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Chapter 1176: Chapter 364: My Heart and Breath Are in My Song

[After careful consideration, Boas chose Chun, who had the most potential as a magician, to be his mentor]

[Ramos and Boas, both participating in ”The Voice of China,” have made this season highly discussed. Although the grouping stage just began, the discussion about the two winning the championship is very widespread. Ramos is your go-to henchman, fighting with you across the country, known as the Shadow Ballon d’Or Winner, a shadow assassin, and always very popular domestically. As the biggest contributor to Shanghai SIPG’s successful AFC title defense, Boas is well familiar with China and has a lot of fans; the discussions about other contestants don’t even come close to theirs]

[Both have fought their way through the competitions, and although there were several other strong contestants on the peak night, all the live and online attention was focused on Ramos and Boas. Both knew this was their destined showdown]

[Recalling every transfer period, he trained relentlessly in the summer and winter, singing in Changbai Mountain, singing to the Huangguoshu Waterfall, singing in the Taklamakan, singing at the top of Mount Hua... Boas couldn’t help but smile. Even though Ramos is very capable, his professionalism still lags a bit behind. Sweat would never betray his efforts; time and the sun and moon would witness the birth of the new king]

[After stepping on stage, Boas chose the longest Chinese pop song he knew, a medley of several songs he used specifically to practice his breathing. After adjusting his breath, Boas sang: ”I love you, not just because of your beauty, I love you more and more...” A song over ten minutes long, performed perfectly by him, even emotionally. Because he knew, only by reaching the peak of emotion could one reach the peak of skill, which similarly applies to magic practice]

[When Ramos took the stage, dressed in a school uniform, his prelude was a broadcast calisthenics, then the scene shifted, and Ramos sang: ”Gardenias bloom and bloom, gardenias bloom and bloom...” The trickling song took people back to their school days]

[Boas couldn’t help but shake his head. Although Ramos was sincere, his skills and stage presence were more than a notch below his performance. His singing technique, trained in extreme weather, is hard to find anywhere else in the world. It’s a pity, Sergio Ramos, you’re a good player and a worthy opponent. Just when Boas was ready to accept the championship, the host suddenly announced that Ramos was the champion. After all, Ramos is a player, and Boas is a coach. Ramos’ relationship with you would garner more support, making this result understandable]

[Impossible, impossible... Unable to bear the blow, Boas stumbled and rushed off the stage, his eyes losing focus, running wildly out of the studio. He ran and ran, not knowing how far, collapsed exhausted by the roadside, and sat laboriously on a bench at a noodle stall, where the owner happened to be watching ”The Voice of China.” Because of his sudden departure, some commotion occurred on site, but the award ceremony restarted. Eating miscellaneous noodles, Boas stared blankly at everything happening on the television, suddenly biting into a piece of intestine, widened his eyes, jumped up, and laughed skyward for a long while, causing other patrons to retreat, fearing an attack by a foreign lunatic, as foreign lunatics likely wouldn’t be punished for murder. After laughing for a long time, Boas, eyes bright, looked again at the image on the TV, muttering: There is no such thing as a music god, or everyone is a music god. Regardless of fathers and mothers, big brothers and little sisters, or guys and girls... as long as they are sincere, anyone can be a music god...]