The contest is not over yet, and voting continues.

After Mr. Chen Dong's canvassing moves, Lin Chuan's votes also rose by leaps and bounds, and with Qin Xiyao, a little diva in the music world, he had at least 20,000 votes with Huang Quan in the blink of an eye.

If this momentum continues, it is not impossible to catch up or even overtake.

Next, it was time for the contestants to sing alone, which was an important part of canvassing for themselves for the last time.

The first to walk on the stage was Huang Quan.

Huang Quan has always performed inconspicuously, but in the semi-finals, he soared a song to the highest note with amazing explosiveness, winning the applause of many audiences.

At this time, he stood in the center of the stage, with a faint smile on his face, and didn't even glance at the big screen behind him, as if he was confident about the final result.

It's no wonder that Dong Kai invited by Huangquan, as a powerful singer in the music world, had a lot of fans before he retired, and in recent years, he has written songs for many stars, and his influence has not decreased.

With its strong background and advantages, it is not comparable to a new little diva like Qin Xiyao, not to mention that the name of 'little diva' is still self-styled by those fans on the Internet.

Judging from this situation, it is not surprising that there is a disparity of tens of thousands of votes between the two sides.

The music sounded, and Huang Quan's performance was as stable as ever, and the explosive singing caused the audience to scream and shout.

On the big screen, the number of votes under Huang Quan's name continues to grow at a rapid pace.

In just a few minutes, the gap from 20,000 votes just now has suddenly increased to as many as 150,000 votes.

This time, everyone was stunned.

"How is that possible? How did Huang Quan's votes rise so fast? There must be moisture in it. Yang Xue, who was sitting in front of the TV, stared at the TV with her eyebrows tightly locked, and muttered unwillingly.

As Lin Chuan's most loyal fan, since the moment the voting channel was opened, she has not been idle, and has been canvassing for votes everywhere.

What online post bars, meager ones, and various chat software, and even the group of classmates who haven't clicked on it for many years, have also canvassed.

But the effect was very small, and Lin Chuan's votes were always slowly increasing at a turtle rate. If this continues, the number of votes will only get bigger.

At the same time, other Sichuan fans are also canvassing for votes everywhere.

Ding Min sat in front of the computer, watching the discussion of those people in the fan group, and his face was extremely ugly.

She is the head of the Sichuan Dough Ball, and in this case, she is more anxious than anyone else. But she has tried all the methods of canvassing, and even relatives and friends who are far away and do not often contact her, she has looked for them, but ......

Suddenly, a system message flashed in the bottom right corner of the computer. Click on it and see that it was a person with the screen name 'Don't Say' who applied to add her as a friend.

Ding Min's brows furrowed, she was already in a very irritable mood, her favorite idol was about to lose, how could she still be in the mood to add someone to chat?

But somehow, just as she was about to say no, the insanity turned into consent.

"How?" Ding Min was a little angry.

Just as she was about to find out the person with the screen name 'Don't Yan' and block it, the other party sent a message first.

"Hello, are you the head of the Sichuan Noodles?"

He is also a fan of Lin Chuan? Ding Min's action paused, and he stopped his move to block the other party.

"I'm the head of the Sichuan noodle group, you are the ......," Ding Min replied quickly.

"Hehe, that's right, I finally didn't find the wrong person, I'm also a fan of Lin Chuan, but I'm in the United States, and I can't see the live broadcast of the 'One Song to Famous' program, do you have a video?"

"Video? Then I'll have to look for it, you wait for me for a while. ”

Since the other party is a fan or an overseas fan, Ding Min has no reason to refuse, who made her the head of the Sichuan Noodles Group? It is her responsibility to help every Sichuan fan.

"Okay, I'll wait for you."

'Don't speak' replied quickly.

……

At the same time, Kyoto Genting Building, a luxury office.

A middle-aged man sits behind a desk and looks at the computer on the table, which is playing live from the finals in the gymnasium of Bac Ninh University.

On the opposite side of the desk, there was also a man with a pair of glasses, standing respectfully.

"Very good, continue as it is now, but remember, you must control the rhythm, don't pull too many votes, and don't let Huangquan be questioned in any way." After a while, the middle-aged man nodded with satisfaction.

"Yes, Mr. Huang, the little young master will definitely win the final championship, don't worry." The man in glasses hurriedly spoke.

"Well, that's good, it won't be less of your benefits when the time comes." The middle-aged man smiled, a glint flashing in his eyes.

At this moment in the stadium, Huang Quan's singing has just ended, and the number of votes on the big screen has reached more than 3.5 million votes, which is a full 200,000 difference from Lin Chuan's votes.

