Cultural Invasion In Different World - Chapter 325

[Chapter 323 Rap (five thousand words)]

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() Holm tightly held the three pieces of letter paper that Joshua gave him yesterday. When he first met Joshua, Holm thought that the big man was teasing him.

Because he never believed that those high-ranking nobles would like the ‘bad words’ popular in underground prisons, not to mention that there are nobles who devoted their time to writing new ‘bad words’, and even if they did, Holm didn’t think they were good enough. How much taller than him.

After all, he is the champion of the underground prison.

When Holm read all the contents of the three letters, he found that the song was written…it was terrifying!

After reading the lyrics of the whole song, I thoroughly implemented the two words ‘rhyme’. At first, Holm just tried to read it once, and after reading it thoroughly, he had a hearty feeling.

Holm has always believed that the form of music he sings comes from the underground prison, and he has won the championship of the underground prison several times in a row. It can be said that he is the best in Nolan on the level of ‘bad words’.

Therefore, Holm also thinks that the songs he has written are the best. It’s just that those Nolan listeners don’t know how to appreciate them, and they only want to immerse themselves in that kind of boring opera.

But when Holm saw the song, his last bit of poor self-confidence was completely shattered.

If Holm can be called a king or a champion above ‘bad talk’, then the person who wrote this song…can be called a god!

How could an aristocrat like this form of music, and… far better than him?

The truth was in front of Holm, and he let go of what was left of his pride and started practicing the song.

But when Holm actually started practicing according to the tune of the song, he found that the difficulty of the song was also terrible.

He didn’t sleep all night last night,

Under the dim light and the pain caused by the bruises all over the body, I began to practice this song frantically.

But…the speed of speech is too slow, I can’t find the sense of language, this sentence does not match the tune of the music…

Hom encountered countless problems in the practice, even if he came to the backstage of the world’s singer today, Hom There are still many problems unresolved.

“Damn…it’s not like that.”

Holm tried again, but got stuck on the last part, covering his forehead with his hands.

Fatigue and physical pain hit him. In order to get a little closer to the ‘God’, Holm didn’t sleep all night, and devoted all his energy to this song.

“There’s still time.”

Holm calmed himself down, he took a deep breath, looked at the last part of the letter again, and simulated the accompaniment of music in his mind, preparing for the hundreds of times he didn’t know. .

But before he could speak, he saw someone standing in front of him.

Holm raised his head, the bruises that he had been beaten by two orcs yesterday had not eased at all today, which made him unable to open his left eye at all, and could only see the other side clearly with his right eye.

And the person standing in front of Hom is undoubtedly a ‘big man.

‘, the big man that Holm couldn’t afford to mess with.

“Here you are.”

Roja threw the purse in his hand directly to the feet in front of Holm. This move made Holm stunned for a moment. He glanced at the purse and suddenly remembered that he met this ‘big man’ yesterday. .

“I promised at the beginning, isn’t this what you came here for? There are ten gold coins in it. After you take it, leave as soon as possible. This is not the place you should stay.”

Roja looked at Holm up and down. Today’s Holm looks more shabby and sloppy than yesterday. Except for the patched clothes on Holm’s body, his bruised cheeks alone are scary enough.

It would be a complete slander for the audience if such a person were to appear on the stage of Farosi, unless he was playing a certain kind of harlequin.

The rule for this semi-final is that the two contestants must be on the same stage, even if one contestant sings, the other must stand on the stage and listen.

Roja doesn’t allow himself to have an obstructive harlequin on the stage when he sings the opera, which will bring down the quality of his singing.

No well-dressed person wishes to stand with a beggar.

Holm didn’t answer. He didn’t know how to answer. He lowered his head and continued to look at the three pieces of letter paper in his hand.

The survival rule at the bottom of Squirrel Street is rooted in his heart, that is, don’t rebel against those ‘big men’.

But Holm didn’t want to leave, he regretted it… so he could only lower his head and ignore it, hoping that the big man would take his silence as a ‘default’.

And there is not much time left for her, he must step up time to practice.

“Give me an answer.” But Roja was not deceived by Holm’s little trick. He was just tricked by Heluria, and he was not in a good mood.

And a poor man at the bottom ignored him, which ignited Roja’s anger even more.

He looked at Holm without even looking at him, just stared at the stationery in his hand.

This completely angered Roja, and Roja grabbed the letter in Holm’s hand and threw it directly on the ground.

Because Holm’s strength in holding the letter was too great, and Roja’s movements were too rude, the letter was torn in half, half of which fell to the ground, and the other half was held by Holm in his hand.

At this moment, Holm finally looked up.

“Have you considered it?” Roja continued to ask.

In an instant, the little mouse finally couldn’t control his temper, and wanted to stand up and rush to Roja, but was stopped by the theater attendant who didn’t know where to rush out.

“Mr. Joshua told you that this is not the time for revenge.” The theater attendant whispered in Holm’s ear.

