There were two rounds of voting in the preliminaries, but the best song was decided by the on-site and off-site voting.

This kind of voting is not only about tonight's performance, but also about the popularity and overall strength of the contestants.

"Now, let's invite the two contestants and their assistant guests to the stage!"

Leng Mo and Jun Qing walked onto the stage together and stood beside Ni Wei and Bai Lu.

"Two guests, you can now canvass for your contestants." The host smiled, "Which one comes first?" ”

"Since Leng Mo came to the stage first, then please Miss Jun Qing come first!"

Bai Lu pretended to be generous, but she had a secret plan in her heart.

The last chance, of course, is that the post-canvassing is more dominant.

Although she doesn't have much of a good impression of Ni Wei now, on such a stage, she definitely doesn't want to lose to Jun Qing.

"Okay, Miss Junqing, please!"

Taking the microphone, Jun looked around.

"I remember the first time I saw Leng Mo, he was playing guitar in our school's piano practice room. A man who has enough strength to be the principal cellist of an orchestra is trying to make his own pop music. Why? It's nothing more than love! ”

Slanting a glance at Bai Lu, Jun shook his head lightly.

"Now, in our pop music circle, there are too many utilitarian people, and many people have forgotten their original intentions. I hope that everyone will vote for him, and the first vote you cast now will be his courage to continue to move forward. And he will definitely repay you with his music, because ...... This is Leng Mo, he is such a person, he will not be grandiose, he will not please the audience, he will only hold his piano and sing seriously! ”

Junqing's words won a round of applause.

Several mentors sitting on the judges' bench also nodded in agreement.

"Thank you very much Jun Qing for sharing these things about Leng Mo with us, and I hope we can hear more of Leng Mo's works, now...... I invite Ni Wei's assistant guest Miss Bai Lu! ”

"Thank you!" Bai Lu raised his right hand and held Ni Wei's shoulder at his side, "I believe that on this stage, no one's talent can surpass Ni Wei, his music, his rap...... They are all world-class, and if such people are not worthy of your vote, then who else? Now, join me in calling out his name. Ni Wei! ”

She raised her hand and stretched out the microphone to the audience, and the fans were naturally aroused by him and shouted Ni Wei's name together.

"Okay, the two assistant guests have finished canvassing. Now, the decision is yours. If you prefer that "Forgiveness", then enter the name of the cold silence and send it to our voting platform. If you prefer the youthful and invincible "IT'sme!", then enter Ni Wei's name and send it to our voting platform. Right now...... Timer for three minutes and voting begins! ”

The audience inside the venue has grabbed their mobile phones, and countless spectators outside the stadium have also begun to vote.

On the big screen, the three-minute countdown decreases little by little.

In the VIP seat, Emperor Lin also took out his mobile phone.

Almost in no particular order with him, Feng Shen also took out his mobile phone.

On the side of the stage not far away, Zhao Yiyi nervously grabbed her camera and stared at the stage.

"Come on, come on...... Leng Mo, Sister Jun, you must win! ”

On the big screen, the countdown counts down to the last few seconds.

"When the time comes, the voting is over. Now, please show the number of votes! ”

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