"It's a pity, based on the results of the first three rounds, the final elimination is superstar Xu Zitong!" Zhang Xiaoping announced the total number of votes in the first three rounds and said regretfully.

"Is there anything the superstar has to say right now?"

Xu Zitong's face was full of regret, but he still smiled, he was a very contented person.

After the third round of the competition, Li Xiang got 172 audience votes and 51 judges' votes with "Don't Worry", with a total score of 306, plus 688 in the first two rounds, and the final score was 1166.

With "Description", Zheng Youshi only got 88 audience votes and 20 judges' votes, with a total score of 120, plus 783 in the first two rounds, and the final score was 991.

Xu Zitong relied on "Lonely Sandbank", got 140 audience votes, 29 judges' votes, and the total score was 314, plus the score of 529 in the first two rounds, the final score was 843.

The further he goes, the more obvious Li Xiang's advantage is, and Zheng Youshi's follow-up is weak. It's just a pity that Xu Zitong's performance in the chorus in the first round was too bad, and he was opened up too far by Zheng Youshi, resulting in a lack of nearly 150 votes, and unfortunately stopped in third place.

Zheng Youshi entered the top two and successfully blocked Xu Zitong's counterattack, although he was overtaken by Li Xiang, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Because after the end of the three rounds, all the results are cleared, and only the results of the last round are counted, and the winner is determined by one round.

He hid clumsily in the first three rounds, leaving his strongest backhand in the final round of PK.

Xu Zitong was eliminated, and Yuan Changju was wiped out on the track. He was full of regrets, thinking that his track could produce many people, including Xu Zitong, Zhao Qiran, Lu Shaoyan, Yang Ji Jingru, and several players who were eliminated in the PK of the track, each of whom could write and sing, and was talented, thinking that he could sweep the other two tracks.

He really wanted to yell at Li Xiang and Zheng Youshi, why don't you sign up for the solo show track, one runs to the magic sound, and the other runs to the irrelevant beauty, it's unreasonable!

If these two also arrive at the Duxiu track, there will basically be nothing to do with the Shengshi Magic Sound and Shengshi Beauty Track this season.

Xu Zitong regretted leaving the venue after making his final speech, and countless voices in the stadium were retaining him.

Xu Zitong is not handsome, not in good shape, not tall, but he has gained many fans, and he is one of the most popular people in this season, even more fans than Zheng Youshi.

Zhang Xiaoping: "It's a pity, our competition is so cruel, although the superstar has left our stage, but his music road has just begun, standing at a new starting point, we look forward to his future infinitely bright, bless him friends, applause to him"

Amid warm applause, Zhang Xiaoping introduced the rules of the final round of the competition.

Then Zheng Youshi took the lead in singing.

The song he brought has a majestic name, called "Peerless", like his determination, it doesn't matter if you lose in the front, just win the crucial round!

Li Xiang stood backstage waiting to play, and Gu Qijing came over with a thermos cup, worried that his throat would be dry.

After taking a sip, Li Xiang said, "Xiaojing, you don't need to put wolfberries in the thermos cup, I'm still young." ”

Li Xiang didn't instruct, Gu Qijing put wolfberries in his thermos cup.

"Then plain water, what tea are you going to drink? Put some tea leaves. Gu Qijing asked, she and Li Xiang were still in the stage of exploring each other, and they needed to take some time to understand Li Xiang's habits.

"Plain water will do, and if there is a lemon, put a slice of lemon in it. ”

Li Xiang took another sip of warm water, handed it to Gu Qijing, and asked her, "Where's the mint?"

"Here. ”

Li Xiang chewed a mint candy, Zhou Ni came over to cheer him on, Lin Qingyu also came, Xu Zitong was even more excessive, took out a small bottle of strong wine from his bag, and asked Li if he wanted to take a sip.

Li Xiang asked Lin Qingyu funny: "During the audition, Xiao Wu said that someone drank two taels of liquor, wouldn't he be a superstar?" ”

Of course, it can't be Xu Zitong, the two are from different tracks.

Lin Qingyu pretended to be angry and said to Xu Zitong: "How can a singer drink alcohol?!!! it will break his throat!"

Lin Qingyu is Xu Zitong's goddess, and when the goddess said it, he was stunned and said yes again and again.

