They were still screaming—

"Lin Qian!

"Lin Qian!

"Lin Qian!

Liao Fan's face suddenly became extremely ugly: "I am the champion!"

"Huh. Lin Qian laughed sarcastically.

Although his Dragon Band lacked team cooperation points, the total score was only 3.3 points less than that of the Mad King Band, which was simply a slap in the face of the Mad King Band in Chiguoguo. The audience's eyes were bright, and it was clear which side sang better, and at this time, the cries were like a tsunami, and the voices of "Long Yin, Long Yin, Long Yin!" "Lin Qian, Champion, Lin Qian, Champion!Lin Qian!Champion!Lin Qian!Champion!", like a sword of guard, crowned Lin Qian.

Lin Qian no longer looked at Liao Fan Tieqing's face, and came to the stage amid a shout.

He's not a champion, but he's a champion. Seeing this young man who had not had time to change his half-bloody clothes, a new round of joy and thunder sounded under the stage.

Lin Qian kept smiling and took the runner-up trophy from the host.

In fact, he was a little surprised in his heart, he was just forced to sing temporarily, and he could get such a high praise from the audience under the stage? In fact, he felt that he was not singing well enough, and in a hurry, many of the ups and downs and details were not handled in place. But perhaps the performance form of rock and Peking Opera is too fresh, so the audience gave high marks generously.

This audience is so cute.

Lin Qian sincerely thanked the audience.

"Dragon's Groan, Dragon's Groan, Dragon's Groan!"

"Lin Qian!Lin Qian!Lin Qian!"

The audience under the stage was still very excited, and everyone knew that if it weren't for the Dragon Yin Band and Lin Qian alone, it would be impossible to lose to the Mad King Band at all.

In this deafening cry, Lin Qian stepped down.

This time, the game really ended.

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Lin Qian took the runner-up trophy and his broken guitar and walked out of the LIVE HOUSE.

The stars on the summer night were dim, and the cool breeze was quiet, blowing on the body in bursts. WHEN HE WALKED TO THE DIRTY ALLEY NEAR THE LIVE HOUSE—YES, THE SAME ONE HE AND HIS FRIENDS IN THE DRAGON BARD HAD BEEN BEATEN UP BEFORE—SUDDENLY, HE HEARD A VOICE IN THE DARKNESS—

"Lin Qian?"

Startled, he subconsciously grabbed the guitar and almost slammed it in the direction where the sound came from.

In the darkness, someone chuckled: "Don't be so nervous, I'm not a gangster." ”

With that, a man stepped out of the shadows around the corner of the alley, dressed in a dark black suit with fine workmanship. The man looks quite ordinary, at first glance he looks like an ordinary office worker, but he has a pair of eyes that are implicitly sharp. He handed a business card to Lin Qian: "Hello, my name is Pei Wen, and I am a talent scout under Emperor Entertainment Group. I see that you sing very well, are you interested in coming to our company for development?"

Emperor Entertainment's talent scout?

Lin Qian frowned imperceptibly. He knows the emperor, which is the most famous group in the domestic entertainment industry, and is a household name. Emperor's business includes film and television, music, modeling, and various upstream and downstream industry chains, and it is no exaggeration to say that half of the major stars active in the entertainment industry today are brought out by the emperor. All the teenagers and girls who aspire to be stars dream of becoming the emperor.

But Lin Qian didn't want to.

When he was Lin Zichen in his previous life, he didn't know how many times he had been poached by the emperor.

Each time, the emperor coerced and lured him.