I’m Really a Superstar

Chapter 670 [The tears of Luo Yu’s parents! 】

Two minutes ago.

The second recording scene.

Luo Yu's parents were here. Before their daughter came on stage, the old couple had been asking Zhang Ye some questions repeatedly, and their emotions were not very high. They were surprised that their daughter could be on TV this time, and they also felt that Inexplicably, not that excited.

Luo's father said: "Teacher Zhang, my daughter has never been able to sing."

Zhang Ye smiled and said, "Really?"

Luo's mother said: "She loved singing since she was a child. She sang during the day, sang during meals, and sometimes secretly hid in bed at night to sing. She was fine when she was a child. But after the variable voice period, her voice became bad and she couldn't even hear her voice. Her voice is hoarse, and her teachers and classmates all say she doesn’t speak but she acts like a boy when she speaks, but with such a voice, let alone singing, anyone who hears her will find her annoying.”

Zhang Ye asked: "The family has never supported her in music?"

Luo's father sighed and said: "We also want to support our child. Of course we are willing to let her realize her dream, but the key is that she can't sing. She is not this material."

Luo's mother said: "This child has a loud voice. Every time he sings to the family, Lao Luo and I go out for a walk, otherwise we get upset. The neighbors also have strong opinions. Sometimes they come to our house to ask Luo Yu Singing in a lower voice would disturb others, and we also talked about her, but Luo Yu didn't listen. No matter what others said about her, no matter how unpleasant the words were, she still sang every day, but she just couldn't listen to what others said. This time you asked her to come on this "Voice of the Republic". When I first heard Luo Yu say it, I thought she was a liar. With her broken voice, how can she be called a good voice?"

Zhang Ye said: "Your child is on stage. Let's see what the instructors decide."

Luo Mu said: "You will definitely not turn around, right?"

Luo's father shook his head and said nothing. The couple had not planned to come this time because their daughter could not sing. They were invited to a singing competition. They subconsciously felt that it was unreliable. They thought that their daughter would definitely be mentored after she came on stage. If they dislike it, they will be laughed at by the audience, and they will lose face. It is because of Zhang Ye that they can come to the scene this time. Zhang Ye personally made several phone calls to invite them, so the old couple couldn't resist coming.

On the screen, the scene of the first scene was clearly visible.

When Luo Yu took the stage, his nervous look was obvious to parents at a glance, and they felt even more uncomfortable.

The next moment, I saw my daughter closing her eyes and holding the phone tightly:

“I’m always told that I don’t know how to write lyrics, compose music, or sing.”

“I’m always told that I don’t know how to enjoy, laugh, or live.”

“I’m always told that I don’t understand emotions, women, and romance.”

“I’m always told that I don’t know how to be tolerant, flexible, and flexible.”

This song……

This poem...

Luo's father and Luo's mother were suddenly stunned, and pictures popped out unconsciously.

Aunt Liu, their neighbor, muttered in front of them every day, "Don't let your Ronaldinho sing. There are so many music students who can't become famous. What can she sing?"

Every time the Luo family's second aunt came to visit, she would say to Luo Yu: "Xiao Yu, you have to be flexible. Be realistic. Not everyone can realize their dream of becoming a star. Only down-to-earth life is called life."

"You kid, you don't listen to me no matter what. Why do you still sing? You can't hear the bad words, Ronaldinho? Why are you so shameless?"

"Ronaldo, stop singing.

"

"Ronald, you can't do it."

"Xiao Luo, let's be your teacher."

"Ronaldo, honor your parents and work hard. This is the glory. What song are you singing?"

"Little Luo..."

"Little Luo..."

Suddenly, a roaring high-pitched voice jumped out of the TV screen

"Who told you that I can't sing?"

In an instant, Luo's father and Luo's mother were hit hard in the heart.

"Who told you that I don't understand life?"

"Who told you that I never feel down?"

"Who told you that I don't know glory?"

Several high notes come one after another

It seems like a roar, like a kind of unwillingness deep in the soul

Zhang Ye suddenly pointed at the TV and said, "Turn it around, Teacher Chen Guang, turn it around."

"Ah" Father Luo's eyes widened

Luo's mother was also stunned

Not even three seconds later, Zhang Ye continued: "Teacher Fan Wenli also turned to take a look. Teacher Zhang Xia also took a picture. There is still one left... There is still one left... Oh, Teacher Zhang Yuanqi also turned to four tutors." Everyone turned around and chose your daughter. Teacher Chen Guang stood up and kept giving thumbs up to look at the audience. Everyone was excited. It’s great. Luo Yu is great.”

Luo's father was shocked and said: "Returned? Have they all been transferred?"

Zhang Ye said: "Yes."

Luo's father said excitedly: "Do some of the instructors think my daughter sings well?"

"That's for sure." Zhang Ye said: "The instructors wanted Luo Yu to join their team, so they turned around, and they will be robbing people soon."

Father Luo's voice trembled, "You mean, both the instructor and the audience think my daughter...sings well?"

Zhang Ye said: "Yes, look at everyone's expressions and cheers. They are all for your daughter. Everyone likes her."

When Luo's mother heard this, she looked at her daughter on the stage and the applause in the audience. She didn't know why, but her tears fell involuntarily and she couldn't stop them.

It turns out my daughter can sing

It turns out that so many people love to hear my daughter sing.

It turns out that we were wrong

Seeing his wife shed tears, Luo's father also cried. He was crying with joy, but his tears also contained guilt, because they had never supported their daughter's dream.

First scene.

stage.

When the song ends, the whole place lights up.

“Enjoyable”

“Yeah, that’s great.”

“My back is sweating after hearing this.”

"Is this woman a professional singer who jumped out of a crack in some rock? Can she sing so well?"

“If you’re not a professional singer, you must be a professional music student.”

"This voice is so powerful. It's more powerful than a man's."

"It's so unexpected. How can such a fat woman sing so touchingly? I've heard many people sing this song, but none of them make my blood boil like hers."

"Wonderful"

"This song made her sing like a god"

The audience was hotly discussing

Ha Qiqi and the people in the column team were all pleasantly surprised. The live effect was great. Zhang Ye had a good vision. Luo Yu’s voice was really good. This strange voice could actually set off the whole audience.

The lights were all on, and Luo Yu on the stage could see the scene clearly for the first time. However, he saw that the four instructors were not holding their backs but facing her. When they saw the audience Countless spectators were screaming and applauding. Luo Yu was also stunned. He really stayed in place motionless.

What's wrong?

What's going on?

Luo Yu couldn't believe the scenery in front of him

Chen Guang couldn't wait to say: "You are great."

Fan Wenli exclaimed: "Your voice is so special and beautiful."

Luo Yu didn't quite understand the situation yet, "I, I wasn't eliminated?"

Zhang Xia smiled and said: "Of course not all four of us turned around."

Hearing this, Luo Yu felt her head buzzing, and then everything went blank. Then, she made a move that made everyone laugh. She raised her head and stretched out her hands while holding the microphone. I screamed for a long time: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" I was so excited that I didn't know what to do.

Actually turned around

They actually recognized me

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