Lin Qingyu immediately said to Li Xiang: "You can't eat mints, it will affect your throat." ”

Her appearance was so serious, her expression was so serious, and her eyes were so concerned, Li Xiang quickly spit out the mint candy, took the water she handed over, and drank the water to moisten her throat.

"Thank you Zheng Yo-shi for your wonderful singing, and I would like to invite Li Xiang to bring us his last original song. ”

Zhang Xiaoping's voice came on the stage, and the staff guarding Li Xiang's side immediately instructed Li Xiang to come on stage.

"Li wants to come on, the last one. Lin Qingyu clenched her fists.

Li Xiang nodded at her, and then strode onto the stage.

Behind him, Zhou Ni looked at Lin Qingyu quietly.

Subtitles appear on the big screen:

Song Title: "Pushing Open the Door of the World"

Lyrics: Li Xiang

Composer: Li Xiang

Lin Qingyu stood under the stage, staring at Li Xiang tightly, thinking about what kind of singing he was about to bring.

As concerned about her is Zheng Youshi. Zheng Youshi felt that "Peerless" was very good and sang very well, he wanted to see how Li Xiang fought back against him, and what kind of song he had in the final finale of the whole season.

?? Push open the doors of the world??

?? Are you the one standing outside the door who is afraid of being late??

The night breeze was blowing, Li Xiang opened his mouth to sing, this time there was no accompanying dance, he was the only one on the huge stage, and the melodious singing was scattered with him as the origin.

"Pushing Open the Door of the World" is a "big song", different from a "sketch song", and it is very suitable for singing on large occasions.

?? Holding a serious one that doesn't know how to calculate??

?? Fearless youth that kisses your eyes??

?? The mud on the left hand, the mud on the right hand??

?? Confidant's flower clothes??

?? The world is supposed to be what you woke up to??

......

Li Xiang stood alone on the gorgeous stage, surrounded by a sea of people, the mountains roared with a tsunami, countless cheering cards, glow sticks and flashing lights lit up, countless people were shouting his name, cheering for his every move, and intoxicated by his every song.

Li Xiang couldn't help but have mixed feelings, thinking that the young lady in her previous life who didn't know her name and couldn't see her face clearly would be very relieved if she could see this scene in front of her. She is right, death is not the end, death is just a door from one world to another, push open this door, and a new world will appear in front of you.

Li Xiang's final memory in his previous life stayed on the night just after the Spring Festival and Valentine's Day...... As soon as Li Xiang remembered that moment, the memories in his mind came flooding back and were unforgettable.

My mom was pushing me to run around the house, and by the time she stopped, I was dying, and the bell for the end of nine hadn't come from the People's Square, where my mom used to dance.

People's Square is not only a playground for my mom to dance, but also a tryst spot for many couples. On the night of Valentine's Day, many couples gather, such as the girls in the bookstore. They stood under the bell tower, listened to the heartbeat of their lover and the footsteps of time, and swore that they would love each other for 10,000 years.

10,000 years is too long, and I am only seizing the day, and I am also in danger. In the past 26 years, I have searched for death countless times, and now I am finally about to get my wish, and an indescribable feeling wells up in my heart, not all horror, but also the joy of liberation.

But for my mom around me, it was all pain.

This lovely young lady is no longer young, but she has always been a 29-year-old widow in my heart, and she has always been the cute appearance of my memory. It's just that I've never said it to my face.

This woman who has loved beauty all her life has never found a man who appreciates her beauty in her life. At the last moment of my life, I wanted to say to her, "You are the most beautiful young lady in the world, you have always been, although you are very old", but it was too late, I was speechless, my neck could not move, now my mouth could not open, my tongue was stiff, my eyes were blurred, and hallucinations. I'm going blind.

At that moment, I regretted it so much. Why is our relationship so subtle, why can't we often say Mom, I love you, Mom, you have worked hard, Mom, you are so cute......

At that moment, I realized that my mother was full of shining points, and even the movements of beating me were so stretched and kind. The world is dark, and she is the sun above her head.

It's just that I praise her too little, and more often than not, we're arguing.

Now, in the last moments of her life, she fell to her knees in front of me, bitter and repentant, her hands clasping my already cold, shriveled hands.

