Chapter 1195

"It's really hard to choose this time. If I had to choose, I would have hesitated." Tian Kexin on the stage sighed.

"You pull down, just who did not hesitate to give the wolf a vote?" He Meng took a look at her and tore her down mercilessly.

Tian Kexin spat out his tongue and said unconvinced: "although I voted for the wolf, the other two people are also excellent. If I have three votes, I will give three people one vote."

"Flower heart." He Meng snorted.

One side of Ma Li helplessly looked at them, Bi Xuan is still very interested in staring at Qin Zhao's figure.

The host Wu Hao stood on the stage, talking to Qin Zhao for a while, talking to the wolf for a while, and looking at the time again for a while. As soon as he urged the audience to step down, his mouth never stopped. He succeeded in making the atmosphere tense.

Time passed bit by bit in this atmosphere, everyone's face was solemn, waiting for the appearance of the king of songs tonight.

In the lounge, the eliminated players were in their rooms, all staring at the screen.

"This time should be a myth win, he is too strong," the sun sighed.

"Come on, king." Grape silently in the heart of the cry, just Qin Zhao's song, the success of her emotions to bring up, so that her eyes are still slightly red.

"Come on, wolf! We must have a king of songs. " Hu Die worships the wolf's figure on the screen. The folk songs of the wolf make her very comfortable.

The three people on the stage are also in different moods.

Mythology looked straight ahead, but also did not look to the audience. Under the mask, his face looked like a potential winner. Obviously, he was very confident in the position of the king of songs tonight.

Qin Zhao has a dignified face and looks at the audience without blinking.

In contrast, the wolf is more calm, perhaps because he likes to sing folk songs, he has a faint smile on his mouth, looking at the stage with a plain expression.

"Three minutes! There's no voting. Hurry up and vote! Remember, every vote you cast is very important, and it may directly affect the position of the king of songs tonight, so please consider it carefully and vote for the person you like. " Wu Hao said excitedly.

As soon as he said this, those who did not vote immediately showed a look of panic. Some people gritted their teeth and pressed the button, while others were still hesitant and anxious.

Some people seem to have finished voting and are relieved. They even have leisure to look around and watch the situation of others.

"Why haven't you cast yet? Time is almost up. Hurry up and don't grin."

"What are you hesitating about? Come and join me in casting the wolf. It's absolutely right to cast him. "

"What? You ask me who I voted for. Of course, it's a myth. "

"What's up, man? Or, like me, vote for king? Did he sing well just now? I'm about to cry. I have to give it to him. "

Time is running out.

Two minutes.

One minute.

Thirty seconds.

Finally!

It's time.

The numbers on the big screen are frozen.

"Audience friends, this round of voting is over. Now let's look at the big screen and see who the king of songs will be tonight." Wu Hao said.

Hearing his voice, the three people didn't know whether they were relieved or worried again.

Everyone held their breath and turned to the big screen.

It shows the current number of votes of the three.

Myth: 173 votes

Wolf: 153 votes

King: 174 votes

"only one vote short! Audience friends see, only one vote short! My God Wu Hao exclaimed.

One vote?

What do you mean?

Qin Zhao's heart jumps, some flustered, other several people also don't understand subconsciously look at him.

Wu Hao stretched out his hand to cover his chest and tried to calm down his excitement. Then he announced aloud, "I declare that the king of songs tonight is still our king. Congratulations king!"

What?

Is he the king of songs?

How is that possible? Shouldn't it be mythical?

Qin Zhao was shocked.

He couldn't believe it. He turned around and looked at the big screen. At a glance, he saw the numbers on the screen.

He got 174 votes.

It's 173 votes.

It turns out that what Wu Hao said just now is only one vote short. That's what he meant.

It's really only one vote short. If he loses one more vote, he won't be the king of songs.

At this time, the cheers from the audience also rang.

He is the king of two issues in a row, which makes the audience's mood completely mobilized. They shout Qin Zhao's name crazily and look excited."King of songs! Song king

"King, you are the best!"

"King, I love you!!!!!! Come on

“king！ Song king! king！ Song king

Listening to the crazy cry under the stage, Qin Zhao seemed to see countless fans pouring towards him, which almost made him laugh.

It's too close.

It's too dangerous. