The judges of the jury were not stupid, so they naturally heard the meaning of Qiao Shao's words.

It's just that...... The 25 judges knew that they were bitter in their hearts, and the handle was held by Orange Light Media, and if they didn't vote for Zhao Pengchu, their careers would be over!

"There are five judges in the first row, three choose Chen Yijie's team, and two choose Wu Ying's team......"

The voting began, and Qiao Shao's singing also sounded.

It's just like the previous round, the first row of five judges is still a 3:2 probability.

Liu Zixia didn't feel the slightest surprise, and now he was sure that these people must have something behind them, otherwise, how could they stand on the opposite side of him one after another.

What about Zhao Pengchu again?

When he first returned to the center of the stage, his face was still quite pale, but when he saw the jury's vote, he immediately regained his previous smug expression, and even brought a mocking smile.

In fact, this is exactly the case, at this time Zhao Pengchu thought in his heart: "Even if you sing well, what? As long as a little more person falls to me, you will lose!"

This optimistic psychology is worth learning.

"There are nine judges in the second row, seven support Liu Yue's team, and two support Wu Ying's team. ”

In the second row, just like the previous round, there was no change in personnel.

"Shady, I'll just say it's shady, right? These guys are still the ones who didn't vote for me Xia in the last round!"

"These guys are obviously unfair, and they still vote for wool?

"Damn, I've listened to two of my summer songs, and now it's worth the ticket money!"

Hearing Qiao Shao's number of singing votes, Mentor Liu Zixia was able to face this result calmly, but the audience at the scene quit!

All the audience stood up, and some of the impulsive male spectators, such as the muscular men who had already appeared before, rushed to the judges' bench and stared at the judges one by one.

The rest of the audience gathered around those five big and three thick muscular men, like that, Quan Wuxing didn't have to think about it, eighty percent was a one-sided beating!

The entire Jiangsu and Zhejiang Satellite TV No. 1 studio hall was in chaos, the audience gathered around the front judges' seats, and more viewers were rushing here.

"Damn it, there's no justice at all!"

"What kind of cheek are you sitting here like this?"

"Beat them, do you really think Lao Tzu won't dare to do it?"

The audience shouted loudly, all the male viewers, no matter what personality he had, whether he was introverted or extroverted, whatever he did, whether it was a worker or a clerk...... They all now all have a common name: Honest Audience!

The number of votes in the two rounds is exactly the same, and even the people who voted have not changed, so a fool can see that there is something wrong with it, right?

Isn't it fun to have fun when the audience is playing like fools?

The judges, the 26 fair judges, are nothing, because they have a clear conscience.

But the 25 judges who had ghosts in their hearts were already gathered together in fear, and a few timid guys were even more scared.

They couldn't have imagined that a singer who was famous for his talent show would have such a big influence.

If I knew this, I wouldn't have killed them to receive the benefits of Orange Media.

Because the audience was dissatisfied with the last round of review and voting, Huang Kexin has called all the security personnel of Jiangsu and Zhejiang Satellite TV to Hall 1.

But in this situation, thirty or fifty security personnel are really not enough to watch, and they can't control the scene at all, so they can only surround the audience and stare dryly.

"What to do, what to do?" On the edge of the stage, Huang Kexin was completely anxious, "Yes, call the police, call the police!"

Muttering in his mouth, Huang Kexin took out his mobile phone and was about to dial 110.

"What are you doing?" Fang Lingkai looked at Huang Kexin, "You also want to call the police for such a trivial matter?"

"Huh?"

The scene was messy just now, Huang Kexin had long forgotten that there was still the big boss of Jiangsu and Zhejiang Satellite TV standing next to him, and when he heard Fang Lingkai's words, he couldn't help but be stunned, "But Fang Tai, if you don't call the police......"

"Do you know the background information of these judges?"

Fang Lingkai didn't answer Huang Kexin's words, but said: "I'll go back and check it out later, sort out the information of those judges who didn't vote for Liu Zixia just now, and hand it over to me." ”

"The New Voice of China", whether it is from planning to preparation, is followed up and arranged by Huang Kexin and the team, and the 51 judges are also invited by him to find various relationships.

Don't look at the 51 judges who have some names in the music circle, but for Fang Lingkai, they are just small people, so Fang Lingkai doesn't know them.

Looking at the messy, farmer's market-like No. 1 studio hall, Fang Lingkai continued:

"In addition, you go to Liu Zixia now, no matter what the price is, you must ask him to help calm the anger of the audience! Otherwise, you, the chief director, will not do it. ”

"Yes!" Huang Kexin nodded and walked directly to the direction of the stage.

