Cultural Invasion In Different World - Chapter 295

[Chapter 293 Contestants]

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Sir Bai Jinghua sat in the audience holding a glass of mellow drink, which Sir Bai Jinghua and other nobles called ‘brown bean juice’ with a bitter taste.

Joshua liked to call this drink ‘coffee’, so Sir Whitebud decided to call it coffee too.

Currently in Nolan, Joshua has created one trend after another. This situation has changed to Farosi. It is estimated that there will be many young playwrights and opera singers in the entire Farosi who follow Joshua’s footsteps and write “Beauty” With the Devil” and “This Devil Is Not Too Cold” style works.

Of course, Sir Bai Jinghua has to keep up with Qiao Xiu’s footsteps.

But it is not easy to complete the task entrusted by the Chaos Demon. Sir Bai Jinghua took a sip of the coffee in his cup and glanced at the stack of contestants in his hand, and truly experienced the meaning of ‘physical and mental exhaustion’.

After the amazing performances of the nun named Liya and the black wood elf Luvita, the performances of the contestants in the back began to deviate more and more.

So much so that Sir Bai Jinghua enjoyed several performances that can only be seen in acrobatic troupes in this singing competition!

“That’s it for today, let them stop accepting registrations.”

Sir Bai Jinghua motioned the attendants to stop the registration. Now that the time is gradually approaching late at night, even if there is coffee to refresh, Sir Bai Jinghua’s biological clock will not allow him to stay up late.

The squire accepted the order and went down immediately, and Sir White Thorns flipped through the form in his hand again.

Before he knew it, he had already reviewed a total of 232 contestants, and there were only seven contestants left today.

“Sir Bai Jinghua, how many players have been selected today?”

Qiao Xiu’s voice suddenly sounded behind Sir Bai Jinghua.

He turned around, and Joshua and Ciri were already sitting beside him.

“Twenty-three… Mr. Qiao Xiu.” Sir Bai Jinghua couldn’t help sighing when Qiao Xiu asked this question.

“Although you gave all the civilians of Nolan a chance to step on the stage, the civilians without professional training performed on the stage… No, that can’t be called a performance at all, many of these twenty-three contestants are I let them pass by letting go of my insistence on art.”

“The situation…is it really that bad?” Qiao Xiu looked at Sir Bai Jinghua,

as if he was more than ten years older.

You can imagine how devastated his ears were all day.

“I think the people of Nolan should not have any artistic skills, maybe… Joshua, you can hold a spell-chanting contest.”

Ciri whispered in Joshua’s ear, and by the way gave Joshua a brand new suggestion.

“Uh… This kind of competition can be run by the person in gray.” Joshua’s gaze turned to the contestant who was performing on the stage.

That contestant is the 232nd. Judging from his appearance, he looks like… a cook?

His dress is very professional in terms of cooking, but his singing is completely at the level of noise.

Joshua felt that he dared to show off his singing voice on the street in the morning, and soon a crowd of people would pour out from all directions and beat him to the ground.

“Is there really no… any very powerful civilian players?”

Qiao Xiu asked Sir Bai Jinghua next to him with a bit of luck.

“Of course there is.” Sir Bai Jinghua flipped through the list of contestants in his hand and handed one of the pages to Joshua. “At the beginning of the audition, there was a contestant named Liya. Her singing… Mr. Joshua, I I swear, that’s definitely the level only a master-level opera artist can achieve!”

“Lia.” Joshua

looked at the name and remembered some news that the dark elves had revealed to her before.

Among them is this nun about Liya.

The Holy Land sent a nun to a singing contest organized by the devil?

And the level of this nun is comparable to that of a master opera singer?

!

Qiao Xiu found that there are too many plots to make up for, but there is a player who can really stand on the stage and will not let the audience appear, no matter where he comes from, it is good for Qiao Xiu.

After all, Qiao Xiu held this “The Singer of the World”, and what he wanted was to win the ratings as much as possible in Nolan.

During the conversation, that contestant was eventually eliminated by Bai Jinghua.

The two hundred and thirty-third contestant took the stage.

When the contestant stepped onto the stage, Sir White Thorns frowned indistinctly.

The clothes on his body are really… shabby, completely out of the scope of civilians, a bit like those alien residents living in Squirrel Street.

But his race is a human…

“Hom?” Sir Bai Jinghua tentatively called out his name, he nodded slightly, and he didn’t seem to adapt to the lighting on the stage.

“Please show your singing voice.”

Sir Whitebud had no expectations for this contestant.

After standing on the stage for a moment of silence, he finally started his performance…

As Sir Bai Jinghua expected, a person who can’t even make a living has no time to practice singing.

His performance didn’t sound like a song at all, but simply uttered words that sounded… disgusting.

It’s just that there are some fixed rhythms between these words.

Sir Bai Jinghua tried to stop the performance of the No. 233 contestant several times, but he finally held back his patience.

Just a minute and a half later, the contestant named Holm finally ‘finished’ his song.

“Okay, next one.”

After listening to so many amateur performances, this one was the only one that made Sir Bai Jinghua feel angry, and he signaled to his attendants to take the contestant named Holm off the stage.

The two attendants walked off the stage at a very fast pace. If there were no people watching behind the scenes, maybe they would choose to throw the dirty beggar out of the Nolan National Theater.

“Wait a minute.”

Qiao Xiu stopped the rude behavior of the two attendants, and then waved his hand to let the two attendants go away.

“You know there aren’t many people here who will appreciate your…performance,” Joshua said, standing up and looking at him.

“Sorry… my lord, I’m sorry… what I did just now can’t be called singing at all.” Holm had long anticipated that at this moment, the singing form of the underground prison would not be accepted by the residents of Nolan on the ground.

Not to mention these bigwigs who enjoy the baptism of opera all day long.

“No, I’m one of the few people present, but I’m curious… Where did you learn this way of acting?”

Joshua was a little stunned when he heard Holm’s performance at first, and even For a time, he suspected that he was not in the period of the Magic Revolution, but came to the earth in the 1970s.

It’s a feeling like when you’re enjoying a Beethoven musical and it turns out to be an Eminem concert later.

But Joshua didn’t mind building a whole new genre of music in this world with the help of the singers of this world.

[End of this Chapter]