Thanks to Midsummer's loud voice, everyone knows that her throat is uncomfortable.

The chief director even came over to ask, and only left after making sure that Ji Yao would definitely participate.

"What are you participating in?" Midsummer walks around her dressing room in a hurry.

"Do you know what people on the Internet say about you now? Say you go through the back door and cheat. Sheng Xia said, "As soon as your voice comes out, you can't tell even if you have ten mouths." Wen Rong's fans will definitely hold on to your pigtails, and when the time comes, one person can drown you with a mouthful of saliva. ”

Ji Yao looked at the midsummer who was really anxious for herself, and there was some emotion in her heart, she said, "Don't worry, I know it in my heart." ”

"What do you count? You won't sit here if you have numbers. "Midsummer Road.

Saying that, he was still angry, pointed at Zhao Qian, and said angrily: "How did you say that you became an agent?" You can't take care of a girl, and you still promise her to come to the competition after she's like this? Are you crazy? ”

Zhao Qian, who was scolded inexplicably, shrugged, "I persuaded her." Also, Wushao, I'm really not her agent. ”

"And who the hell is her agent?" Midsummer Road.

Where would Zhao Qian say, if he said it, wouldn't he know Ji Yao's identity in the middle of summer.

"Okay, Midsummer, I'm really fine, you trust me." Ji Yao comforted Midsummer, "You believe me, I'll give you a different performance tonight." ”

Midsummer looked at her, and finally bowed down, "If you really want to sing, I won't stop you, but you promise me to take care of yourself, if you feel uncomfortable when singing, don't bear it, don't sing high notes........."

A bunch of babbling on and on.

Zhao Qian watched from the sidelines, stretched out his hand and drilled his ears, Mr. Sheng is such a taciturn man, how can he have such a chattering brother?

This competition is still the first competition in midsummer, and there is no suspense in victory.

After waiting for a while, they finally arrived at Ji Yao and their group.

Her opponent today is a man with a clown mask.

According to the rules, the two went on stage together, and because there were more online votes today, the host allowed everyone to go on stage to canvass for votes.

Mr. Clown next to her pulled a wave first, and the microphone came to her when it was over.

Ji Yao took the microphone, and the audience fell silent.

She took a deep breath, "I had a cold today. ”

As soon as the voice came out, everyone was shocked.

The barrage in the live broadcast room is even more flying.

"This is the person who won our Rongrong? Can this voice win? You still say there's no insider? What a proper insider! ”

"Damn, this voice is too ugly, there is definitely an inside story."

"People just have a cold, their voices have changed, why are you like this?"

"Hehe, maybe this is her real voice, I brought a voice changer or something last time, anyway, I put on a hood, you don't know."

Several judges also frowned when they heard her voice.

Ji Yao's face behind the mask smiled slightly, "However, even if you catch a cold today, I will bring you an unprecedented performance, please support you." ”

Hearing her words in the barrage, many people said that she was talking big.

Mr. Clown knew that he had already prepared the tribute to be eliminated when he drew Pikachu, but now he suddenly saw hope again.

Ji Yao handed the microphone to the host, walked aside with the host, and left the stage to Mr. Clown.

Mr. Clown sang a pop song, accompanied by a vigorous dance, which instantly exploded the audience.

After the performance, applause came one after another.

The host looked at Ji Yao with some concern.

Ji Yao didn't feel anything, she picked up the microphone and stood on the stage after Mr. Clown stepped off the stage.