"Damn!

"The program team of "My Song", you will continue to do it! You will block us in every episode of the program, right? Lao Tzu will not succeed in changing the channel!"

"Draw No. 8 for two consecutive weeks, and sing at the end of three consecutive periods, was Xingdu Satellite TV acquired by the richest man?"

"Do you dare to do more shameless than the program team!

"I used to be stupid and thought it was a matter of luck, but it turned out that everything was a show!"

"Pao Ye hangs a lot! Even luck is against the sky!"

"This week, Pao Ye is going to win the championship again!Hahaha, cannon fodder, get dry!"

"People who say shady things are jealous of Pao Ye's luck, and if you have the ability, you should also be the son of the richest man, since the day he was born, Pao Ye has been favored by God!

"Zhang Dacang, you and I have a grudge against our father!

"Are you blind or blind to the people who say it's not shady? You have been drawn to the eighth place for two consecutive weeks, what a small chance this is? Although my brother is a physical education teacher, this probability can still be calculated -- one in eight times one-eighth, the probability is one in sixty-four! Do you know what the concept is? That is to say, let Zhang Dacang turn over the only bowl with a small ball from the 64 buckled bowls, and there is only one chance to turn it over, and as a result, he really turned it over! Could this not be someone doing tricks! The program team, you don't have to wash it, it's just that you're protecting the cannon! A bunch of garbage collecting black money!"

"The taste of the second season of "My Song" has really changed, full of copper smell, pity me Da Meixuan. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"Garbage Zhang Cannon, get out of "My Song"! Don't affect my family's Xuanshen to win the championship! Xuan's love family is thousands, and you will die without a place to be buried!"

"I, Wang Mingming, are here again, this is my new number that I secretly registered in the toilet with my dad's mobile phone. Pao Ye, let me apologize to you first, the previous post was forced by our homeroom teacher to send it. Actually, I'm your iron fan, and I like your domineering spirit so much! Under my leadership, more than 20 of our friends in the fifth year class have become your hardcore cannon fodder. Pao Ye, I risked being spanked by my dad and posted this post just to cheer you on! Pao Ye, go your own way bravely, you will always be the champion in the hearts of our fifth-year children!"

"Master Pao, your luck is a little too much, and you don't let other singers live?"

"Garbage Zhang Cannon, even if you are the last to play, you will definitely be at the bottom of this game! You lack fire, and you are born to be garbage at the end of the crane!"

"I beg the audience, don't take the black money of the garbage cannon, can you have a little conscience? What kind of conscientious audience would vote for such garbage!"

"I want to watch Zhang Dacang's singing again, I'm just stupid B! Everyone can change the channel after watching the performances of other singers, let the "My Song" program team and Zhang Dacang play by themselves!"

……

Zhang Qiyang drew the result of the eighth appearance, which made the program team's heart as cold as water.

They don't even need to look at the comments on the Internet to know that they will definitely have the strength to take the blame again.

They don't understand, is this guy really the chosen son of the entertainment industry? Why is the luck so good!

When other singers saw such a result, they were speechless and had their own ideas.

A few people felt that Zhang Qiyang was so lucky that he had no friends.

However, several black-hearted factions led by Tan Zhizhong suspected that the program team was deliberately protecting Zhang Qiyang.

Otherwise, how could he have been drawn the last one as soon as he came up in two consecutive periods?

Nyima is dark enough!

However, no matter how angry and hateful they are, now that they are live broadcasting, they can't just leave, so they can only swallow this stinky steamed bun silently.

After Zhang Qiyang returned to his seat in a big leather coat, Li Xuan, who won the second place last week, came out to draw lots.

Her luck is slightly better than last week, but compared with Zhang Qiyang, it is still far behind.

She was drawn her third appearance this week.

Fortunately, she didn't expect much from the championship this time.

She knows that this week is Zhou Delin's home field, so it doesn't matter how many appearances she makes, as long as she can show her own strength.

Zhang Qiyang and Li Xuan both got more than 100 votes last week, and there is no risk of elimination for them in this week's competition.

Chow Tak-lun is at home this week, and those Cantonese fans love him very much, so he is not in danger of being eliminated.

But other singers have different degrees of risk.

