Chapter Thirty-Seven: Leaning towards Tiger Mountain

In terms of singing skills, Ding Ding is actually not as good as Zhang Wei. But in the end, Tintin won on the two words characteristic. Appearance, singing, self-playing and self-singing performances.

The two of them sang six songs, which made some TV viewers get goosebumps, but they made the live audience too addicted.

With two wins in three games, Tintin won with a score of 2 to 1 with 10 to 5 votes for the third song.

The singing competition does not rely on singing skills to win, which has to be said to be a sadness.

But this was the competition, Ding Ding bowed three times to the audience and the judges and walked off the stage, and Zhang Wei left the stage gloomily.

In the next two rounds, Lu Xiaoren, who failed to meet the stage leader in person during the rehearsal, won Chianda, and Zhao Fei, who played heavy metal, won Zhou Qiang, who took the graceful route.

Looking at the performance of the audience, this year is still an era when whoever can roar and who is eye-catching enough will win.

After the four pairs finished singing, the audience in front of the TV was already drowsy, and many people who watched the game of their relatives and friends directly changed the channel.

While the ratings have dropped again and again, the atmosphere at the scene has gradually warmed up.

As soon as Wang Kefan and Wang Feifei came to the stage, the screams suddenly rose one after another.

The little girls sitting in the front row looked loudly at the name of the little white face, and in the back, a large group of music enthusiasts who often played in nightclubs chanted the name of the god of golden autumn songs.

Almost everyone on the judges' bench cheered up.

Dongliang, the boss of Phoenix Asia, a university professor, and a newspaper director who has heard of the title of "Golden Autumn Song God" through grapevine.

Brother Huan, who was originally a little unenergetic, heard the movement of the tsunami at the scene, and even became excited.

He quickly ran onto the stage and introduced the two: "Audience friends, standing on my left is Wang Kefan, who got the first direct pass in our audition, and is nicknamed 'Golden Autumn Song God'!" Standing on my right hand is Wang Feifei, who got the last direct pass in the audition, and he is nicknamed...... Uh......"

The fans below shouted: "Handsome guy! Handsome guy! ”

"That's right! People give nicknames handsome! Brother Huan laughed, "Oh, this nickname is really ...... I want one too. ”

As he spoke, he saw the director's angry eyes again, and quickly turned back to a serious appearance, and said to the camera: "Then let's wait and see if Kefan is divine enough, or extraordinary and handsome!" Come on, please guess first! ”

In front of the TV, Tian Erniu was extremely excited and shouted: "Look at it, it's really my son!" ”

Zhang Baojun smiled: "Auntie, don't be excited, I know it's Kefan." ”

Tian Erniu asked: "Those little girls, are you calling my son a handsome guy, right?" ”

"Auntie, they shouted another one, and the host just said that Kefan is a god of songs."

"How's that going to work?" Tian Erniu looked dissatisfied, "Look at it, the people who shout the gods are all men, and the current male stars are not all more popular with girls, right?" ”

The aunt said coldly: "Second girl, Ah Fan is not a star yet." ”

Tian Erniu snorted, "Sooner or later, he will become a star, look at it, judging from the TV, my son is obviously much better looking than the one on the side!" ”

Wang Fugui reminded the old story: "It is worthy of my seed......"

Scene.

Brother Huan took the coin and asked the two, "Which of you wants words?" ”

The little white face rushed to say: "Me! ”

Brother Huan glanced at Wang Kefan, and Wang Kefan said calmly: "I'm casual." ”

As soon as the coin was tossed, I opened it and saw that it was a human head.

Wang Feifei looked regretful, as if he had taken advantage of Wang Kefan, shook his head and walked aside. The stage was left to Wang Kefan.

Offstage, after the audience who had been waiting all night figured out that it was the real "singer" who wanted to sing first, their spirits immediately became excited as if their whole body had been replaced.

In the midst of all kinds of exaggerated shouts, Wang Kefan, who already knew the results of tonight's game, picked up the microphone and said something that shocked everyone present and in front of the TV.

