A song is very short, just over three minutes. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

But sometimes, three minutes can be an eternity.

After a song, the people around refused to leave, until someone said in hindsight, "It's time to vote!", and the rest of the people who were still immersed in the song and artistic conception reacted, nodding their heads and saying, "Yes, yes, vote!" and began to donate generously.

Uncle Tian's café has never done anything to rob while the fire is hot, the cheapest mineral water and small packets of handmade biscuits are not much more expensive than the market, originally, the guests are not stupid, they will definitely not come back a second time, and it is the best choice to maintain the long-term flow of guests.

I have to say that this rugged-looking ...... Ahem, the girl's uncle is really shrewd, he never forces onlookers to buy things for tickets before listening to the song, it's all voluntary. If you hear a good song, the onlookers are naturally willing to take the initiative to pay to vote for the singer they like now, and if everyone doesn't like the two songs, then no one has to spend money, and naturally there will be no resentment of "I spent money to listen to bad songs".

It is said that there was such a thing here - two guys who had a grudge came to PK, but they both got zero votes because they sang very badly, and finally became a good engine oil because of sympathy......

So, anything is possible!

…… Although Ai Jun knew this truth, he still couldn't believe that the heavenly music just now came from the mouth of Song Ci, and he was also in the background staring at the entrance of the singing machine without blinking, as if he was expecting another person to come out of it, and another person to "match" the voice.

The door is open.

However, what disappointed him was that in addition to Song Ci, only Song Ci came out of it.

Ai Jun subconsciously took two steps forward and looked behind Song Ci, but of course there was nothing.

Song Ci raised his hand and pushed Ai Jun away in disgust: "What are you looking at?"

Ai Jun, who was so surprised, even forgot to slap Song Ci's hand away, looked at him blankly, and asked, "That song just now...... You sang it?"

"Otherwise?" Song Ci asked rhetorically, "What, you suspect me of cheating?"

Ai Jun really wanted to nod and say "yes", but reason told him that it was impossible!

"Why don't I sing one for you on the spot?" Song Ci raised his eyebrows and was about to speak.

"Don't, don't, don't!" Ai Jun hurriedly stopped, "Don't." "His mind is now in a mess to the point of no return, and if Song Ci is sung again, his head will explode.

"Oh. In fact, Song Ci is just saying, "Then wait for the result." ”

“…… Don't wait. "It's not that he doesn't have long ears, of course he knows that the other party sings much better than him. Ai Jun hesitated and hesitated, but after all, he was still embarrassed to play tricks, and said in a hurry, "You won." ”

"What?" Song Ci ran away from his ears, "The voice is too small, I didn't hear it." ”

"Hey!" Ai Jun gritted his teeth, thinking to himself, how could this guy be so bad, so bad, so bad!!

Because he still needs to use this guy, Song Ci didn't persecute him too much, but said: "Since you admit that you lost, then promise me ...... conditions"

“…… I'll tell my uncle. Ai Jun cried silently in his heart, although he was right about telling the truth before, he also bragged a little bit - his uncle did say that he could take him to visit the inside of the Jihao Society in the future, but he didn't say that he could take people casually...... So when he went back, he probably had to kneel and hug his thighs and plead. Thinking of this, he suddenly felt that sorrow could not be cut off. T.T

"Then it's settled. Song Ci nodded, and stabbed the other party again, "Of course, if some people don't talk well, hehe......"

Ai Jun was clever and looked at Song Ci vigilantly: "What do you mean?"

"Guess. ”

I have to say that the lethality brought to Ai Jun by the word "guess" is much greater than that of a direct explanation, especially Ai Jun also suspects that his previous "abnormality" has something to do with the person in front of him.

The victory and defeat have been divided, and the two no longer wait for the results of the vote to be announced, and left directly. It turned out to be the right decision, as a crowd of spectators waited for the "singer to appear" after the vote was over – a convention. However, what they never expected was that the stage was empty, the backstage was empty, and the machine was empty......

Empty, empty!

"Uncle Tian!! what's the situation, this is !!?"

The resentment and murderous aura of the crowd was too strong, making Uncle Tian's muscles tremble, he subconsciously raised his right fist, and then-

Gently knocked his head, tilted his head and stuck out his tongue: "Hey~"

The rest: "...... Gross!"

I have to say that Uncle Tian's big move is very lethal, and even the audience in the live broadcast room of the live broadcaster has been affected, and a group of people are wailing there-

[Mom, I'm blind!!]

[I was wrong, I was wrong, I was wrong, I shouldn't have proposed to let Xiao Baibai go live to broadcast Uncle Sweetheart!]

By the way, "Uncle Sweetheart" is Uncle Tian's nickname in this music square.

[Don't do this to me! I had a high-end steak for lunch, and I wasted it, bastard!]

[Waste lunch +1, fortunately I only ate instant noodles, I don't feel distressed when I vomit......]

……

And the "culprit" who caused all this has already embarked on the road home.

"What song did you just sing?"

"Guess. ”

"Did you learn to sing?"

"Guess. ”

"Do you just say 'guess'!"

"Guess. ”

“…… Dirt !!"

In the end, Ai Jun, who was about to go berserk, still couldn't get a word from Song Ci. The two originally walked together to "compete", but now that the game is over, they naturally part ways because the relationship is completely bad.

Song Ci didn't bother to care where Ai Jun went, anyway, he was eating his lunch while watching the children play in the park near his home, and just as he was thinking about where to go for a stroll after thinking, his phone rang.

The caller was Tang Shi, and as soon as he got through, his cheap sister's eager voice came: "Xiaoci, where are you?"

"I'm having lunch at the park near my house. ”

After he said this, he obviously felt that the girl on the other side of the phone was relieved, and she asked, "Why don't you go home for dinner?"

"Aunt Zhang worked so hard to make a bento for me, it's too wasteful not to eat it. ”

Tang Shi let out a chuckle and said coquettishly: "Remember to make a phone call next time, I heard my mother say that you were almost scared to death when you didn't go back." ”

“…… I'm sorry. ”

After listening to a number of words full of concern, Song Ci hung up the phone, packed up the lunch box, stood up, and stretched for a long time-

Go home!

According to the original plan, Song Ci planned to change the second chapter of "Summer Fireworks My Corpse" after he returned, but at the end of the game just now, he suddenly had a little other idea.

It is said that "no one is perfect", on the contrary, there is no good-for-nothing person in this world. For example, the word sister, who is despised and ignored by many people, has an indescribably beautiful voice, although she herself is not aware of it. However, even such a Song Ci has a strength that makes her complacent, or the advantage that once made her complacent, that is......