Friday afternoon.

Fang Xing practiced singing in the company's training room, and after practicing, he glanced at his mobile phone.

Half an hour ago, Lu Xianger sent a WeChat message.

Lu Xiang'er: What do you want to eat tonight? I decided to try my hand at cooking today.

Fang Xing: Whatever. You can do whatever you want. The fire extinguisher is placed in the leftmost cupboard, and it can be sprayed by opening the safe.

Lu Xiang'er: What do you mean?

Fang Xing: It's not just in case.

Lu Xiang'er: Tell me, what do you want to eat?

Fang Xing: Then the fish-flavored shredded pork is good.

Lu Xiang'er: Hmm...... How to make fish-flavored shredded pork?

Fang Xing: It's simple, you pick up your phone, unlock the screen, find the yellow APP, open the APP, enter "fish-flavored shredded pork", click to place an order, wait for half an hour, and the dish is ready.

Lu Xiang'er: You don't believe me. (Evil Dragon Roaring Filial .jpg)

Fang Xing: How so? Of course I believe you......

Fang Xing: Not really.

Lu Xiang'er: It's too much, it's too much, and the relationship between the two of us is now in jeopardy.

Fang Xing: Come on! Waiting to taste your craft.

Lu Xiang'er: Hmph!

……

Six o'clock in the evening.

Fang Xing went home from the company, opened the door and saw that there was no billowing smoke, and the situation was better than expected.

The light in the living room was dim, and Fang Xing was about to turn on the lights.

Lu Xiang'er's voice suddenly came out from inside: "Don't turn on the lights, come in directly." ”

Fang Xing was a little strange, put the key on the shoe cabinet, and walked in to take a look.

I saw the light of two candles on the dining table.

The dim glow of the fire, gently swaying, illuminates the living room and creates a soft atmosphere.

On the table, three dishes and one soup were set, as well as two drinks.

Obviously, this is a candlelight dinner specially prepared by Lu Xiang'er.

Fang Xing felt a little weird in his heart, he usually felt that she was stupid, but he didn't expect that after thinking about it, he would engage in this kind of atmosphere.

"Sit down." Lu Xiang'er pointed to the opposite position.

Fang Xing sat down and glanced at the dishes on the table.

Lu Xiang'er pursed her lips and smiled: "How is it?" ”

Fang Xing raised his eyebrows and said, "It looks pretty good, which store ordered it." ”

Lu Xiang'er pretended to be angry with a straight face: "What! I...... I did. ”

Fang Xing picked up the fast seed, flipped over the fish-flavored shredded pork, and said with a smile: "Shredded green peppers, shredded carrots, shredded meat, cut neatly, this can't be done without more than ten years of knife work."

"It seems that I have a good mouth, and my girlfriend is still a hidden chef."

Lu Xiang'er's cheeks were a little red, and she admitted, "Okay." This dish is made using the method you taught, at least I have made this dish. ”

She pointed to another bowl of seaweed egg drop soup.

Fang Xing fished out the seaweed egg drop soup with a fast child: "This egg flower is really finely beaten, there is no piece of egg." Moreover, the seaweed egg drop soup in the general store does not put baby cabbage, and it is well processed. ”

Lu Xiang'er's eyes widened: "You can see this?" ”

Fang Xing shook his head and smiled: "But this little cabbage is well placed, very good." ”

Lu Xiang'er pouted and said: "I saw that there were fewer vegetables, so I washed a little and processed it, at least I made it myself." ”

Fang Xing gave a thumbs up and said, "Very talented, great." ”

Lu Xiang'er always felt that this sounded weird, reached out and patted the rice cooker, and said, "At least I cooked the rice, this is absolutely true." ”

Fang Xing glanced at the rice cooker and asked uncertainly, "When you were cooking rice, did you put water?" ”

"Are you stupid for me? Of course I did, and I searched for how much water I wanted to put in, so I can't be wrong. Lu Xiang'er confidently assured.

"Okay, then I'll try the rice."

Fang Xing said, picked up the rice spoon, opened the rice cooker, and prepared to serve the rice.

However, when the lid of the rice cooker is opened, the rice spoon freezes in mid-air.

"What's wrong?" Lu Xiang'er asked suspiciously.

"This rice looks a little strange, rice is rice, water is water, quite raw." Fang Xing commented with a serious face.

Lu Xiang'er frowned and wondered, stood up and looked into the rice cooker, and was stunned.

As Fang Xing described, in the rice cooker, rice is rice, and water is water, just like when he just put it in.

Lu Xiang'er's eyes widened, with an expression of disbelief: "Did I forget to press the switch?" ”

Fang Xing pulled out the plug from the back of the rice cooker butt and said, "It's not that you forgot to press the switch, you didn't plug it in!" ”

Poof!

Lu Xiang'er burst out laughing, covered her mouth and walked aside, covering her head with a curtain.

"It's okay, it's good, at least there's no lake pot."

Fang Xing said, then plugged in the electricity, started the rice cooker and started cooking.

Lu Xiang'er got into the curtain, laughed for a while, poked her head out, and warned: "Don't say anything about this matter, especially don't let Ning Xiaoyun know, otherwise she will laugh at me to death." ”

Fang Xing held back a smile and said, "She should be used to your state of being a pit goods, right?" ”

Lu Xiang'er insisted on shaking her head: "How can there be!" I am with Ning Xiaoyun, and I take care of her. ”

"Are you sure?" Fang Xing had a look of disbelief.

