Sang Ziting has always thought that he is a small citizen, a small citizen immersed in the joys, sorrows and sorrows of small people. But the two rounds of the rematch made her see a completely different version of herself.

A more atmospheric her, a proud her. Whether it is a song of wind and rain or a hill, it is a bold and bright song. Looking at herself like this, she is really a little proud.

But the opposite is true in the eyes of others.

Sang Ziting thought he really understood. But what has she experienced at the age of twenty? No amount of painful memories will be able to fill the decades of age experience.

After all, she has never really reached the age of 40, and the real vicissitudes of middle-aged people are not something she can learn after listening to songs and seeing her appearance.

……

"This kid, where did he hear the song of the hills, and he learned it decently."

The twenty-year-old spiritual body and the twenty-year-old bone age imitate the vicissitudes of life, but they are a little immature, and they have some feelings of sorrow for the strong words of Fuchun.

"Yes, it's a good seedling, I'll laugh at it, old man."

"Hahaha, haha." Hewlett. Evelyn only laughed silently.

……

The leaders of the whole league are paying attention to this grand event. Before the semi-finals, the big ones will be in one place to watch. Every time there is a competition, in addition to the Jiaozi of his own star field, there are naturally many students who are from the grassroots but have excellent talents.

The top of each semi-final list is the object that the masters want to recruit, and it is also the disciple they want to recruit.

After Sang Ziting finished playing the tune, he slowly got off the stage and waited quietly for everyone to perform.

The crisp bell rang, and the next contestant took the stage to play.

In this small square of Sangzi Pavilion, the order of play came according to the ranking of the first round of the semi-finals. In other words, Sang Ziting has been recognized by everyone.

"Hopefully you can stand out in the final." A certain Shu tutor saluted Sang Ziting and said sincerely.

Sang Ziting shook his head, looked at the ranking scoreboard hanging above his head, and did not answer the words of his colleague. "I don't even have the strength to take off my mask now, even if I reach the master level? Still not open enough. But on second thought, "It's important to save your life first." ”

However, she just shook her head, and all her peers will also have their own understanding, Ziting should mean, don't be arrogant, act modestly.

Sang Ziting has his own set of voting criteria, it doesn't matter whether the whole performance is complete or not, what matters is whether there is a small part of this piece that impresses the performers and whether there is a small part that moves the audience.

Among these hundreds of people, there are few people who are really impressed.

Azusa considers herself to be a very lucky person, and when she plays the keys, her mind melts into the sound of the piano. It's just that, some unfortunately, she didn't want to express her heart, but the sound of the piano revealed her thoughts.

When Ziting is happy, the sound of the piano is also pleasant and moving; When Ziting is sad, the sound of the piano will also be mournful; When Ziting is angry, the vigorous anger will also come out with the sound of the piano.

It's very understandable.

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A day passed, and Sang Ziting ranked first with a high support rate of 96.9%.

Ninety-six of her 99 peers supported her.

The so-called peers are light, and the performance of some tutors is superb, but if the personality is not likable and the attitude is arrogant, the support rate will not be too high.

This second round can get so many votes, it is because Sang Ziting's reputation before the competition is already very high, and the wisteria flower choir she established single-handedly, the song "Worm Flying" has spread all over the league.

Dozens of songs of the animation commentary, the instructor apprentice level, the junior repertoire...... There was also a brilliant performance in the semi-finals.

Every time she appears, she will show an amazing stage. Moreover, whether it is an ordinary person or a tutor, they have all seen her progress with their own eyes.

Tutor Ziting Shu's every step is very steady, and invisibly, she already has her own "potential".

The avatar of Ziting has become the idol of the Southeast Star Domain and even the Alliance. Yes, Sang Ziting never thought that she could become an idol one day.

Sang Ziting, who has not opened the "Ziting" Xunbo for a long time, was surprised to find that the number of fans of Ziting far exceeds the number of fans of the pavilion anchor, and has exceeded 100 million people.

There are also a number of tutor groups who pay attention to her.

Only then did Ziting confirm that she had really become a "sparse mentor", and slowly became a top position in the group of young sparse tutors.

And the young people who came to the front like her all popped up one by one.

"Ziting, don't be too surprised, no matter how small the number of citizens in the Southeast Star Domain is, it will exceed one billion, plus the citizens of other Star Domains. Now is the time when the popularity of the Mentor Contest is at its peak, and it is normal for so many people to pay attention. Qiuqiu held up a stack of materials and said to Ziting.

"Well, I'm a little surprised, and the lot of attention is certainly reasonable. It's just ......" Sang Ziting stopped and didn't continue, under this fame, she was indeed a little lost.

What she just thought about the most was that she couldn't live up to everyone's expectations and hopes.

However, she knew that this mindset was not right.

It is Ziting's own choice to become a tutor, and it is Ziting's own choice to participate in the mentor competition.

How to get a good ranking in the finals, but it is the expectation and hope of others?

How could it be that the matter of obtaining the ranking had nothing to do with her.

So, she added this item to her wish list, "Do your best to get a good place in the final." ”

Sang Ziting was pushed forward by everyone, since this competition is a part of the road she needs to take, let's go firmer.

From "catching ducks on the shelves" to "becoming ducks on the shelves" after halfway. Sang Ziting silently accepted her changes, she played the C note of the piano keys, and pressed it again and again.

Sang Ziting likes to be true to himself, and he also likes to be honest with himself.

"Qiuqiu, I can take off my mask in the final, it's a good thing."

"Moreover, I will definitely fight for this position."

The originally soft earth was condensed into bricks little by little, becoming a hard layer of defense.

Winning and losing, winning and losing?

This is not a winning or losing heart, but a simple wish of Sang Ziting. In peacetime, a person who was rejected by the big family of the imperial capital, what way did she get ahead?

The only way to get a good ranking is to get the protection of another force.

So she has to work hard, it's not enough to become a senior tutor, Sang Ziting has to stand up if she wants to protect her Sang family.

Sang Ziting took this step, which was a step under the eagerness of everyone, but it was also a brave step for herself.

"Qiuqiu, pack your things, we're moving."

Snow Star is her home, and it's not her home. The place where Sang Xiao is only where she is is is her home.