So they attach great importance to the order of the draw, which almost determines half of their fate in this competition, which can almost be said to be a life-and-death lot!

After Li Xuan, Lin Haoran, the little prince of RnB who received 66 votes last week, came out to draw lots.

He had good luck and drew his fifth.

Then, Zhou Delin, who finished fourth last week and received 57 support votes, came out to draw lots.

He has a good character, but he has bad luck and he has to come in second place in this game.

Seeing this result, Zhang Qiyang was not too excited, but Qin Xueyang shook his fat fist below, celebrating Zhang Qiyang's advantage before singing.

Although he is very optimistic about the story-filled "Exaggeration" that Zhang Qiyang will sing this week, in his heart, Qin Xueyang does not think that Zhang Qiyang can rely on this song to defeat Zhou Delin, the king of the Mesozoic era in the Cantonese song industry.

But just glanced at the "My Song" forum, and saw that his master was scolded by others like that, there was no shady, but those sunspots wanted to spread rumors about Zhang Qiyang, and a group of brainless melon-eating people followed the crazy black Zhang Qiyang, which made Qin Xueyang furious!

Relying only on hardcore little cannon fodder like Wang Mingming to fight back against those sunspots is obviously a mantis arm as a car, and it is difficult to work.

Now only Zhang Qiyang speaks with strength and results, and it is best to take tonight's championship to slap all the sunspots in the face, so that he can really relieve his anger!

So Qin Xueyang is especially looking forward to Zhang Qiyang being able to create another miracle and win the championship to slap those sunspots in the face!

Now seeing that Zhang Qiyang drew the eighth appearance, and his strongest competitor Zhou Delin drew the second appearance very high, which made Qin Xueyang vaguely feel that the balance of victory was shifting from tilting to Zhou Delin.

If Zhang Qiyang can play against the sky tonight, maybe...... Maybe...... Maybe he can win another championship!

Qin Xueyang didn't dare to imagine how beautiful that picture was!

She had to take a few sips of bubble tea to calm herself down, and she couldn't talk about it anymore.

After Zhou Delin, Yue Li, the queen of the healing department who won the fifth place last week and only received 35 votes, came out to draw lots.

She was quite lucky, drawing a sixth appearance.

With a reserved and retro smile, she returned to her seat, a position that gave her confidence in advancing to the next round.

Then, Ji Chunying, an iron-lung woman who finished sixth last week and received 33 votes, appeared in the draw.

Her luck was also good, and she drew a number plate with the number "4" written on it from the last three sequential cards.

She's going to be the fourth.

After Ji Chunying finished drawing, there were two cards left on the draw table that had not yet been turned over.

One is the worst No. 1 and one is a very good No. 7.

Tan Zhizhong, who finished seventh last week, has the right to draw lots.

And Zhao Lei, the rock cool man who won the last place last week, can only obey the arrangement of fate.

Zhang Qiyang watched coldly.

Tan Zhizhong pretended to be relaxed, but in fact he was very nervous and walked onto the draw table.

In front of the draw table, he twisted his fingers and hesitated for at least five seconds before turning over the playing card to the right.

He thought to himself, he finished seventh last week, and this week should be the seventh, right?

Compare the appearance card to the camera.

Number 1!

is the worst number one.

Poof.

Zhang Qiyang couldn't hold back and laughed in a low voice.

Li Xuan gently touched Zhang Qiyang with the outside of her jade knee, and her bright eyes didn't look at him, but she used this action to remind Zhang Qiyang not to be so rude.

Zhang Qiyang didn't smile knowingly.

But Tan Zhizhong took the No. 1 appearance seat and walked back to his seat hard, and when he glared at him, Zhang Qiyang gave Tan Zhizhong a goodbye look and proudly gave Tan Zhizhong a funeral.

From Tan Zhizhong's sullen and cold eyes, Zhang Qiyang could have a hunch that this guy would definitely touch his porcelain tonight.

But it doesn't matter, whoever likes to touch it.

Not to be touched by others is mediocrity!

If you can withstand the grinding of the sky, you will be an iron man!

Now even if Harden, the king of ten thousand porcelains, comes to touch his porcelain, he will not let the other party take advantage.