Song Qingning's enchanting dance ended with 893 votes.

Barrage: "Why is it only 893 votes?" How can it be? ”

"Qing Ling dances better than Yin Ling? Yin Lingdu has more than 900 votes! ”

"Fu Chaoyan is estimated to have 900+ votes, and Song Qingning almost can't get in the top five!"

Song Qingning was also a little surprised by her votes, but she still calmly stepped down.

Now Su Mengxi, Yin Ling, and Jian Yan have 900 votes, and Song Qingning has 893 votes, which can be 100% in the top five.

Fu Chaoyan has not yet performed, and now Leng Wei has 891 votes, ranking fifth.

As long as Fu Chaoyan has more than 891 votes, he will have a chance to perform alone.

Both the fireworks and the azure were terrified.

When the stage was dark, the big screen lit up first.

As if a movie was playing on the screen, the tram drove by, leaving Su Jingtong and Fu Chaoyan on the platform.

He went south, and the girl went north.

The camera goes backwards to a classroom, where two people wear school uniforms and pass notes in class.

After class, we go to eat and play together, from school uniforms to wedding dresses.

The girl in the wedding dress has a clear smile, and her crystal eyes are full of expectations and yearning for her future life.

Simple campus love, sweet to watch.

The carefree campus life passed, and after getting married, it turned into trivial quarrels in life.

The original naivety is said to be naïve, and the original possessiveness is said to be selfish.

After seeing this, many people had red eyes.

went through trials and hardships together, but lost to firewood, rice, oil and salt.

How much helplessness is there in life? Reality and dreams, how cruel are they?

Eventually, the two were exhausted and separated.

The tram passed, he went south, she went north.

Go further and further.

This is the end of the micro-film, and the side of the stage lights up.

Fu Chaoyan, wearing a light purple long-sleeved shirt, sat on a park bench with a suitcase at his feet and blooming flowers behind him.

Her eyebrows were picturesque, her skin was whiter than snow, and her eyes, which had always been shallow, seemed to have lost their light at this time.

She sang softly: "I forgot that from the first few days after separation, I like to watch the heavy rain alone."

Loneliness without contact is like a chain reaction, and you can't afford to be happy. ”

On the other side of the stage, Su Jingtong, who was wearing a gray suit, looked like an elite in the workplace.

But between the eyebrows, there is helplessness that cannot be dissolved.

He sat on the couch, an empty home, cold without a trace of breath.

And on the wall behind him, the wedding photo is fixed with only one nail, and the frame is crumbling.

Su Jingtong's low and slightly hoarse voice sounded: "The thunderstorm world is like a disaster movie, which makes me pity me to the end."

I'm sorry that no one has a time machine, and there is no room for negotiation when it is over. ”

Both of their voices were touched with sadness, and the people in the audience watched the performance on stage with tears in their eyes.

"I hope you're my exclusive memory."

The chorus of the two is soft, and their voices are very compatible.

They stood up at the same time and looked at each other.

However, there are lights on both sides of the stage, and the darkness in the middle seems to be a ravine.

The two looked at each other from a distance, but they couldn't see each other.

In the final chorus, the two sang together, but one after the other, and their voices were staggered.

It's like you and me after separation.

We're never on the same page.

Sad but damn good......

"I like you, it's my exclusive memory.

No one can take you from my body.

In the blockade of my feelings, there is no mention of you, no time limit. ”

The two of them each returned to their original positions, and the camera was finally frozen.

Fu Chaoyan turned his back to Su Jingtong's position, and the tears in his eyes did not fall.

The audience burst into tears.

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After the performance of the two, Su Jingtong began to cough.

Xue Shuxuan came to the stage to host and asked, "Jing Tong's cold is not well yet?" ”

"I still have a little cough, but fortunately it didn't affect the performance just now." Su Jingtong actually felt a little guilty in his heart.

If he didn't have a cold, he could have behaved better.

You can sing and dance, you can rap, instead of just sitting and singing, and it almost ruined this performance.

"If you like Fu Chaoyan's performance, please vote!"

After the vote ended, the number of votes was not announced immediately.

Xue Shuxuan first asked Fu Chaoyan and said, "Do you think Chaoyan has dragged you back this time?" ”

After all, Su Jingtong's cold this time limited too much play.