Han Mo didn't know that there was another pair of eyes behind him to pay attention to him, so he briefly said a few words to Liu Xiaoqing, and then went back to the No. 7 lounge.

Just after sitting down in the lounge, Meng Si's little assistant came back from outside crookedly.

"Are you all sick, the first thing anyone asks when they see me now is Is Han Mo still singing folk songs today?" The little assistant walked on the chair next to the sofa and continued angrily, "What's wrong with singing folk songs, our brother Han can win the championship even if he sings folk songs." ”

The more the assistant talked, the more angry he became, and he also saw a lot of negative comments on the Internet these days, although he is also half of the entertainment industry, these things should be light, which of the artists in the company has no negative news, but the key is that the little assistant is a fan of Han Mo now, and idols are scolded by others, which is more uncomfortable than being scolded by himself.

The little assistant came to Han Mo's side, "Brother Han, don't be afraid, let's sing folk songs, it's good, little brother supports you." "The little assistant was originally a timid and honest person, but these days he has become familiar with Han Mo, and he has spoken boldly.

Han Mo looked at the little assistant with a serious face, paused, and squeezed out a word from his lips, "Okay." ”

Although he only replied with one word, the little assistant was even more energetic, "Brother Han, those who said that you would be eliminated are jealous of you, I suspect that it is the people of Jinda Entertainment who are doing it, you see that Song Qing they are today, he is singing folk songs, what does this mean? I analyzed it......" The little assistant had not finished speaking, and Meng Si, who was originally going back and forth in the back, stretched out his leg and gave him a kick.

The little assistant was talking energetically, when he was suddenly kicked, and a fire rose in his heart, and he turned back with anger in his eyes......

"Meng, Mr. Meng ......" laughed instantly.

Meng Si crossed his hands on his hips and said impatiently, "Don't chatter, the listeners are upset." ”

The anger in the little assistant's eyes instantly turned into grievances, "Aren't I also holding grievances for Brother Han, and I feel angry in my heart." ”

"There's a fire in my heart and I sit in the corner, and it's cool there. Meng Si casually pointed to the corner of the wall, and the little assistant was stunned for a moment, sitting still. Meng Si lowered his eyes, "Stinky boy is not going to hurry up." ”

The assistant reluctantly got up and walked to the lonely chair in the corner.

If you want to say that no one is upset, Meng Sian, he is Han Mo's agent, and he will go to public relations to deal with any negative news, Han Mo has good results in the competition, he is the happiest, and if Han Mo has a problem, he is the most worried.

It is conceivable that a small assistant will be besieged and questioned non-stop, as the boss of Sichen Media and the agent of the popular singer of the competition, Meng Si has been drowned in how much spit. Even some high-level executives in Apple TV took the initiative to ask Meng Si about Han Mo's situation, after all, this show is a guarantee of the station's ratings during this time, and Han Mo is the most popular singer, and Apple TV also attaches great importance to it.

So Meng Si was in a hurry and didn't dare to say it in front of Han Mo, after all, before the game, he was afraid that his emotions would be affected if he talked too much, but he was also troubled in his heart, and he drove him away when he heard the little assistant say endlessly.

Meng Si sat in the position of the little assistant just now and said in a low voice, "It's okay, I'm not worried about you at all." ”

At this time, the stage outside is already lit up, and the game begins.

Bursts of applause proved that the singer was on the stage, and when he got off the stage, Meng Si sat on the edge of the sofa with his hands folded in front of his chest and straight, waiting for the assistant choreographer to inform them of the wait.

When the No. 5 contestant ended, the staff informed Han Mo to wait, and Meng Si suddenly stood up.

The two of them walked side by side in the corridor leading to the waiting area, and Meng Si coughed lightly, "That, it's okay, I'm not worried about you at all." ”

Han Mo suddenly stopped, looked at Meng Si a little helplessly, and said indifferently, "You have already said this sentence six times. ”

Meng Si was stunned for a moment, he didn't know that he had said it so many times, and sneered, "This shows that I really have faith in you." ”

Han Mo didn't speak, shook his head, and continued to walk forward.

Meng Si pursed his lips and whispered, "Have you had so many times?" He hurriedly caught up with Han Mo, "That, today's song?"

Meng Si suddenly remembered that he had only known the name of the song Han Mo was going to sing, but he didn't know what type of song it was.

Han Mo knew in his heart what Meng thought was asking, and deliberately sold it, "You'll know in a while." ”

"Hey, you stinky boy. Meng Si raised an eyebrow.