This sentence completely calmed Hom down, and several other attendants also walked to Roja’s side to inform Roja that it was time for Roja to come to power.

“If you appear on the stage, you will regret it.”

After Roja left the last word of warning, he walked directly onto the stage, and stepped on the stationery on the ground as he walked over the stage.

The theater attendant had just let go of Holm, and Holm immediately ran to the letter that had fallen on the ground, sorted it out, and tried to put it back together.

But the handwriting on the stationery was a little blurry, and with the addition of a gray-yellow shoe print, the last part of the lyrics was even more unrecognizable.

What makes Holm nervous…he just hasn’t quite grasped the last part.

“It’s time to go on stage.” The

theater attendant walked over to Holm, who was kneeling on the ground and whispered…

Holm looked at the three pieces of letter paper that were about to become waste, his hands and feet seemed to be filled with lead It was as heavy and cold as a block, and his lips trembled.

But at the urging of the theater attendant, Holm packed up the letter on the ground, put it in his pocket and walked on the stage with difficulty.

When he came to the stage, the whole audience had cheered enthusiastically, but this cheer was not for him, but for his opponent.

The elegant aristocratic opera artist from Farosi, there were many aristocratic girls present who seemed to be his loyal listeners.

With a gentle smile on his face, he faced the auditorium, where the screams of several young girls resounded.

His smile stiffened for a moment when he saw Holm walk onto the stage wobbly and stand under the same light projected by the original spar, but it didn’t last long.

There was a huge contrast between the two contestants on the stage for a while, one was a well-known aristocratic opera artist in Farosi… The other didn’t seem to be even a commoner.

“Roja, it’s not the first time we’ve met.”

Sir Bai Jinghua, who was a judge, greeted the young opera singer before singing.

“Yes, I remember the last time I saw you at a banquet held by the Farosi playwrights, Sir White Thorns.” Roja’s answers were all very decent.

“Then, as one of the youngest opera singers in Farosi, what song are you going to sing this time?” Sir Bai Jinghua asked him straight to the point.

After Roja answered a tune that Holm had never heard of, Sir Whitebud turned around and started asking about Holm.

Holm, who was asked about it, was in a state of extreme tension, and of course he was not as personable as Roja when he answered, and when Sir Whitebud asked what Holm was going to sing.

Holm held the original spar with a strong inscription inscribed, hesitated for a while, and then only said two very short words.

“Rap.”

“Rap? A form of music I’ve never heard of before, so I’m looking forward to your next performance.”

When Sir Bai Jinghua finished saying this, Holm suddenly heard the sound from the audience…laugh Voice.

This is a laugh, this is a matter of course… Sir Bai Jinghua’s last sentence is well-intentioned, but in the eyes of the audience, it is completely self-inflicted humiliation.

The show started quickly, and Luck seemed to favor Holm today, earning him a chance at the back in the process of flipping a coin to decide who would perform first.

It also means that Holm has a song time to adjust his heartbeat.

And Roja’s singing soon began in the soothing accompaniment.

This big man from the aristocracy is not the kind of pampered waste, he is really powerful… The songs he chooses, even the layman, Holm, finds it very difficult.

There are too many high notes in it!

In order to match his singing, the lighting of the whole stage is also constantly changing. Under the soft and silent lighting, the whole singing looks magnificent.

But in this unique performance, the only person who seemed a little abrupt and even an eyesore was Holm, who was standing not far from the singer.

Holm’s shabby outfit and his bruised face just didn’t match the scene on stage at this time.

But he can only stand here, and he cannot go there on this stage.

That’s it… Roja’s performance has ended, the screams of the girls and the applause of the audience sounded, and the young opera singer got the praise he deserved for his excellent singing.

On the screen behind Roja, the number of votes he received continued to rise, until it reached more than 23,000 votes.

In the voting for the semi-finals, the audience can choose a contestant in each round. While Roja’s singing was appreciated by the audience, many audience members thought that the poor boy’s singing could not win such an excellent opera Family.

The scale of victory seems to have begun to tilt.

“Thank you.” Roja bowed to the audience, then looked at Holm who was standing on the other side with a slightly playful gaze.

At this moment… Holm knew that it was finally his turn, and the host also came over and handed him the original spar with a strong inscription.

Hom’s legs trembled as he walked to the front of the stage, his gaze turned to the audience sitting on the stage.

The cheers and applause stopped at this moment, and Holm felt the questioning eyes from all directions. The boos from the audience in the last game seemed to have echoed in Holm’s ears.

His hand holding the original spar couldn’t help shaking, but the accompaniment sounded at this time.

Must sing!

Holm put his mouth to the front of the ‘microphone’, but…his mind was blank!

He…forgot the lyrics!

All lyrics!

The accompaniment had gone on, and it had reached the point where he should have started to sing the first lyric, but he found that he couldn’t sing it at all.

The questioning eyes of the audience turned into contempt, and huge pressure surrounded him, and Holm felt a little faint and nauseated in his head.