......

On the stage, Liu Zixia watched the audience besiege the judging bench as if he was watching the excitement, and he didn't have the slightest intention of stepping forward to intervene.

Originally, although there were many spectators who rushed up, there were no children, and they were very restrained from each other, so there would be no stampede.

In addition, the number of spectators has an absolute advantage, and the security guards can only stare at the periphery and can't do anything.

If fans who love him are not in danger, why should he save those 25 things?

Unlike Liu Zixia's face, Zhao Pengchu's face was so white that it could be compared to paper.

While being afraid, Zhao Peng's heart was more hateful, he hated Liu Zixia why he had so many fans? hated why these viewers defended Liu Zixia so much? Why did he hate these judges so cowardly?

"That...... Mr. Liu, Mr. Liu. ”

Just when Liu Zixia was looking at this 'battle of justice' with a smile on his face, Huang Kexin ran over with small steps, how to say that attitude, it was a bit flattering.

"Oh, Director Huang!" Liu Zixia turned his head to look at it and said hello, "Something?"

He knew Huang Kexin, the last time he came to Yuhang to record the show, Huang Kexin, as the host, invited Lang Wenxing and Liu Zixia to have a meal together, and the two were not too familiar with each other, but they were also a little friendly.

Something?

Huang Kexin was almost angry and vomited blood, this is too heart-wrenching, isn't it? Studio No. 1 will become such a scene for Mao? The culprit is not you?

Although he was complaining frantically in his heart, Lao Huang didn't dare to show it on his face.

Squeezed out a smile, Huang Kexin said: "Mr. Liu, can you help us calm the audience's emotions, if this continues, our show will not be able to be recorded." ”

"Director Huang, I don't have such great ability. Liu Zixia directly refused, "Besides, I don't know why the audience and friends are like this, so I ......"

Anyway, it's not a big deal to watch the excitement, since the audience will not be in danger, how interesting it is to watch those disgusting things make a fool of themselves!

"Don't!"

Huang Kexin was about to cry, "Mr. Liu, these viewers are dissatisfied with the jury's vote on you, so they are so irritable. If you're willing to step forward, the audience will definitely listen to you. Besides, with so many spectators gathered now, it's easy for accidents to happen, and it's also for their safety to get them back to their seats. ”

While saying this, Huang Kexin also pulled Qiao Shao, hoping that Qiao Shao would help him speak.

Qiao Shao originally also had the mentality of watching the excitement, after all, there were scenes beyond his control today, and Qiao Shao got used to it, and he didn't have any hope.

Also for the sake of the audience, Qiao Shao finally relented: "Zixia, you can come forward to appease you, the audience and friends are okay now, no one knows what will happen next, let's let them all go back to their seats." ”

Liu Zixia didn't speak, was silent for a while, and said, "Director Huang, I have a suggestion, do you want to listen to it?"

"You say, you say. Huang Kexin nodded again and again, don't say a suggestion, even ten or eight, he has to listen to it.

"Regardless of whether today's show can continue to be recorded, starting from the next recording, the promotion and elimination of students will cancel the jury voting system. ”

Liu Zixia stared at Huang Kexin's eyes and said: "Change to an audience voting system, after the students finish singing, the five hundred audiences on the scene will vote immediately, and the voting process will be fed back to the screen for real-time follow-up!"

Perhaps, the audience voted not so professionally, but at least they voted according to their own will, unlike the 25 judges, who voted with no conscience.

Originally, Huang Kexin decided to change the voting mechanism in the next big killing, and when he heard Liu Zixia's request, he subconsciously said: "That's it?"

"That's it!" Liu Zixia nodded, "If you have to add one, then wait for the end of the program recording, Director Huang apologizes to the audience on behalf of the program team." ”

"This ......" Huang Kexin couldn't wait to slap himself in the mouth, what to do with that more words, didn't he find guilt for himself?

"Can't you?" Liu Zixia raised his eyebrows.

"Yes, yes!"

How dare Huang Kexin not be happy, didn't he see the director standing with him? If he doesn't settle this situation, buddy, the director, will roll up and roll up!

"I don't know what Mr. Liu needs us to do?" Seeing that some male viewers had already stretched out their claws to the judges, Huang Kexin was really anxious this time, "Trouble Mr. Liu, hurry up." ”

"What's the hurry?"

Liu Zixia glanced at Huang Kexin, thought for a while, and said, "Our program team should have a piano, right? ”

Move, move the piano? This guy can play the piano? Isn't it going to sing again?

Although Huang Kexin didn't know what Liu Zixia was going to do, he still arranged for someone to bring a black piano from the backstage.