"What I'm holding in my hand is the results of tonight's vote."

Zheng Tao took the hand card and came to the front of the singers, smiling, but it made people feel a sense of vigilance.

The director's announcement of the results has become a feature of this show.

Tonight is not exempt from vulgarity.

Zheng Tao began to ask: "Do you want to listen to the first place first?" Or last? ”

Xie Yuwen waved his hand directly and said, "Okay, you don't need to announce the first place, we already know who it is." ”

The smile on Zheng Tao's face became brighter, but his tone remained calm, and he said, "Since everyone doesn't want to know who the first place is, let's announce the first place first." ”

Xie Yuwen looked at Li Caiwei next to him and said, "Look, Director Zheng is like this, and you will have to fight against him in the future." If we want him to announce the number of rankings, we said we don't want to know the number of rankings.

"The problem is, I don't really want to hear number one tonight. Fang Xing, you said yes, right? ”

Zheng Tao continued: "Before announcing tonight's rankings, I need to explain the rules for advancing to the 'Battle of the Singers' again.

"Starting from the next issue, that is, from the eighth phase, after the end of the competition, the singers who will be promoted to the 'Battle of the King of Singers' will be selected according to the voting results of the whole season.

"In the eighth, ninth, and tenth phases, there will be three promoted singers.

"At present, the gap between the singers who rank top in the number of votes in the whole season is not big, so everyone still hopes to advance, come on."

After explaining the rules, Zheng Tao began to announce tonight's rankings:

"The number one singer tonight broke the record of a season with the number of votes, and he is also the first singer to have more than 400 votes.

"This singer is ......

"Fang Xing, congratulations on winning the first place tonight."

When Zheng Tao said this result, the singers present did not fluctuate in the slightest.

Because everyone already knows in their hearts, they know who the first place is from the beginning.

On the contrary, it is the ranking behind it, which is more suspenseful.

Zheng Tao continued to announce: "Since the first place has been announced, then go directly to the most exciting one, and announce the second place tonight."

"Tonight's second place, who do you think it will be? Yuwen, who do you think it will be? ”

Xie Yuwen didn't turn his head to look at the singer next to him, and said, "It's probably Cai Wei, or Liu Tianwang." ”

Zheng Tao then asked, "Then do you think it could be you?" ”

Xie Yuwen raised his hand to stop him: "Okay, if you ask me like this, it must not be me." Director Zheng, I understand your routines too well. ”

Zheng Tao nodded and admitted: "Yuwen guessed accurately, the second place was indeed produced between Cai Wei and Hongsheng.

"Both of you performed well tonight, which song do you like more in the live hearing?

"Congratulations to "Hometown Clouds", congratulations to Cai Wei, who won the second place tonight."

The singer next to him immediately got up and congratulated.

"Congratulations."

Li Caiwei hurriedly returned the salute: "Thank you, thank you, ......"

In the end, Liu Hongsheng was once again squeezed to third place.

Although he was already prepared in his heart, when he really heard this ranking, he was silent.

Since Li Caiwei came, he couldn't even keep his position as the second thousand-year-old.

After announcing everyone's rankings, Zheng Tao continued to announce:

"Next, it's time for everyone to be most concerned about the event, and the upcoming announcement is the theme of the eighth phase of the competition.

"From the eighth installment, each issue is very important, which determines whether you can break through to the finals of the 'Battle of the King of Singers'.

At present, Fang Xing, Liu Hongsheng, Zhong Yuanxun, Xie Yuwen, Xu Xinjun, all five have the opportunity to compete for the top three promotion places.

"In addition to these five singers, the rest of the singers, don't feel that you can lie flat.

"Even if you can't directly qualify for the 'Battle of the Singers', there is still a breakout match in the 11th phase, and the higher the ranking in the season, the greater the advantage you will get in the breakout match in the 11th phase.

"So, come on, everybody."

Li Caiwei is a fill-in singer, so the total number of votes is relatively low, although the rankings of the last two issues are good, but he only joined from the fifth period, and if he wants to advance to the "Battle of the Singers", there is not much chance.

However, if you want to gain an advantage in the 11th breakout match, you still have to do your best in the next round.

After listening to Zheng Tao's explanation of the promotion rules, Xie Yuwen urged: "You should hurry up and say, what is the theme of the next competition." ”

Zheng Tao glanced at the question card and replied: "As a competitive music stage, there is a theme that is not complete if you don't sing it once."

"So, the theme of the next competition is ...... Love.

"Love is something hard to describe, but it makes people feel heart-pounding and make people work together for a lifetime.

"Let's wait and see how you interpret this theme."

When everyone heard this theme, their expressions suddenly became wonderful: "Love, this theme, there are too many songs that can be sung." ”

There are so many themes related to love that it is not an exaggeration to say that they occupy half of the pop songs.

Thinkers

It's also because there are too many songs, and the audience listens to too much, and if you can't sing something new, it's hard to really move the audience.

