Chapter Seventy-Four: Sending You Away

"Dear audience friends, please help me tell the host next to me loudly, I, in the end, will I, sing!", at this time, the sheep-headed man's voice changed to a cartoon again, and he jumped directly to the center of the stage to the edge of the front of the stage, tilted one ear to the audience, and rested his palm on his ear. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Yes!" The audience's emotions were quickly burned by the sheep-headed man's action and the cuteness of the changing tone, and everyone in the audience, both male and female, roared vigorously.

"Is it a golden song?!"

"Yes!"

"Yes, thank you! " The sheep-headed man bowed to the audience, then turned around and walked back to the center of the stage.

"How about it? I said I could sing, now believe it, hum!" said the sheep-headed man, glancing to the other side, pretending to disdain Liu Jun.

Liu Jun said cautiously: "Teacher, you see that our guests are about to fall asleep, why don't we listen to what the guests have to say first?"

Only then did the sheep-headed man turn his head arrogantly.

"Hello teachers, I'm a cute little sheep who can't bleat!Baa~!" The angry volcano sheep, who was very arrogant a second ago, instantly turned into a harmless little sheep to humans and animals, and the style transformation was so fast that the four guests were a little overwhelmed.

Chen Yongyi, who was on the far right, picked up his microphone on the table and turned it on: "This little sheep, listening to your voice just now, you should be a new singer in his twenties and thirties who has just debuted or has not yet debuted." ”

"Teacher Chen, I just said that I am not a singer," said the sheep-headed man who made a girl's exclusive coquettish action, but it appeared on the body of a man who was obviously very discordant.

The audience burst into laughter.

Chen Yongyi silently turned off the microphone and put it back on the table, raised his hand to Liu Dongchao next to him, and motioned for Liu Dongchao to continue, he just wanted to watch quietly.

Liu Dongchao picked up the microphone: "The artistic conception described in this lyrics is very beautiful, listening to the song at the same time depicting a very beautiful and happy scene in the Jiangnan Water Town, the arrangement is very beautiful, after listening to it, it will make people have a kind of I just went to the Jiangnan Water Town to play again, where the water, the trees, the boats, and the people there are so beautiful, very desirable, very good songs, in the current music scene, such songs are also very rare." ”

"Thank you, Mr. Liu!" the sheep-headed man bowed to Liu Dongchao and thanked him.

Everyone's eyes fell on Cheng Lanxi next to Liu Dongchao, but he seemed to be a little confused, and looked left and right for a while before he hurriedly picked up his microphone from the table: "Eh~ It's me, that, Mr. Liu finished my words just now, so I'm the same, hehe, thank you!"

After speaking, Cheng Lanxi quickly turned off the microphone and put it back in its original position, as if something big would happen if it took a little longer.

After bowing slightly to Cheng Lanxi, the sheep-headed man said, "Then I'll do the same, hehe!"

There was another burst of laughter from the audience.

Shi Mengying picked up the microphone, her eyes were a little foggy, and her voice was a little soft: "I am a native of Jiangnan Water Town, when I heard this song, I remembered my childhood, when my hometown was basically the same as depicted in this song, but in recent years, it has changed a lot, and such scenery has basically become history, but thank you Little Sheep for this song, at least you can leave me a thought when listening to this song, thank you!"

There was a round of applause at the scene, Guangshen is not far from the Jiangnan Water Town, many people have basically been to this place to play, and they basically have a general understanding of these, so they also feel the same way when Shi Mengying said, of course, more applause is because of Shi Mengying.

Inside the broadcast room.

Yang Xianlin and Ou Qian stood in front of the SLR glass and looked at the studio outside the window.

"Producer Ou, this content is a little different from the previous plan, do you want to stop it?" Yang Xianlin looked at Ou Qian, who was a little frowning, and asked.

Ou Qian waved her hand: "No, the scene is very good, so continue like this." ”

Although Yang Xianlin didn't understand why Ou Qian looked good and frowned, he still nodded and said okay.

Studio.

After Shi Mengying finished speaking, Liu Jun raised the microphone in his hand and said: "Thank you to the four guests, it seems that the baating little sheep next to me has been recognized by most people." ”

"woow~!" Hearing this, the audience cheered and applauded.

"But!" Liu Jun made a turn of genius before everyone was happy, "The final result still needs to be decided according to the number of votes of our public judges and guest judges, below!

A piece of passionate music immediately sounded on the scene, and a thermometer-like empty slot appeared in the middle of the large screen behind the stage, with a value of 0 on the left and 500 on the right.

Approaching 0, it quickly seems to be injected with a stream of red liquid, with an ever-changing number displayed on the top right side of the liquid: 1, 2, 3, 4......

"Up", "Up", "Up", ...... The sound that came from a certain place in the audience slowly turned into a group of people shouting, and finally all the audience was shouting, and the scene was very hot.

Liu Jun and the sheep-headed man turned around and looked at the big screen with the audience: "What is the final number of votes?"

"Boom!" the music stopped, and the small flames on the big screen turned into a large flame, and the empty slot disappeared, leaving only an enlarged number: 128, followed by a red stamp with the word "OUT" on top of the number.

"Hey!"

"Oops!"

"I'll just say I haven't voted yet!"

"Reopen voting!"

……

The audience was full of regret and regret, and even the guest Chen Yongyi couldn't look at it, picked up the microphone and said: "Host, I think because of the first vote just now, our public judges are not so familiar with the rules, and even I was immersed in the song just now and didn't have time to vote, so I hope the program team can reopen the channel and let us vote again." ”

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

"Reopen!" one shouted.

"Reopen!" shouted ten men.

"Reopen!" Soon, the voices in the audience were connected, and Shi Mengying and Cheng Lanxi, two young people, finally joined the demonstration, of course, without taking the microphone.

Liu Jun couldn't help but smile a little bitterly, he really hadn't considered this situation, but he still quickly entered his role: "Audience, judges, please be quiet, please listen to me!"

Ordinary shouts are definitely not as good as the amplification function of the speaker, and the audience's voice was quickly suppressed by Liu Jun's voice, and finally the audience stopped shouting one after another.

"Thank you, thank you!" Liu Jun bowed deeply to the audience, and then stood up straight into the microphone and said: "I understand the feelings of the judges very well, I, like you, also like the song that the little sheep sang just now, but there are no rules, there is no circle, so I still have to reiterate once again that the song voting time is limited to the beginning and end of the song, and after the voting channel is closed, you cannot vote again." Although it is a pity, we still need to respect our final result, although we can not uncover our little sheep, but I hope we can give him a round of applause, thank him for bringing us a feast of audio-visual and audio-visual. ”