Chapter 69: Championship Battle (2)

Receiving the golden envelope handed over by the staff of the notary office, Sa Beining thanked him.

"Okay, thank you!"

However, in order to show fairness and justice, the staff of the notary office did not step down, but stood aside and waited for the moderator to announce the results.

"Now, in my hands, are the public votes of Han Yanrou, Gao Yanni, and Zhang Fan."

Sa Beining didn't talk nonsense, opened the envelope directly, and then shook the voting result sheet in his hand to the audience, and turned back to his partner Dong Qian beside him.

"Sister Dong, which of us will come first?"

"You come first."

Dong Qian showed a kind smile unique to intellectual beauties and said.

"Okay, in this PK, Zhang Fan's votes are: 38,675,652 votes."

"Wow, this vote has once again set a new record for TV voting!"

Sa Beining showed a smile and said in a very exaggerated tone.

"It is worthy of being a warm little prince, and I believe that the number of votes voted by female audiences must account for a large proportion."

On the stage, Sa Beining's ridicule eased the tense atmosphere of the scene a lot, and then there were bursts of warm applause.

"Okay, next, let's reveal Gao Yanni's votes, her votes are: 38,675,675 votes!"

"I have to say that the strength between the two players is equal, and Gao Yanni only has 23 more votes than Zhang Fan."

"So, what is Han Yanrou's votes...... Hey? The number of tens of millions was obscured, and the remaining number was 4,576,869 votes. ”

"So in other words, the numbers after the million and the million, Han Yanrou is not as many as Zhang Fan and Gao Yanni."

"Therefore, Han Yanrou is in the tens of millions, and she must be greater than one to finally win the championship."

The audience, looking at Sa Beining, who was very appetizing and underbeaten, gritted their teeth, their eyes were shining, and they couldn't wait to go up and beat him.

"Oops, my heart is pounding, more than 30 million votes, what kind of concept is this?"

Sa Beining ignored the angry eyes of the audience, and continued to say his own thing, which was simply a living treasure.

"Xiao Sa, hurry up and announce it!"

Dong Qian couldn't stand the living treasure beside her, tried her best to resist the urge to hit people in her heart, and said reluctantly with a smile.

"Now, let's witness the miracle happen!"

Of course, Sa Beining knew how to grasp the degree, and he didn't want to hang his appetite, so he shouted loudly.

"Then Han Yanrou, the ticket she got was...... Nine thousand four million five hundred seventy-six thousand eight hundred and sixty-nine votes! Oh my God, more than 90 million votes! At this moment, in the world, there are more than 90 million viewers supporting Han Yanrou! ”

As soon as Sa Beining's words fell, they exploded in everyone's ears like a thunderbolt.

Suddenly, everyone at the scene let out a gasp.

Hearing her votes, Han Yanrou did not show any surprised and excited expressions, but secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

More than a month of hard work has finally paid off, and the first step is to step out!

But for her, that's just the beginning!

The stage at this moment is like a blooming rose, bright and gorgeous.

The host, Sa Beining, was speaking loudly with high spirits.

"Our new champion Han Yanrou, along the way, has always insisted on using her own original songs to constantly leap over the ravines and climb to the top."

"We will never ignore Han Yanrou's own singing skills, but her seven original songs have indeed made her, making her stand out, and making her strong opponents see no chance of winning."

"Come on, friends, with your greatest enthusiasm and loudest applause, congratulations to Han Yanrou for winning the national championship of this year's "I Am a Singer"!"

The rousing music, accompanied by the glittering golden lights, "Peng! Countless flowers fell from the sky!

The audience who reacted stood up one after another, giving thunderous applause, and the enthusiastic fans cheered, as if they were about to lift the roof of the entire studio.

"This is an indisputable result! So in this way, Gao Yanni and Zhang Fan won the national runner-up and third place of this year's "I Am a Singer" respectively. ”

"This is also a proud achievement, we congratulate Gao Yanni and Zhang Fan!"

……

In the No. 1 studio hall of Huaxia National Television, there is a studio located on the second floor, just above the back of the No. 1 studio hall.

Single-sided transparent glass allows you to see every corner of the studio.

In the broadcast room, the chief director Hong Tao held a walkie-talkie in one hand, pacing back and forth in the observation window, looking at the scene outside the window because Han Yanrou won the championship and seemed to be full of passion.

"Report on the ratings." Hong Tao said in a deep voice.

"The chief director has broken the historical record of 96.5."

In the broadcast room, a staff member glanced at the ratings data and couldn't hide the excitement on his face to report back.

"Didn't it go down?" Chief director Hong Tao asked with a calm face.

"No, after announcing the results of the competition, Sa Beining said that Han Yanrou won the national championship, and the ratings not only did not decrease, but also rose, and now it has broken through to a record high of 100 points!"

Glancing at the data again, the staff's voice was excited and excited.

"Director Hong! Ratings are still rising! 102.7,103.8! We're making history for global TV talent shows! ”

"It's not just us."

Hong Tao suppressed his excitement and pointed to Han Yanrou, who was dressed in ancient costumes and white clothes on the stage, and was as beautiful as a fairy.

"And her."

……

Peng City, in a private villa.

In the rather ancient living room, Wang Ziwen looked at the screen on the wall, dumbfounded.

"How about it, Ziwen, for the teacher is not wrong!"

On the sofa, Old Man Yan was wearing a gastrodia colored Tang costume, and glanced at the stunned beloved apprentice beside him, and the old god said.

Wang Ziwen couldn't come back to his senses for a long time, this feeling that the outlook on life, values, and worldview were subverted.

Since the day he first met his old enemy Fang Shan, Wang Ziwen hadn't experienced it for ten years.

"Just her...... Alone? ”

Wang Ziwen looked at the screen and muttered to himself in disbelief.

"Of course, she's alone!"

Old Man Yan smiled, picked up the red sandalwood teacup on the tea set, tasted the tea, and said in an affirmative tone.

"There's no team production, she's alone!"

Suddenly, Wang Ziwen hugged his head with both hands: "Oh my God, this ...... This is really a once-in-a-century genius, how old is she? Is there a twenty year old? ”

Regarding Wang Ziwen's actions, Old Man Yan said meaningfully: "Ziwen, you are still too arrogant, you must know that there is a sky outside the sky, and there are people outside the world!" ”

"Teacher, the lesson is to learn."

Wang Ziwen put down the hand holding his head, looking humble and teachable.

Then he showed a wry smile and sighed: "Who would have thought that seven songs that are more classic than one will come from this young man or a girl?" ”

"Everyone in the circle knows how difficult it is to make a good song, not to mention that it is seven songs in a row, which is a hundred years...... A genius that is not rare in a thousand years! ”

"Yes, the Chinese music scene is going to change because of the appearance of this female doll."

Old Man Yan's deep eyes flickered at the LCD screen and sighed.