At noon, An Yi referred to the recipe he bought and learned a new dish. It's just that when he eats, he doesn't have any appetite for the food he makes. It seems that he has no talent for cooking.

However, he doesn't have any requirements for eating, just eating enough, and that's enough.

He is more concerned about the accompaniment tape of the new song, after all, there are self-prepared tracks in the later competitions. If you don't have an accompaniment tape and only play and sing on the guitar, the live effect will be greatly reduced.

He had wanted to go outside to the studio to make the accompaniment tape. But if you go outside to make it, it means that this new song that has never been released will be exposed. Fortunately, he is quite familiar with the production process of the accompaniment tape.

Throughout the afternoon, An Yi ran around the study and the recording studio on the first floor. It wasn't until it got dark that the accompaniment tape for the new song was finally completed. An Yi listened to it, although it did not meet the professional standards, but it was barely able to get it. At the very least, it will add points to your singing, and that's it.

He put away the accompaniment tape and began to prepare dinner.

Review the dishes in the morning, this time, it is much more delicious than noon, at least he can swallow it.

While eating comfortably, a call from Ceramics came.

Mulled the TV and pressed the amplification comfortably, so as not to delay your own meal.

"Anyi, you will pick me up at Qiantang International Airport on time at eight o'clock tomorrow morning." Ceramics ordered on the phone.

From the point of view of time, Ceramics's concert in Shencheng is over, and she may go back to Qiantang to rest for a few days. Just let me pick her up, An Yi shook her head. "I'm sorry, I have something to go out tomorrow morning, you can take a taxi back."

The ceramics far away in Shencheng were stunned for a moment. The previous comfort was subservient to her, and there would be no disobedience at all, which was also an important reason why she chose to marry with an easy agreement. Who would have thought that he would refuse this time.

"I repeat, tomorrow morning at eight o'clock. You look at it. ”

Ceramic hung up the phone angrily, it was not so easy to find a puppet to marry.

Ceramics is really right, it is not easy to find a doll to marry.

Early the next morning, An Yi came to the assembly hall of the Youth Song Contest on time. As for picking up ceramics, such a big person, why can't she come back? And, in his heart, he felt that he had nothing to do with ceramics. If it weren't for the almost humiliating contract he signed, he would have patted his ass and walked away.

Compared to yesterday, the number of people in the hall today is even sparser. Nearly 100 people in the Qiantang sub-district signed up, and there are only 20 people left today, and only 10 of these 20 people can enter the next round. So the atmosphere in the hall was very tense.

When comfort arrived, it attracted some attention. After all, the amateur singer who was wantonly ridiculed by Huang Mao yesterday was promoted. In a country where everything is graded, these professional players feel a great challenge.

An Yi ignored the gaze of others. Without the self-familiarity of Huang Mao, he sat comfortably in the most remote corner, waiting for the lottery to come slowly.

Contrary to the tension of everyone, there was only one girl in the whole hall and all the people were close.

An Yi looked up, and the girl was wearing a cool sleeveless T-shirt and short jeans underneath. The dress is very refreshing, and her face is also very beautiful, and when she smiles, she has a kind of charm that does not pay for her life.

Most of the boys have no resistance to the smiles of the beauties, and when the girls are close, they all show a good temper. The contestants who are also girls obviously don't eat that set, twenty people draw lots to decide the group, I don't know who is the mortal enemy, who is rare your smiling face, and I don't look worse than you.

Zhao Xiaoyu turned around, and when he was about to withdraw his troops, he found comfort in the corner.

She also knew that this amateur singer was a good singer, but the amateur singer eliminated the professional singer, and Zhao Xiaoyu felt that this kid still had some strength. Can't take it lightly, Zhao Xiaoyu walked in front of An Yi, but before anyone arrived, the smile was already radiating.

"What is your name, brother?" Zhao Xiaoyu sat down next to An Yi, and when he saw that An Yi didn't react, he bumped him on the shoulder, looking very stupid and naïve.

"Comfort." An Yi said flatly.

That's it, according to normal logic, shouldn't you ask rhetorically?

However, it is not her style to slip away, Zhao Xiaoyu continued: "Nice to meet you, my name is Zhao Xiaoyu. With that, the little hand was already stretched out.

An Yi was helpless, so he had to reach out and shake her. An Yi is not a cold pretend or coercion that he deliberately shows when he sees a beautiful woman, but for this kind of girl who takes the initiative to send it to the door, he usually chooses to stay away.

"Brother Anyi, how many points did you score in the first round?" Zhao Xiaoyu turned a blind eye to An Yi's coldness, and she still had a smile on her face.

"No matter how many points I score, if I really am in a group with you, I will not show mercy." An Yi saw through the other party's thoughts at a glance, and said mercilessly, "Okay, it's time to draw lots, I'll go." ”

Bastard, the old lady laughed in vain, Zhao Xiaoyu took a sip and rolled his eyes at the comfortable back. Who expected that An Yi turned around abruptly, and Zhao Xiaoyu's face was immediately full of smiles.

An Yi turned around, and the girl had good acting skills.

At 8:20, the staff appeared in the lobby with a cardboard box in their hands.

The players all held their breath and waited for the draw to arrive.

The staff repeated the draw and the rules of the competition, and the draw officially began. There were ten sets of matches, and it only took two minutes for the results to come out. An Yi was placed in the sixth group, and the number drawn was 61.

In fact, there are drawbacks to this way of playing.

With this draw, two players of the highest calibre are likely to meet too early. As a result, a high-level player is bound to be eliminated early. Players with a lower level may fish in troubled waters and advance to the next round.

But no one can question it, after all, luck is also part of the game. If you meet a high-caliber player too early, it can only mean that you are not lucky.

At nine o'clock, the 20-in-10 knockout round officially began. The first group of opponents followed the staff into the studio hall.

"Excuse me, who is No. 23, I'm No. 61."

When the players who had not yet played were trying to think of a clever plan to defeat the competitors in one fell swoop, a sweet voice echoed in the hall.

Damn, that's a coincidence! An Yi looked at Zhao Xiaoyu who was asking one by one in the hall, could he really only destroy the flowers with his hands?

After asking a few people who didn't admit that he was the No. 23 player, Zhao Xiaoyu walked in front of An Yi.

"Brother Anyi, may I ask, are you the No. 23 player?"

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