The voices of those in the audience were so fanatical.

The host walked on stage appropriately, "The singing voice of the No. 1 contestant is really beautiful, comparable to the original singing." ”

Although he knew that the host was flattering himself, Xia Shiyi was still a little unhappy.

What is comparable to the original song, as if she is not as good as Summer.

She clenched the microphone tightly and smiled, "Thank you, but I just want to be myself, and I want everyone to remember my singing,"

Xiyan listened to Xia Shiyi's voice in the background, and the corners of her mouth hooked sarcastically.

The host continued with a smile, "It will be, please remember the performance of contestant No. 1 just now, if you like her, remember to leave your precious vote to her, and then, please take a break from the stage for contestant No. 1." The next player who is about to play is the No. 7 player, everyone applauds and welcomes! ”

A person in the audience shouted, ", Goddess No. 7!" I've seen it from afar before, I love it!! ”

After all, Xiyan only appeared in the preliminary audition, and the mass base was not as thorough as Xia's poetry.

As soon as Fang Cai's words came out, it immediately caused the discomfort of Xia Shiyi's loyal fans.

"What goddess, what's her name? We've never heard of it! Can such a nobody compare with our poetry? ? The song that Poet just sang is already the pinnacle! I don't believe this No. 7 can make any moths. ”

"That is to say, the goddess in my heart is only poetic!"

Li Mengyao also jumped out, with a face full of righteous indignation, "You are not allowed to applaud, you boys are all grass on the wall, why do you want to applaud our idol's big opponents?" ”

With Xia Shiyi's loyal fans here to bring the rhythm, the people in the audience instantly unified the slogan.

It was obviously time for Xiyan to appear, but in their mouths, they neatly shouted Xia Shiyi's name.

"Summer poetry! Summer Poetry!! ”

The host on the side silently lit wax for Xiyan in his heart.

With such an obvious demolition, it is really pitiful for the No. 7 contestant to meet a popular star like Xia Shiyi.

This was killed directly in seconds before it was played.

At this time, Xia Shiyi had already returned to the backstage, hearing the call from the audience, her face was full of pride.

What Goddess Number 7? But that's it!

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Xiyan took the microphone handed to her by the staff, ripped off the mask and walked towards the stage.

A pair of long slender legs stepped out first.

At the knee, a bow is tied diagonally.

She walked to the very middle.

The audience who was originally noisy, and the audience who originally chanted the name of "Xia Poetic".

Silence in an instant!

The girl stood in the middle of the stage, as if the light of the whole world had gathered here.

I'm rubbing, this girl is too good-looking!

The expressions of those who were demolishing the Xiyan Terrace just now were neat and unified.

Finish-Complete-Dementia-Stupid!!

"Hello everyone, I'm the No. 7 player."

A crisp and pleasant voice sounded.

Xia Shiyi, who was lazily leaning on the sofa and waiting to listen to the show, jumped up instantly!

How is this possible?? Who was the person who spoke just now?!

Isn't that No. 7 like a she-duck calling?!

And...... And why is the sound of number 7 so familiar!!

Who the hell is she?!

Could it be-

Xia Shiyi didn't dare to be sure of what she was thinking.

She clenched her hands and rushed straight out of the lounge and ran towards the audience!