tian and said lightly, "Xiang Tian, I know you want to defeat badly, but charging at like this, are you trying to bite to death?"
Xiang Tian ca to his senses, regained control over his actions. He looked around, seeing n and won laughing and watching the drama, his gaze finally landing on ntor Zhou Jielun whose face turned blue. He knew he was dood, very likely losing this round without competition, and Yang Tian had won.
Thinking of this, Xiang Tian felt regret in his heart.
But he was not one to be easily dealt with. He quickly burst into tears: "Sorry, I have epilepsy, and when it strikes, I'm like a mad dog. This illness is from my childhood, when I fell into water, and my father risked his life to save . I survived but watched my father die, resulting in this lingering illness. I didn't an to act out. I just miss my father very much...boohoo..."
With that, Xiang Tian began to cry bitterly.
Yang Tian chuckled coldly, though he felt disgusted, but Xiang Tian's crying indeed helped him reverse the situation.
Indeed, at this ti, ntor Zhou Jielun's face was no longer as purple, he waved his hand and said: "Since it's a dical episode, we can't bla you, and you're just missing your father too much, that's why you're like this. I believe your father's spirit in heaven hopes you can perform well and achieve better results!"
The audience also cheered for Xiang Tian: "Please be strong. We'll all stand behind you, supporting you! Xiang Tian, you're the best!"
Seeing everyone cheering for Xiang Tian, host Young Master Hua quickly smiled and said, "Xiang Tian, fight on with your father's spirit. I believe the ntors and judges wish for you to perform well in this elimination round!"
Xiang Tian, while wiping his tears, secretly cast a provocative glance at Yang Tian.
From his eyes, Yang Tian could see this guy was grateful for being slapped and turned into a mad dog pouncing, because now the situation was everyone stood behind Xiang Tian supporting him.
Yang Tian shrugged: "Indeed a clown!"
Yang Tian's words were heard only by host Young Master Hua and Xiang Tian. Xiang Tian's face sank, while Young Master Hua quickly said: "Next, Yang Tian will sing South of Nanshan!"
When the accompanint started, Yang Tian began to sing.
"In the southern sun, snow is flying~~In the northern cold night, four seasons are like spring~~If there's ti before dark, I want to forget your eyes~~Spending a lifeti, unable to finish a dream~~He no longer discusses the solitary island of reunion with anyone~~Because his heart is already desolate~~His heart can't hold another ho~~"
He used the Demon Technique taught by Chen Xiaoli, achieving a peak in both sound and style. Once his voice rang out, everyone was entranced.
The four ntors exchanged glances, nodding in agreent, and discussed among themselves: "This Yang Tian seems not only to mimic our styles and create new songs, but he also grasps the essence of folk music, singing a classic folk song so lodiously, it's unparalleled! ntor Jielun, please ensure Yang Tian stays and represents your team in Bird's Nest, he's definitely a talent!"
anwhile, Xiang Tian's face was very somber. He was also going to sing South of Nanshan and had been rehearsing for days.
Yet unexpectedly, Yang Tian sang even better.
The mont Yang Tian opened his mouth, Xiang Tian knew he would lose.
And at the last mont, when Yang Tian finished singing South of Nanshan, Xiang Tian contemplated withdrawing from the competition. No matter how he sang next, he couldn't surpass Yang Tian.
Amid applause, Yang Tian and Xiang Tian exchanged places on stage.
Xiang Tian walked onto the stage, but when he tried to start singing, Yang Tian's performance of South of Nanshan imdiately flooded his mind, making him unable to open his mouth to sing.
For a mont, he was just stuck there.
As the accompanint played, Xiang Tian hadn't started singing yet, leaving everyone very puzzled, discussing quietly, while ntor Zhou Jielun encouraged Xiang Tian: "Xiang Tian, why haven't you started singing yet? I believe you can do it!"
Encouraged by Zhou Jielun, Xiang Tian tried to sing, but Yang Tian's performance of South of Nanshan erged again in his mind. He sighed, put down the microphone, and said: "I concede voluntarily..."
"What?!!"
Everyone was amazed, never expecting Xiang Tian would concede without even starting to sing.
For a mont, everyone stared at Xiang Tian in surprise.
Only Yang Tian knew, when using the Demon Technique, the Demon Breath was already deeply imprinted in Xiang Tian's mind, making it impossible for Xiang Tian to sing on.
"Xiang Tian, are you really willing to concede voluntarily?"
Host Young Master Hua asked with a serious tone.
"I... I concede voluntarily..."
As he spoke, Xiang Tian lowered his head like a stray dog...
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