The final round of the National Newcomer Singing Competition, narrowing the field from 15 to 10.
As the competition progressed over several hours, the singers battled it out in a series of intense performances, and the top nine places were settled.
The last spot would go to either her or one other contestant.
She was a folk singer who had made it this far by performing original songs.
The other contestant was a pop singer who had become an online sensation, with sky-high popularity and excellent singing and dancing skills.
This was the final showdown, with the outcome decided directly by online votes. Her elimination seemed inevitable.
After the other contestant's crowd-pleasing performance ended, she walked quietly onto the stage in a long dress, carrying a guitar.
The excitement from the previous performance had yet to fade, and the audience was still noisy. She paid it no mind, sat down abruptly on the round stool in the middle of the stage, and began to pluck the strings
Theme:
Gay people are really sad, especially Les. There are many people who support gays but are against Les. Those who think Les is disgusting don't know what they think. Change your waistcoat and confess to the author.
Wow wow wow, I really like this little story. Xiangyang also Xiangyang (so good that I cry! Woo woo woo woo)
Sad emotion, but very touching. Probably because I have close friends who are also in this special group, so I can look at them with less prejudice than others. Thinking of this sentence, in fact, I don't like people of the same sex or girls, I just, happen to, like you, that's all. This song is very nice, and reading the text is even better when listening to it... You are still mine, mine, mine, how wonderful. Just like my friends, regardless of public opinion or other people, they are happy and happy, which is great!
~\\(≧▽≦)/~La. Together!