"What, don't do it!" This kind of news is undoubtedly a bolt from the blue for Ding Yanchao, who is full of expectations for this matter

"Is it really God who wants me to lose her?"

"No!

Ding Yan walked quickly to the female store manager and asked nervously:

"Manager, can you still make that cake?"

"I must make it, my cake chef is sent by the headquarters, specializing in making customized cakes for senior customers."

"So, can you please ask that master to help me make the matcha midsummer night's dream I want?"

The female store manager laughed twice, "I'm afraid this person is not a brain, right, a small cake of 200 yuan is embarrassed to let the family make it for him?"

Originally, the female store manager was dissatisfied with seeing the wrong customer, but now she has no good face when she hears Ding Yanchao's words for granted, "Sir, we are Christine, a well-known high-end cake shop in the country, you, if you are reluctant to spend money, you still go to those small cake shops, okay?"

"Little Sun, it's closed"

Ding Yanchao realized that people looked down on his small business, but for him now, being able to buy Qi Yan's happiness with money is the happiest thing in the world.

"Wait a minute, store manager, I didn't remember to bring the card when I came out at night, there was only 6,000 yuan in cash in the car, do you see 6000, can you ask any master to help me do it?

"You... What are you talking about?6000? Are you kidding me?" In addition to the female store manager, the two remaining clerks in the store also looked at this middle-aged man who didn't look like a madman with a stunned face.

Ding Yanchao didn't explain much, turned around and ran out, and before the three of them could react, Ding Yanchao had already put a bundle of cash on the counter, "Store manager, please help!"

Looking at the bundle of cash in front of her, the female store manager swallowed her saliva, although she didn't count it, but judging from her experience in collecting money for so many years, the number was definitely more than 50

"Sir, you really want to customize one for 6000 yuan... A matcha midsummer night?we actually have a lot of haute couture cakes here, like the Queen's Memorial ......"

"No need, store manager, I want a matcha-flavored Midsummer Night's Dream, don't worry, I'm not joking, please ask the master to help me do it immediately, I'm in a hurry"

The female store manager immediately stuffed a bundle of cash into the cash register, and at the same time shouted to the two clerks: "Xiao Sun, quickly, serve tea, use the best tea"

"Cortana, you go and inform, oops, forget it, I'll go and tell the master in person, you serve this gentleman well"

When the pastry chef was confused to do the most expensive but easiest custom task he had received since he started his career, the on-site score of Ye Tilt in the Bird's Nest had also been counted, and with the announcement of the results, the Bird's Nest and the Internet were in an uproar, and the sound of shady scenes was very loud.

"TMD, are these professional judges all SB? How can Ye Zi only have 2553 points?"

"Hey, I can't understand it anymore, whether it's the connotation of the song, the appeal or Mr. Ye's singing skills, shouldn't it be just such a point?

"The hypocrite sitting in the corner": "Shady! Absolutely shady! First of all, I declare that I am not a fan of the two, just a passer-by who likes to listen to songs, when I listen to the rights and wrongs of Hongchen, I only think the song is very good, and there are no ups and downs in my heart, but when I listen to this is love, I am infected by the spirit of this song, and the two songs are judged by a high level, so I seriously doubt that the professional jury is tired"

"Moonlight Sadness": "Although I am a fan of Yan Chengfeng, I have to admit that from the expressiveness and appeal of the finals songs, this is that love is indeed stronger than Hongchen, so I can't believe such a big live score difference, I hope Yan Chengfeng can win the championship, but I hope it is above board and dignified!"

"Phew, fake fan!"

"Fake fans!"

"Fake fans!"

......

Don't look at the turbulent waves that are happening on the Internet, the scene of the Bird's Nest is also noisy, and the large electronic display screen above the stage clearly shows the on-site scores of Yan Chengfeng and Ye Tian:

"Yan Chengfeng Live Score: 5009"

"Ye Tilt Live Score: 2553"

The 2456 points difference has undoubtedly determined the ownership of tonight's championship, no matter how loud the doubts and the opposition are, they cannot affect the result of this has become an established fact, and the capital hidden under the abyss once again shows its fangs, showing its energy enough to control everything.

The four star judges sitting on the mentor stage have already understood what is going on when they see such a disparity in scores, the four of them are all from the entertainment industry and the capital circle, and they have long been accustomed to all kinds of shady scenes.

"Sister Yaqin, I only found out today that you like ancient style songs, otherwise why did you give Yan Chengfeng a full score and only give Ye Tian a score of 90?

