In the monitoring room, the greasy Mediterranean Wang Xiaohu looked at Zhou Min, who was swaying enthusiastically on the stage, and his eyes were full of what he looked like when he was young.

Of course, Zhou Min is much more talented than himself, and he also has to "cut" a little bit better.

When he was in school, he was one of the few students who were most favored by the teachers.

Out of the campus, he was full of enthusiasm and determined to carry forward the Chinese music.

However, reality slapped him hard.

After hitting a wall everywhere, he found that Chinese music had long been in decline, and pop music was the mainstream of the times.

Almost overnight, he "degenerated", as long as he could make money, he would do any show, drafts, trainees, rap, including the band he is doing now, has become what his younger brothers and sisters call "the shame of the teacher".

Sometimes he thinks that if he had persevered at that time, maybe everything would have been different.

It's a pity that there is no if in this world, twenty years have passed, he has changed from a high-spirited teenager to a fat greasy Mediterranean, even if he wants to fight again, he can't fight anymore.

He sighed and looked at Zhou Min with a blazing gaze.

He suddenly understood why the teacher and sister liked Zhou Min so much.

In his precious nephew, he may be able to fulfill the teacher's expectations for himself......

"The future is always beckoning to me"

"Even if you only have pain as your companion, you must move forward"

"I want to sail on the bluest sea there"

"I don't care if I can return it"

"Depression after failure"

"That's a coward's performance"

"As long as there is a breath left, clench your fists"

"Before Dawn"

"We need to be braver"

"The brightest moment while waiting for the sunrise"

On the computer screen, Zhou Min sang loudly with a resolute smile on his face, and the drumsticks waved rhythmically, exuding something called "hope" all over his body.

"Angry Yuanzhou" sat in front of the computer, his expression slightly sluggish.

He felt that Zhou Min's song was sung to himself.

Is depression after defeat a sign of cowardice?

So what can he do?

Everyone on Tuibo is showing houses and famous cars, Douhu's per capita income is over 10,000, the world is so beautiful, only he is not a person......

The contrast between someone else's beautiful world and his real life is like the difference between heaven and hell, which makes him miserable every day.

He began to dislike to go out, did not dare to communicate with friends, and became a keyboard warrior of the messenger of justice on the Internet all day long, but whenever he was a little dissatisfied, he would spit fragrantly.

Only in the online world can he vent unbridled and make people aware of his existence.

However, looking at Zhou Min on the stage, there were cracks in the hard shell of the building he had built for a long time, and he was a little skeptical that his choice was right.

When Zhou Min first appeared, his image was even worse than him.

He is at home, and he still has his parents to take care of him, and Zhou Min is about the same age as him, and he is already beginning to take care of the children who are in a more miserable situation.

Before going to the education network to check, he didn't believe that there were people with an average annual income of less than 2,000 yuan, you know, this is the money he begged his parents to buy a dress.

But it turned out to be true.

This is also the first time he has discovered that the world is not what is described on the Internet.

There are many people who are worse off than him, and even they are working hard to live seriously, what qualifications does he have to give up on himself?

Maybe you won't get a corresponding reward after paying, maybe you have to face cold eyes and ridicule, but ......

"Running forward to meet the cold eyes and ridicule"

"How can you feel the vastness of life without suffering"

"Fate it can't make us kneel and beg for mercy"

"Even if blood is sprinkled all over the bosom"

"Keep running with the pride of a child"

"How can you see the sparkle of life if you don't stick to the end"

"It's better to burn than to linger"

"For the Good in My Heart"

"Uncompromising Till Old"

Looking at the fans shouting frantically on the screen, Zhou Min, who was extremely dazzling on the stage, stood up with his fists clenched, and turned on the dazzling electric light with a "click".

After rummaging through the cabinets, he pulled out the suit that his mother bought for him when he graduated and the suit he wore when he was looking for a job, opened the bedroom door and walked out.

"Mom, help me iron my clothes, and I'll apply for a position as a choreographer tomorrow...... yes, I want to go out to work...... Look at the two of you smiling, you have to go to Africa for the job and come back for a long time...... Well, don't worry, I'll take care of my ......."

Almost at the same time, in the lounge of the studio hall, the drummer of CT36 suddenly exclaimed, "Is the voting machine broken?"

Everyone looked towards the ticket pillar and found that the ticket pillar of the Dongshan Band was suddenly a lot taller, and it had already surpassed them, and it was about to catch up with the white swan and Nezha.

"It's going up so fast, they've bought tickets, right?" guessed the bass player at CT36.

"I must have bought it, they are so bold, such an obvious purchase of tickets, are they not afraid of being disqualified?"

Several people from CT36 quickly "figured it out", angrily denounced the Dongshan Band, and said that they would go to the director to complain about Yunyun.

They are too familiar with the data brushing, and even this time, they encouraged the fans to brush more and hardly brush them from the repechage to the top seven.

However, they don't dare to do blatant ticket buying, because once they are caught, their good image of business will be shattered, and the gains outweigh the losses.

Nezha's lead singer was also a little puzzled, and asked Li Chaoyang: "Your little brother won't really buy a ticket, right?"

Li Chaoyang gave him a blank look, and ignored him: "You give him money?"

Nezha's lead singer reacted immediately and said with a smile: "I was stunned by them." After saying that, he glared viciously at CT36 behind him.

He felt that he was really obsessed with it just now, with this spare money, Zhou Min was reluctant to even buy a decent outfit?

However, this time he really thought wrong, Zhou Min had spare money, and he hadn't spent the 100,000 yuan he got from Chen Hui yet.

The reason why he didn't buy a decent performance costume was entirely because he was used to being poor and forgot about it......

After a few moments, CT36 suddenly stopped.

It turned out that there was already news on the tweet, which proved that Zhou Min and they did not buy tickets.

"Yan Luo: Voted for Amin and Ace @Chen Hui"

"Chen Hui: It's a brother, let's vote for the Dongshan Band!@星仔@华仔@......"

"Chen Jieru: This is "Star Wish" sung by people and Amin, do you think it sounds good? If it sounds good, don't forget to vote for the Dongshan Band!"

"Han Bin: @陈辉, I voted, but I'm not your brother, I'm your teacher. Support Amin, support Dongshan Band!"

Seeing the crowd canvassing for Dongshan on the Bo, CT36 no longer dared to shout loudly.

With so many big names on the platform for the Dongshan Band, this background can't be provoked at a glance, and it can't be provoked!