Xie Yuwen asked: "As long as it's related to love, it's fine, right?" No limit to joy and sorrow? ”

Zheng Tao nodded and replied, "Yes, as long as it is related to love." ”

"If that's the case, it's the widest range of options this season." The singers present all had the same idea, and felt that the theme song selection this time was relatively loose.

After announcing all the content, Zheng Tao thanked: "This is the end of tonight's recording, thank you for your support, thank you." ”

The recording ended, and the singers left separately.

……

The next day.

Fang Xing took a flight and returned to the East China Sea.

Before boarding, Lu Xianger sent flight information.

However, when he returned to Tianlan Wenyuan, he did not meet Lu Xianger in the community garden.

Fang Xing went upstairs and went home, practicing singing and recording for the past two days, he was a little tired, threw down his luggage, and lay on the sofa to rest.

After a while.

The phone's WeChat ringtone rang.

When I picked it up, it was a WeChat message from Lu Xianger.

Lu Xiang'er: Why are you sending me flight information? Do you think I have time to go out every time?

Fang Xing: If you don't come to pick up the airport, forget it, and you won't even meet at the door of your home.

Lu Xiang'er: You didn't say you wanted to see me. (Pouty cute baby .jpg)

Fang Xing: The theme of the next competition is love, I can't see love anymore. (I'm tired, destroy it.jpg)

Lu Xiang'er: We haven't known each other for a long time, and you always bully me.

Fang Xing: I thought that holding hands was an agreement, but you said that it was not love.

Lu Xiang'er: What the hell is this? Lyrics?

Fang Xing: Do you want to listen to songs? Sing you a song.

Lu Xiang'er: Then send it over.

Fang Xing: At seven o'clock tonight, the big banyan tree next to the south gate.

……

When Lu Xianger saw this WeChat, she didn't agree, but she didn't refuse either.

She was nervous all afternoon, and the fawn was pounding on her chest.

She also wanted to send a WeChat message to ask Ning Xiaoyun to accompany her, but when she thought of Ning Xiaoyun's magical brain replenishment skills, she immediately dispelled her thoughts.

After an afternoon of ideological struggle, Lu Xiang'er sat up from the bed, beat her head, and said to herself: "Lu Xiang'er, what's the matter with you?" What is there to fear in the garden of your own community? What exactly are you afraid of? You don't have an avoidant attachment personality, you don't! ”

……

Half past six in the evening.

After Fang Xing had dinner, he went downstairs with a guitar on his back, came to the green garden of the community, and sat on a bench under the big banyan tree.

Open the guitar case, take out the guitar, and start playing it casually.

A few residents who were walking after dinner passed by, and two stopped to listen for a while.

There is also an uncle who praised him: "Young man, you play well, you have this skill, and it is easy to chase girls." ”

Fang Xing responded with a smile: "Thank you." ”

Since Fang Xing just played the guitar casually and did not open his mouth to sing, the residents passing by would not listen for too long, and left after listening for a while.

It's almost seven o'clock.

A girl walked over with her hands behind her back, it was Lu Xiang'er.

Her hair was neatly combed, apparently specially groomed.

She walked up to Fang Xing, then threw a coin into the guitar case, pursed her lips and smiled, "It's very good." ”

Fang Xing stopped playing the piano and looked up at her, looking at her very carefully.

Lu Xiang'er looked a little uncomfortable, and said, "Don't you want to sing?" You sing it. I gave it all the money. ”

Fang Xing didn't speak, lowered his head to adjust the capo clip of the guitar, plucked his fingers, played the prelude of a song, sang while playing, and changed the words by the way:

"The days are like a merry-go-round, spinning in my head.

"Appear in those scenes where you were nice to me.

"I said that holding hands is an agreement.

"But that's not love, dear.

"It's like a shooting star that doesn't have time to make a wish.

"No matter how beautiful it is, it can only be ...... once"

Lu Xiang'er thought that this song was very good, but after listening to it, she felt a little wrong, frowning and staring at Fang Xing's expression.

After Fang Xing finished singing, he put the guitar back in the box and zipped it up.

Lu Xiang'er asked suspiciously, "Just sing a song?" ”

"I'm done singing what I want to sing." Fang Xing installed the guitar and put it aside.

"The song is good, but what do the lyrics mean?" Lu Xiang'er's mind kept echoing the lyrics just now.

"It's nothing, it's just a song." Fang Xing's mood was not very high.

"And what does that mean?" Lu Xiang'er felt that the atmosphere was a little wrong.

"It's nothing, I'm just a little tired lately." Fang Xing looked at Lu Xiang'er, he really liked it in his heart, but his mentality was no longer young, and he would not be so enthusiastic and impulsive when he fell in love.

Lu Xiang'er's brows furrowed even tighter, and she sat down and asked softly, "Are you okay?" Are you in a bad mood? ”

Fang Xing shook his head and smiled, and said, "No." It's just that I've been a little tired lately, standing still and not wanting to move, sometimes I want to see you, but I'm always disappointed, and occasionally I'm disappointed. ”

Lu Xiang'er sat up straighter, stirred the corners of her clothes with her hands, and muttered, "But we really haven't known each other for a long time." ”

"Don't think too much, just follow your heart."