"Of course." Lu Xiang'er nodded very firmly.

"I'll just pretend. Hurry up and eat the food. Eat the vegetables first, eat for half an hour, and the meal will be almost ready. Fang Xing began to beckon her over to eat.

While eating, Fang Xing praised at the same time: "Not bad, this dish is good." ”

Lu Xiang'er rolled her eyes vigorously.

After eating, Lu Xiang'er brought a plate of fruit.

It was almost eight o'clock.

Lu Xiang'er turned on the TV, and the two watched TV by candlelight.

She watched it very seriously, especially when Fang Xing was singing.

She was there at the time, and now she is watching it again on TV, and she feels very satisfied.

When she was at the scene, she was still worried that this song was not sung to her, so she was a little confused.

Now don't worry, looking at these images, it feels completely different.

"By the way, you don't have to record "Singing" later, isn't it very idle?" Lu Xiang'er remembered something and asked.

"What? Want me to take you out for fun? Fang Xing guessed.

Lu Xiang'er shook her head and said, "Didn't I win the ranking in the last violin competition, and I got the qualification to participate in the Paganini International Violin Competition, and the competition will be held next month." So I'm going to practice seriously, if you're more idle, we won't have the right time. ”

Fang Xing said: "Actually, I'm preparing for the Spring Festival Gala, and I'm not idle, and I'll fly to Kyoto next week to rehearse." ”

Lu Xiang'er's eyes widened suddenly, and she exclaimed, "Really? Coming to the Spring Festival Gala? ”

"It's not completely certain yet, it depends on the townhouse effect." Fang Xing didn't finish his words.

"Yes, you have a lot of songs that are suitable for singing in the Spring Festival Gala, which song is going to be on the Spring Festival Gala?" Lu Xiang'er's eyes lit up, and she was busy asking.

"At present, "Song of the Seven Sons" and "Young China Says" are tentatively scheduled." Fang Xing replied.

"That's too fast. It was so soon to go to the Spring Festival Gala. Lu Xiang'er's eyes were full of little stars, and her emotions were more excited than waking up.

At this time.

The eighth episode of "Singing" was broadcast to the back.

Zhong Yuanxun won the third place that night, and in the final preparation session, he vowed to win the first place, and said that he had figured out the characteristics of the domestic audience, that is, he liked singers to soar high notes.

Whichever singer soars higher, the number of votes will be higher.

After this section was broadcast, there was a lot of controversy on the Internet:

[Although this guy's way of speaking is a bit annoying, he is not wrong, the hearing of "Singing" is that he likes to soar high notes. 】

[That's it for the domestic audience, they only know that the high pitch is powerful. 】

[Not exactly. Fang Xing didn't win a few games by treble. 】

[Occasionally, one or two exceptions are nothing, from the first season of "Singing" to the present, 80% of the songs are high in the treble ranking. 】

[Although I am very unhappy with this product, what people say is the truth, and this has to be admitted. 】

Lu Xiang'er frowned and looked at the TV, and said, "This person always feels a little annoying." ”

Fang Xing smiled and said, "Do you evaluate people like this?" ”

Lu Xiang'er said as a matter of course: "I just said my feelings, what's the problem?" ”

Fang Xing nodded seriously: "You're right. ”

Lu Xiang'er asked again: "If he enters the finals, will you be right?" ”

Fang Xing thought for a while and said, "I don't know yet, I don't know the format of the finals yet." ”

Lu Xiang'er said seriously: "I have watched the previous seasons of "Singing", the first few seasons of "Singing", the first game of the finals is a two-by-two duel, the winner enters the final battle, and the loser is eliminated directly. ”

Yavin

Fang Xing had also reviewed the previous seasons of "Singing", so he knew about the situation, nodded and said: "I also know this, it is indeed a duel between two and two." ”

"In case you match this Zhong Yuanxun, can you win?" Lu Xiang'er asked with some concern.

Fang Xing thought for a moment and replied, "It should be possible." ”

"You don't sound very confident when you say that." Lu Xiang'er said suspiciously.

"I'm just more modest." Fang Xing replied as a matter of course.

Lu Xiang'er's eyes widened: "Are you more modest?" When was this? ”

"I've always been very humble." Fang Xing said seriously.

……

In the next two issues, Zhong Yuanxun seemed to be hanging.

Two classic English songs in a row, relying on the loud high notes, won two consecutive championships.

And in the tenth issue, he successfully broke through the encirclement and advanced to the "Battle of the King of Singers".

The first two performances in a row seem to prove that his remarks are normal, and the domestic audience will only evaluate the strength of the singer with a high note.

These two weeks.

Fang Xing was preparing for the Spring Festival Gala, and he had to go to Kyoto every week to rehearse with the children's choir, so he didn't pay much attention to the progress of "Singing".

After the end of the tenth phase, Zhong Yuanxun was promoted to the "Battle of the King of Singers".

Fang Xing also received a notice from the "Singing" program team, confirming the time of the "Battle of the King of Singers" in the finals, as well as the theme of the competition in the first guest singing session of the finals.

In the first showdown of the finals, the theme of the competition was "the dust of history".

Moreover, in the first game of the finals, guests can be invited to help sing.

In this way, the strength and popularity of the guest singers will have a great impact on the results of the competition.