"In the first game, I chose to give up because I was going to sing a song that was out of the rules. It was this song that brought me here, so I wanted to vote this song for the judges who brought me to this stage. Mr. Dongliang, thank you. ”

Wang Kefan bowed to the judges' seat.

"Teacher Wu Dongming, thank you."

Wang Kefan bowed towards the control room in the distance.

"Teacher Shen Bing, thank you."

Wang Kefan bowed to the TV camera.

Everyone was quiet and silent.

In front of the TV, Tian Erniu asked Wang Fugui: "Why did you give up?" ”

Wang Fugui frowned, "What do you know?" It's called politeness! ”

"You don't have to give up politely...... Tian Erniu muttered, "What about two wins in three games......

On the judges' bench, Dong Liang was stunned for a long time, and suddenly asked the others in a cold voice: "Are you planning to kill Wang Kefan in this round?" ”

No one answered, because the heart was weak.

In the control room, Wu Dongming roared loudly at Qian Guisen: "Old Qian, what did you tell me?" Don't you mean to be fair? What about your fairness? ”

Qian Guisen said with a blushing face: "That's not what I meant. ”

"You're the director, who can influence your meaning?!"

Qian Guisen took a deep breath and said, "Old Wu, I know you feel uncomfortable, but I really can't do anything about this matter." Is that...... You come here......"

Wu Dongming put his ear to it, and after Qian Guisen said a name, Wu Dongming's face immediately changed.

"This ...... This is! How could someone of that level mention such a trivial matter? ”

Qian Guisen shook his head, sighed puzzled, and said, "I don't know, it may be that I offended which ** in the capital." If you want to blame, you can only blame Wang Kefan for his own bad life. I guess he won't want to get ahead in his life. If we don't do this, we will ...... for the rest of our lives."

Wu Dongming nodded and closed his eyes in pain.

In Tangcheng International Tourism Hotel, Shen Bing listened to Wang Kefan's words, and felt a sour nose inexplicably, but he wanted to understand why he was suddenly so moved.

On TV, Wang Kefan smiled naturally and said loudly: "This song is dedicated to all those who care about me and love me, and at the same time, it is also dedicated to my motherland." "Mother of the Motherland", thank you. ”

Without accompaniment, Wang Kefan's voice burst out.

When he opened his mouth, he was filled with unstoppable applause.

"I love you, China! I love you China, I love your vigorous seedlings in spring, I love your golden fruits in autumn, I love your green pine temperament, I love your red plum character, I love the sweet cane in your hometown, as if milk moistens my heart......"

The incomparable high-pitched voice reverberates throughout the 800-square-meter hall.

Qian Guisen sang softly with Wang Kefan, and suddenly asked Wu Dongming: "That day, was this the song he sang?" ”

Wu Dongming nodded silently, and Qian Guisen sighed: "It's really good to sing." ”

"Sing so well......"

In the presidential suite on the top floor of the Yuzhou Dynasty Hotel, a stunning woman wearing a bathrobe looked at the face that couldn't say what was good or just thought it was good, and muttered the same thing.

But suddenly, she jumped up from the couch and said to herself with a nervous expression: "Oh no! Hit the trick! ”

Guo Yujing hurriedly picked up her mobile phone and dialed Liang Guanhua's phone.

"Liang Guanhua, hurry up and ask Yuzhou City TV Station to stop the live broadcast signal!"

"What's wrong?"

"If you stop it, you will stop, or my advertising empire will be over!"

The other head was stunned for a moment, and then said neatly: "You wait, I'll call someone to do it immediately." ”

Guo Yujing hung up the phone, looked at Wang Kefan, who was almost finished singing on the stage, and sighed: "Alas, I knew that you were so good, why did you sing so well, if you really let grandpa hear it, wouldn't it be ...... What a nuisance guy......"

After Wang Kefan sang the last syllable, the whole scene was already boiling. He smiled and bowed to everyone in the audience, and the director's room rang with a screeching phone.