Not only Meng Si, everyone in front of the stage is looking forward to the type of song of Han Mo's game, because there are too many topics on the Internet where Han Mo can only sing folk songs, and negative predictions are one after another, including some Internet big Vs, lies will become true after a thousand times, and they will be believed by others, not to mention the true and false things that the audience can't tell at all.

Some people are worried about Han Mo, and some people are in a state of watching the show.

"I don't know what type of song Han Mo sings today. Zhai Xu asked Lei Jia beside him with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"No matter what you're singing, quality is the most important thing. Lei Jia sweated for Han Mo, he knows the rules of the game too well, and no one pays attention to you if you are below all the time, but once you have a result, too many people want to see you make a fool of yourself, Han Mo, who has been the first in two games in a row, if this one can't maintain this advantage. Even if you fall to the second or third place, someone will fall into the well fiercely, and what they say will be as ugly and ugly as they are.

Lei Jia's words obviously didn't have much confidence, because no one knew what song Han Mo was singing, Zhai Xu threw his words to another guest judge, "Shu Ya, you said that if Han Mo still sings folk songs this time, can he still be the first today?"

If she had been asked two hours earlier, Shu Ya would definitely speak for Han Mo, but now she was sulking, too lazy to speak, and didn't make a sound.

The sixth singer has finished singing, except for Song Qing, the other five singers have all sung on stage in the previous two performances, I have to say that each singer has improved, although Liu Xiaoqing's song this time is not as classic as "The Girl with Wings", but it is also very suitable for her voice, both the singing level and the stage performance are great. Ye Lizhi's choice of songs obviously takes advantage of his voice pitch, and through the last two competitions, the singers also have an understanding of the repertoire that their opponents are good at, and they are also trying to find opportunities to make their strengths more visible.

Li Manli on the stage continued to interact with the guest judges, and the audience was already ready to move, whispering.

"The six singers in front of me sang really well today, Han Mo is going to appear, I don't know what to sing. ”

"Doesn't it be said on the Internet that he can only sing folk songs, I guess it's still a folk song. ”

"Song Qing's folk songs are already great, and he is also a singer-songwriter, if Han Mo is still a folk song, it will be a bit ...... Gee. ”

"If it's still a ballad, it's not at the bottom, and it's absolutely impossible to be the first. ”

Wang Qian and Guo Tao stood on the side of the stage, deliberately pinching a little and waiting for Han Mo to appear, their expressions were very serious.

"Guo Tao, do you think Han Mo can continue to be the first today?" Wang Qian hopes that Han Mo is still the first, but she has no bottom in her heart, so she wants to pull Guo Tao to give a positive answer, so that she can be more sure-footed.

Guo Tao shook his head, "I see it difficult." Folk songs, after all, are niche. ”

Wang Qian had no bottom, and now her heart was even colder, just now she looked at Weike, and someone actually came up with a prediction for this game, saying that it was a prediction is actually betting on Han Mo's ranking, and many people think that it is impossible for Han Mo to continue to be the first, and even vote for the third place, and the fourth place position is the majority, and some people say that Han Mo is consuming popularity every time he plays, and his ranking will only get worse and worse.

Wang Qian looked at the direction of the stage, her hands clenched slightly, and suddenly the lights dimmed, and the host left the stage.

The lights came on again, and Han Mo was already standing in the center of the stage.

Han Mo is still holding the guitar and still standing a microphone.

"Why, I say, it's still a ballad. Scold. Someone in the audience whispered.

Some sighed, some pouted in disappointment, and some shook their heads.

Han Mo tilted his head slightly towards the band on the side of the stage and nodded.

He adjusted the position of the microphone and looked ahead.

The band's guitar sounded, the cymbal of the drum kit sounded, and the sound of Han Mo's magnetic penetration suddenly came out along with the music.

"How many times have I fallen on the road, how many times have I broken my wings, now I don't feel hesitant anymore, I want to transcend this ordinary life......"

The drum beat gradually became stronger, and Han Mo's slender fingers plucked on the guitar, raising his chin slightly.

Suddenly, all the spotlights on both sides of the stage fell at the same time, intertwined with the white mist of dry ice sprayed out, and the stage special effects and Han Mo's voice exploded at the same time.

"I want to live like flying in the vast sky......"

The audience under the stage was shocked.

Han Mo sang rock this time.

Everyone followed this climax, and couldn't help but stand up, clapping their hands hard.