Fang Xing stood up, put on his guitar, and said with a smile: "Actually, when love is two people, you can't go together by the efforts of one person alone.

"I've experienced that it's too tiring to work alone.

"In fact, in this world, the distance between two people is very far, even if two people try to get close, they may not be able to come together.

"After singing, I should go back, there is still work in the company tomorrow, thank you for your reward."

After Fang Xing finished speaking, he picked up the coin and shook it, put it in his shirt pocket, and then turned to leave.

looked at the back of Fang Xing leaving.

Lu Xiang'er sat on the bench in a daze.

She was confused and in a messy mood.

She didn't quite know what Fang Xing meant, she could feel that Fang Xing was very lost, as if he was saying goodbye.

Lu Xiang'er recalled things related to Fang Xing over and over again, and many of these memories were teased pictures.

I was very angry at the time when I remembered these images, but now that I think about it, I can't help but smile.

But when she thought of the song Fang Xing had just sung and what she said, her brows furrowed again.

Stayed on the bench for a long time.

There was a prompt sound on the mobile phone, and when I picked it up, I saw that it was a message sent by Ning Xiaoyun.

Ning Xiaoyun: Why aren't you at home?

Lu Xiang'er: On the side of the big banyan tree.

Ning Xiaoyun: With whom?

Lu Xiang'er: Alone.

Ning Xiaoyun: Feeding mosquitoes alone? Do you have a problem with your braincase?

Lu Xiang'er: It seems that something is wrong.

When Ning Xiaoyun saw this reply, she felt that something was wrong, and hurriedly ran to the big banyan tree.

Lu Xiang'er was still stunned on the banyan bench.

Ning Xiaoyun walked over and asked, "What's wrong with you?" ”

Lu Xiang'er continued to maintain a daze posture, dangling her two calves, and replied, "I don't know, I'm just a little unhappy." ”

"You're not in the right state, aren't you? Broken out of love? Ning Xiaoyun sat down, reached out and touched her forehead.

"Probably not, I'm not in love yet." Lu Xiang'er had a sad expression, and when she saw it, she was very protective.

"What the hell is going on? You make it clear. Ning Xiaoyun was speechless.

Lu Xianger turned on the recording of her mobile phone and played the song "Honey, That's Not Love" just now.

"Fang Xing sang?" Ning Xiaoyun had already heard it, but still asked this nonsense.

"Hmm." Lu Xiang'er nodded.

"What does he mean?" Ning Xiaoyun asked.

"He said he was tired, and I looked at him, as if he was a little tired." Lu Xiang'er nodded and replied.

"What else did he say?" Ning Xiaoyun continued to ask.

He also said that love is a matter of two people, and no matter how hard a person tries, there will be no results. Lu Xiang'er relayed.

"What. Are you all so screwed? What else did he say? Ning Xiaoyun had a speechless expression on her face.

"He also said that he still had work tomorrow and then left." Lu Xiang'er also stretched out her finger and pointed in the direction where Fang Xing walked.

"He's just gone?" Ning Xiaoyun asked.

Lu Xiang'er nodded: "Yes, I walked with a guitar on my back." ”

Ning Xiaoyun fell headlong on the bench and said, "Is the guitar the point?" What I ask is, you don't react at all? ”

Lu Xiang'er blinked her eyes and asked rhetorically, "How should I react?" ”

Ning Xiaoyun covered her forehead and said speechlessly: "You are just like me wood, if it were me, I would be exhausted to death." If you don't want him to go, you have to speak. Love is a matter of two people. ”

"So what should I do?" Lu Xiang'er frowned and asked.

"It depends on what you think, if you think Fang Xing is very annoying, then it's simple, block him, and ignore him again." Ning Xiaoyun said.

"Hmm......" Lu Xiang'er's brows furrowed.

"If you still want a story, then you should get closer to him. People have walked ninety-nine steps, if you don't go forward, forget it, and go backwards. If it were me, I would have run away a long time ago. Ning Xiaoyun said.

"But I haven't known him for long." Lu Xiang'er became entangled again.

"You can pull it down. As far as I know, you've known each other for more than half a year, and if you were someone else, your child would almost be able to pump milk. Ning Xiaoyun rolled her eyes.

"So what should I do?" Lu Xiang'er asked with a sigh.

"I want to think about it. What else did Fang Xing say? Ning Xiaoyun asked again.

"Hmm...... He said that the theme of the next competition is 'love'. Lu Xianger remembered the content of the chat on WeChat.

"I'll go! The theme of the competition has been told to you, and you haven't responded? Ning Xiaoyun asked.

"What should I do?"

"Please, Miss, the 'love' theme of "Singing". Of course, I asked him if he could go with him to see the scene. Did you ask? Ning Xiaoyun asked.

Lu Xiang'er shook her head: "No." ”

Ning Xiaoyun fell on the bench and sighed: "Lu Xiangxiang, if I hadn't grown up with you since I was a child, I wouldn't have been able to stand your sluggish appearance." ”