The scene of the 100,000 spectators of the International Singer Freshman Competition, because it boiled after every time a singer's score was announced.

The same is true for the Chinese audience squatting in the live broadcast room.

Every time a quota is announced, there is excitement and nervousness in hope, and hope that it is not.

When the fifth, fourth, and third places all came out, the Chinese audience couldn't sit still, and Yang Meiyue in the audience was still holding Han Juan's hand before, but now she hugged her directly, and her eyes didn't dare to look at the stage.

"Ahh I don't even dare to look at the scores and names on the screen, I have a little bit..."

I can't tell what it feels like, it's just nervous, so nervous that I even gasped for breath, the more Yang Mei is so, the more I hope that their good friend Mao is anonymous and can win the championship!

Now Mao is only one step away from the championship.

"Don't be nervous, don't be nervous, Xiao Maomao, it's definitely no problem to sing and perform the best tonight, whether she wins the championship or the runner-up in the end, it's super amazing.

You let go of me, sit down, and we pray and witness the most important moment in Xiao Maomao's life.

Meiyue, if you don't look at it again, you won't be able to see it for a while.

Do you really want to miss such a meaningful moment? ”

Han Juan was also nervous, so nervous that she didn't even dare to speak loudly, for fear that her voice would make noise to the host on the stage.

Obviously, they were a little far away from the stage, but they still couldn't help but be nervous, afraid of being too noisy, and ran away with the good ranking that originally belonged to Mao's name.

"No, no, no, you must not miss the most important and meaningful moment."

Yang Meiyue said that she did let go of Han Juan, but her hand held Han Juan's hand tightly, she was still nervous, excited, and expectant.

Huaguo's flower stone in the studio.

"Brother Shilei, do you think Xiao Maomao can win the championship?" Hua Moshi sat in front of the computer and couldn't help but ask with some sighs.

Chang Shilei nodded and said very informatively: "If nothing else, it should be a beautiful champion." After all, no matter which song she is beautiful in, the applause at the scene is not false.

In particular, the last song "Dragon Fist" was sung directly into the ears, eyes, and minds of foreigners.

I never thought that she would write a song like this.

I can't compare to her. ”

The former Chang Shilei, in addition to not being confident in his own appearance, other singing or creation, are particularly confident, and later learned that Mao Anonymous entered the entertainment industry, so he fantasized even more that one day when Mao Anonymous became famous, he would definitely come to him, a creator, and invite him to sing.

Because in Chang Shilei's opinion, he is better at writing songs than Mao Anonymous, and can better understand Mao Anonymous's voice, and it is okay to tailor one or even several songs for Mao Anonymous.

Even now, Chang Shilei has also completed three songs, which he prepared for Mao Mingming.

However, the reality is that she has grown up with Mao Anonymous, who has not been seen in just a few years.

Again, Mao Anonymous is already popular, although not as red as Chang Shilei imagined, but he is growing at an astonishing speed, and when Chang Shilei comes back to his senses, Mao Anonymous has become popular internationally, standing on the championship of the international music stage.

At this moment, just waiting for Alice, a foreign host, to announce the results of the final champion and runner-up, there are only two singers, and Chang Shilei naturally favors Mao Anonymous.