In the end, he couldn’t help covering his mouth, and the first lyric turned into a vomit.

On this stage, he vomited out what he ate in the morning, and fell to his knees weakly.

The audience didn’t boo him this time, but instead laughed one after another.

“Is this the clown hired by the organizers?”

“This kind of performance shouldn’t be on the stage.”

“I heard him sing yesterday, and it really shouldn’t be on this stage.”

Various discussions poured in. In Holm’s ears, Holm spit out all the stomach acid in his stomach, but his mind became clear.

He listened to the sarcastic voices from the audience, and the emotion that appeared in his heart was not fear and cowardice, but… anger, not… something far above anger, that is hatred.

What… is it called not being able to appear on this stage?

Holm clenched his fists… The scene of practicing that song yesterday flooded into his mind.

The song I practiced yesterday was a thousand times and a hundred times better than that guy’s song!

You bastards who don’t know how to appreciate!

Hatred filled Holm’s heart, and this hatred became his driving force.

He has to sing that song!

Sing to these idiots and tell them there’s more than just opera in this world!

And the rap he likes is a hundred times better than the opera!

He had to tell these ignorant guys.

Driven by hatred, Holm raised his left index finger and pointed high above the Nolan National Theater, in the direction of the sky.

The laughing voice stopped, the figure who was still vomiting just now stood up staggeringly, his eyes were no longer panic, but full of anger.

“One more time.”

Only one person in the entire theater understood the meaning of Holm’s actions just now, and that was Joshua.

At the signal of Joshua, the music sounded again.

Holm raised the ‘microphone’ in his hand, and at this moment, Holm swept all the audience in the auditorium in turn with fierce eyes, every audience who had laughed at him just now.

“listen!”

Holm’s powerful voice echoed throughout the Nolan National Theatre, and everyone sat in front of the ‘television’ audience.

His voice did not sound as gentle as he sang just now, but contained boundless anger, as if he wanted to pinch someone and force him to listen to what he said!

Home again raised his index finger at his audience.

“If you have a chance to accomplish everything you have ever dreamed of having, at this moment, will you grab it or let it slip away!”

When he finished his opening remarks, the singing officially began, and a powerful drum sounded throughout the Inside the theater.

“His palms are sweating, his knees are weak, his arms are heavy…”

Holm shouted hatred and anger and began to sing. He was ashamed of his cowardice on the stage before.

If the ‘author’ of the song was here, he would be utterly disappointed to see Holm here.

“He opened his mouth, but couldn’t say a word, he was suffocating, and everyone was laughing at him at this time!”

Holm himself can be looked down upon by anyone, but he does not allow this song to be looked down upon by others!

So he has to interpret the song on this stage, not only to make the audience realize that rap is not something ‘shameful’, but also that he doesn’t want to disappoint the author of this song!

“You better give up in music, at this moment, you win it, you better never let it go! You only have this one chance, don’t miss the chance to blow people up!”

This is Holm’s last chance, and The only chance to prove to all the people in this world that the music he likes is the best.

The tight drum beat on the stage and Holm’s angry voice completely shocked everyone.

Sir Whitebud was completely stunned there.

Murderous, he felt boundless murderous aura in this shabby boy’s singing.

The veins on Holm’s forehead were bulging, and the expression on his face was full of anger.

He is not only singing on the stage, but more of a vent, venting his long-held emotions, telling all the audience as if he is roaring, “The music he likes will not lose to anyone.” people!

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This almost venting shouting and roaring should have made people sound angry too.

But the lyrics he sang… had an inexplicable rhythm, and with the drum beats of the music, Jazz Bai Jinghua actually sounded very comfortable, and also had a feeling of venting.

“This kind of opportunity is only once in life…” Caroline quietly listened to Holm’s murderous singing, but looked at Joshua aside.

“I heard a lot of words in his lyrics that I couldn’t understand, such as a name like a candy, Mr. Joshua… Did you write this song?”

“No, I didn’t write it. “Josho shook his head and denied Carroll’s question. The author of this song was indeed not Joshua, but Joshua also denied the fact that he had helped Holm.

“It’s a great song, it sounds… it’s much more comfortable and… refreshing than those operas.”

Caroline looked at Holm, who was struggling to follow the rhythm on the stage, and finally gave A rather crude assessment.

“Yeah… it’s good for letting people vent,” Joshua said.

“Vent… But the lyrics are actually written by a person who was in a very difficult situation, right? Was it written by himself… He poured everything into music, but in the end he couldn’t get anything back, UU Kanshu www.sonicmtl.com This kind of person is in law I don’t know how many of them are in Luo Xi.”

Carole seemed to remember something and muttered to herself.

“It may be himself, but the lyrics of this song also represent each of us, and I believe he will pay off. He sings far better than I thought.”

Joshua is already singing in Holm. Hearing the feeling of the original singing, he has completely mastered this song.

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