Hearing Gong Qingyue's meaningful invitation, Sun Yaqin also asked with a smile: "Then dare to be loved, Sister Qingyue, I will definitely invite you if you have good works, but, Sister Qingyue, how did I hear recently that one of your brand endorsements was cut off by Zhao Mi halfway? Is this really fake? She is a newcomer who has debuted for less than a year and now dares to bully you?"

Guan Xinfeng and Li Hua listened to the confrontation between the two women next to them and didn't speak, isn't that how the entertainment industry is, you intercept my endorsement, I rob you of the notice, and from time to time I also ask the water army to let myself be on the hot search, and splash dirty water on each other, especially between artists with similar styles and equal fame, that relationship is even more ingenious, and it can only be understood and unspeakable.

At this time, Ye Tian, who was standing side by side with Yan Chengfeng, was extremely glad that he did not sign a contract with any company and founded his own media company.

He saw the appreciation and regret in the eyes of Guan Xinfeng, Li Hua and Gong Gong Qingyue, but even these artists at the top of the pyramid did not dare to question the result, against the shady, what can an ordinary contestant do? So if I want to complete the seemingly impossible main task, I must change from a tool man to capital, I will not use the power of capital to do evil, but I want to ensure that I will never be controlled by others.

Bird's Nest Backstage Network Technology Room

The chief director of the Voice of China National Finals roared angrily at a group of technicians sitting in front of the computer nervously operating and sweating:

"What do you TM do to eat? How did you promise me before the game, saying that the network support is foolproof, saying that the voting system you designed is comparable to the 12306 official website, but now? Why did Ye Tian's voting channel collapse as soon as the interface was opened?

"TMD, look at Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu has a program on his face? Lao Tzu has a code on his face, you guys hurry up and fix it!"

The entire network technology room was silent under the roar, only the rapid keyboard tapping crackled, the backstage was nervous, and the front desk was even more nervous, Wang Ling and Sun Caiying on the stage had already used all the methods that could delay time in their stomachs, but there was no news in the headset that Ye Tian's network score had been summarized, and the two could only continue to chat awkwardly with the 80,000 viewers on the scene and all the viewers in front of the TV.

......

Dalian Binhai Road Christine Cake Shop

"Store manager, did you say that this person has suffered some blows? 6,000 yuan to buy a cake for 200 yuan?" Looking at the Audi taillights that were driving away quickly, the clerk named Xiao Sun asked puzzled

"Hehe, I know that rich people may just like to play alternatives, whatever, anyway, we make a lot of money, by the way, this month's bonus will be 400 per person"

"Ohye, long live the store manager~"

Ding Yanchao looked at the little cake he put in his arms and the corners of his mouth couldn't stop rising, he just wanted to get home as quickly as possible, see her, give her a cake, admit all his mistakes to her and use the rest of his life to make up for the damage caused to her.

"After this red light, there is still one street to get home, wife, daughter, wait for me"

"10 seconds, 9 seconds, 8 seconds....",

Ding Yanchao, who was counting the red light and counting the seconds, suddenly remembered another important thing, picked up the mobile phone placed in the passenger seat, and sent a text message to the woman who he regarded as Qi Yan's shadow, after sending, he deleted and blocked all the contact with her, everything is my fault, but I really understand who I love, and I can only use that house and that MINI as compensation for her in the past 2 years.

“0”

The moment the red light jumped, Audi shot out like an arrow off the string, and soon, he returned to the home he almost lost, the moment he opened the door, looking at his daughter's pink shoes on the ground, looking at the spotless family portrait hanging on the wall, looking at the leftovers on the dining table, the tears in the corners of his eyes couldn't stop falling, greedily breathing the air of this home that he had hated for four years, he finally let out a cry, calling over and over again the woman who had been with him for 15 years.

"Wife", "Wife", "Yan'er"

Soon, the door of the side bedroom was opened, and a woman with her hair pulled up, beautiful appearance, and wearing simple home clothes walked out, and when she saw Ding Yanchao with tears on her face, she was first surprised and then full of worry, walked quickly in front of him, and asked nervously:

"What's wrong? Is there something wrong with the company? It's okay, it's okay, we've survived all the difficulties."

Ding Yanchao didn't say a word, just hugged her, feeling the helplessness and nervousness of the man in her arms, Qi Yan gently patted him on the back, in her memory, this man has never been so fragile, she doesn't know what happened, now she can only give him the warmest embrace.