Her hands must be warm, she wants to warm me at the moment, but alas, I can't feel it, my soul has abandoned my body, I have lost all touch.

She was attached to my ear, her eyes red as she spoke to me, tears falling down her cheeks.

I've never seen her cry like this, and when I made her angry, the most she would do was red eyes and wipe away a naughty tear or two. That free and easy look, as if the tears were not hers at all, she was extremely disgusted with the spineless and self-inflicted tears.

But now, she's crying so badly......

The teardrops in her eyes were all spineless, and the collective betrayed her, falling down like a broken thread, like the cold winter rain in the south of the Yangtze River, dripping, she cried alone, and the whole world cried with her.

She has been strong for 51 years, she has been strong for half her life, and she has accumulated countless tears, and now she has handed them over.

This weak secretion!

She wanted to be strong in front of me the most, but now, she seemed to accept her fate, put down all her pretenses, and cried so softly, where was the person who often beat me.

This old widow is so pitiful.

It's a pity I can't speak, otherwise I must laugh at her. We agreed that whoever cries is a coward, and we have to cook for a week.

From childhood to adulthood, she cooked, but not because she cried a lot, but because she didn't cook, we would starve to death.

"I'm sorry my baby elephant, my mother didn't protect you and didn't give you the best. She wept and cried, words mixed with cries, as if she had fallen into a flood and let out a last whimper to the world.

She cried so badly, I was so worried that she would faint. The puppy squatted beside her, looking at me with her head held high, her eyes full of tears.

I think my mom didn't give me a body to run. She shouted to me for half my life to run, but to the last moment of my life, I still didn't run a step, I didn't even stand up for a second. I have spent my short life in a wheelchair and in a hospital bed.

It's impossible to say that I don't blame her, I even hated her once, cursed her fiercely, and deliberately hurt her with the blade of family affection, but now I am relieved and look away, at this moment in my heart, full of gratitude, and endless guilt for her.

If you can't run, you can't run, if you can't stand up, you can't stand up! What's so big about that! I don't care! I don't care now!

What I care about the most now, and what left me the most beautiful memory, is the ten seconds when my mother pushed me down the slope, the moment when she pushed me to walk in the rain and watch the rainbow together, and the night when she rushed out of the backstage to support me......

Some people are healthy, but the world is gloomy. My body is crippled, but there is a sun in my world that is enough to warm all of them, and she is silent and moisturizing, trying to take care of a vibrant spring for me.

The sun is now "raining".

Don't cry, you're a little sun, oh no, it's the old sun now, I said to her in my heart. At this moment, I really want to hold her in my arms, just like she hugged and cried me countless times.

She put on makeup carefully today, and wanted to send me away in the most beautiful appearance, but unfortunately now she is crying, and her face is furrowed, like a crazy woman.

But in my eyes, her beauty at the moment is incomparable.

The traces of time on her mournful face are incomparable to everything in the world, and I can even tell the story behind each of her wrinkles.

Her chatter was still ringing in my ears.

“...... Don't be afraid, Mom is here, Mom will always be with you, remember what Mom said? Death is not the end, just leaving this world and opening the door to another new world. Mom is happy for you, leaving this unfriendly world, you will definitely be able to go to a world that is kind to you. ”

She knelt reverently on the ground in front of the shrine in front of her house, leaned forward again, slowly lay down, prostrate on the ground, folded her hands, held high above her head, pressed her forehead against the cold stone slab, chanted words, and prayed in a trembling voice:

"May there be passing gods to hear, I hereby make a vow, I wish to incarnate as a stone bridge, to be beaten by the wind and rain for five hundred years, only to my son Li Xiang to enjoy the next life, not to complain, not to be discouraged, to have freedom, to have light, not to be burdened by the eyes of others, to be loved all his life, to be lovely all his life; I only wish him to be like a child in the sun, like an adult in the wind and rain, and live up to his dreams as a horse; I only wish him to be bold in his life, open in his life, all the way through thorns and thorns, simple, clear, Warmth has strength, become your own sun, you don't need to rely on anyone's light, I just hope that he has armor and weakness, and kindness also has edge. ”

In the end, she said with difficulty: "Only, I only wish he would find a good mother, not as useless as me, and a good father who loves him." ”

......

At that moment, my soul was crying.