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Chapter 920 - 921 Cross-Dressing

Chapter 920: Chapter 921 Cross-Dressing

In that instant, Li Changlin almost succumbed to an illusion.

He felt as if he were a famous singer, the sole protagonist on stage, while all the spectators were cheering for him, applauding loudly.

However, Li Changlin didn’t lose himself. He walked to the center of the stage, only to see that the four coaches and five judges’ seats were facing away from the stage. He couldn’t see them, and of course, they couldn’t see him either.

Gradually, the surrounding noise quieted down.

At the same time, the previously flickering lights dimmed one by one until only a cylindrical beam of white light shone on Li Changlin.

According to the rules, once a contestant appeared, the audience was no longer allowed to make any noise.

After all, both the coaches and judges faced the audience.

If the audience spoke out at this time, it could give hints to the coaches and judges. Fortunately, the quality of the audience at the recording of the show proved to be commendable.

Although many people thought Li Changlin was handsome, the crowd merely showed a hint of surprise on their faces.

Even so, that was enough to provoke a lot of speculation from the coaches and judges.

"Looks like we’ve got a handsome guy here, I see many ladies blushing," Heavenly Queen superstar Xie Yixin couldn’t help but giggle, sitting in the first seat.

"Maybe it’s a beauty!" Ballad King Zhang Zhiqian suggested the opposite.

So Xie Yixin turned to Zhou Yufan and Zhang Yifei, "Brother Zhou, Sister Zhang, what do you think—is this contestant a hunk or a beauty?"

"It doesn’t matter to me if it’s a guy or a girl, as long as their singing touches me. If it’s a handsome guy, I’ll of course compete for him. If it’s a beauty, then I’ll have to step aside for my wife," Zhou Yufan shrugged nonchalantly.

"I’m on the same page as Old Zhou," said Zhang Yifei, who naturally sided with her model husband.

Seeing this, Xie Yixin felt helpless and could only give Zhou Yufan a sheepish smile, "Brother Zhang, looks like we need to team up here. Brother Zhou and Sister Zhang are clearly ganging up against us!"

"Not a bad suggestion. How about this—handsome guys for me, and beauties for you," Zhang Zhiqian said indifferently; he had already recruited eight trainees, and with so many contestants left, even if he gave up this one, there were still thirty-four to come!

"That doesn’t seem quite fair!" Upon hearing this, Xie Yixin immediately puckered her lips, as she had already sensed that there was a handsome guy behind her. If they really went according to what Zhang Zhiqian said, then wasn’t she set to miss out again?

Although Xie Yixin was a Heavenly Queen superstar, not many contestants actually chose her as a coach.

Xie Yixin was popular, indeed, but she was simply too young to compare to the other three coaches in terms of seniority.

"How about this—are you okay if the contestant is a beauty, I’ll let you have her, but if it’s a handsome guy, you can compete with me. How does that sound?" Zhang Zhiqian didn’t care much, as he was more concerned about singing talent. As long as he could help his Legion win, he wasn’t bothered about whether the contestant was male or female.

However, as he believed he had already taken the lead, Zhang Zhiqian didn’t care much about gaining or losing one more person.

Because of this attitude, the champion team for this season’s Dragon TV’s "The Voice" was about to slip through his fingers.

While the four coaches discussed, the five judges on the other side also chatted away.

But at this stage, it was still the coaches’ turn to select contestants, so the judges were not as involved.

Therefore, compared to the coaches’ anxiety and anticipation, the judges were the most relaxed group.

At this moment, the background music began—a tune unfamiliar to anyone.

As the intro concluded, Li Changlin brought the microphone to his mouth and began to sing.

Snowflakes fell that year, blossoming on the plum branches. By Huaqing Pond side, too much sorrow left behind that year.

Don’t speak of who is right or wrong in love, I just want to get drunk with you once more in my dreams.

Golden Sparrow Hairpin, Jade Scratch Head, gifts you gave me, I danced and sang for you across reincarnations in Feathered Clothes Dance.

At Jianmen Pass, you expressed your deep longing; beneath Mawei Slope, I would break my soul for true love.

He’d only sung a few lines, and the entire venue was suddenly stunned.

My heavens, what’s all this about!

Dude, you’re a grown man, how can you sing songs in a woman’s voice?

And listen, it’s alright if you sing in a woman’s voice, but why do you sound even more captivating than women!

At this moment, everyone except the four coaches and five judges who couldn’t see Li Changlin, including the two hosts, the director, and all the staff from Dragon TV.

And of course, there was Ye Xiyao wearing a mask, seated in the front.

Every one of them had looks of utter shock on their faces.

Even as Li Changlin sang, many began to feel goosebumps all over their bodies.

Goodness gracious, this voice, this music, this melody—it’s just so beautiful, utterly stunning.

But at this moment, Li Changlin completely ignored the expressions of the audience beneath him, holding the microphone and singing with dedication.

Love and resentment in just an instant, toasting the moon with feeling as vast as the sky.

Love and hate are boundless, ask when love will come.

Chrysanthemum Terrace reflects the bright moon, who knows my love’s heart is cold.

Drunk in the monarch’s embrace, dreaming back to the Great Tang love.

The beautiful voice seemed to tell the story of a concubine’s sorrows.

The gist of the lyrics was about a tale of a king and his favorite concubine.

The king favored the concubine, inviting her to Hundred Flowers Garden. When time passed and the king didn’t show, she realized he had gone to another’s lodging.

The concubine sorrowfully drank her wine, becoming intoxicated, mumbling grievances to herself before forlornly returning to her chambers.

Downstairs, many women listening to the song slowly became misty-eyed.

The song’s atmosphere was quite melancholic, making it impossible not to feel a tinge of pity for its protagonist.

And the younger men had a strange glint in their eyes.

If they hadn’t seen it with their own eyes and heard it with their own ears, they wouldn’t believe there could be a man in this world whose singing voice was even more pleasant than a woman’s.

This song, it’s just written too brilliantly.

And the performance by Li Changlin on the stage, it was truly mesmerizing.

Applause, at that moment, as the music reached its introductory passage, erupted heartily.