Everyone couldn't believe their eyes for this result. 200,000 votes short? That's too much, right? There was an exclamation from the scene.

At this time, in the background of the scene, several staff members are counting the number of votes.

Han Xiao, as the production director of the TV station, kept walking around here, looking at the results of the votes counted on the screen, his face was gloomy.

She is also a fan of Lin Chuan, and she likes every song Lin Chuan has sung since the beginning of the competition.

Originally, she also thought that in the final finals, the champion was none other than Lin Chuan.

But...... The world is impermanent, although she is the director of the TV station, but she is powerless to change anything, if she wants to keep her job, she must listen to the arrangement of her boss.

But in her heart, she was still silently praying, hoping that Qin Xiyao and Teacher Chen Dong's canvassing could happen a miracle.

Although she knew, it was simply not possible.

Because once Lin Chuan's votes soar, Huang Quan will continue to rise with an absolutely overwhelming number of votes......

At this time, there was a sound of footsteps, and a white man in his thirties walked over with a smile on his face, first looked at the number of votes counted on the screen, then nodded with satisfaction, and said: "Director Han, as mentioned above, the number of votes should not be too large, just keep it within 300,000, otherwise it will be too obvious." ”

"I know." Han Xiao said in a deep voice.

"That's fine, you have to remember, otherwise I won't be responsible for anything that happens." The man turned and went back the way he came.

Looking at the man's back, Han Xiao bit her lip tightly, and there was a look of disgust in her eyes.

……

Seeing that the number of votes between Lin Chuan and Huang Quan was getting bigger and bigger, and the difference was as much as 230,000 votes in the blink of an eye, the Internet suddenly exploded.

As the base camp of Sichuan fans, the red tide post bar canvass for votes one after another.

"In half an hour, the voting channel is closing, what are you waiting for? Hurry up and vote for Brother Chuan. ”

"Alas, we've all done our best, but there are too many external factors in a competition like this, and no one can say how many votes there are...... I hope that when Brother Chuan sings for a while, he can reverse the situation. ”

"I'm dizzy, that guy upstairs, you're going to give up? No, I have to call my classmates and ask them to vote for Brother Chuan. ”

"That's right, everyone is also taking action, and until the last minute, you must not give up. Brother Chuan is the best, he will definitely be the champion tonight......"

In the post bar, hundreds of Sichuan fans are constantly refreshing their posts while staying by the TV. Every time a new change occurs, it will cause a commotion in the post bar.

"No, Brother Chuan's votes have caught up with tens of thousands, but it has been pulled away in the blink of an eye, and the gap of more than 200,000 has always been maintained, and there is no way to go on like this."

"Actually...... I think it's also very good for Brother Chuan to win the runner-up......"

"Upstairs, you fuck me off, don't say you're a Sichuan fan, we don't know you."

"That's it, this kind of unambitious words can be embarrassed to say and despise you."

"Stop arguing, look, Brother Chuan is on stage......"

Suddenly, everyone in the post bar dispersed in a hurry, and it was a lot quieter all of a sudden.

At the live broadcast scene, Lin Chuan held the microphone in his hand and walked on the stage with resolute steps. Behind him was a band composed of several Fang Zi, among whom Fang Hao was also inside.

The host squeezed out a smile on his face, came to Lin Chuan's side, and asked, "Xiaochuan, before singing, do you have anything else you want to say to the audience who support you across the country?" ”

Lin Chuan smiled, nodded slightly, picked up the microphone, took a deep breath, glanced around at the tens of thousands of spectators in the stadium, and said in a somewhat hoarse voice: "First of all, I am very grateful to Mr. Chen Dong and Xi Yao, thank them for supporting me and canvassing for me." Also, I would like to thank all the spectators who supported me, and I just want to say that no matter what the outcome of the game is, you are here to ...... That's enough. ”

Wow!

There was an uproar at the scene, and many fans shed tears when they heard Lin Chuan's last words.

Judging from the current situation, Lin Chuan has no chance of winning, even if he finishes singing this last song, he may not be able to turn the situation around, unless an earth-shattering miracle happens.

But is this possible? It's clear to everyone.

At this time, the host's eyes were also a little moist, Chen Dong in the audience and Qin Xiyao on the side of the stage, how could they not feel regret and sadness?

After a while, a smile reappeared on the host's face, patted Lin Chuan's shoulder, and said, "Okay, next time, hand over the stage to our Xiaochuan, everyone can pick up the phone in their hands and vote for him during his singing......"

As the host stepped down, Lin Chuan turned his head to Fang Hao behind him and nodded lightly.

Immediately afterward, the music slowly sounded and floated over the huge stadium.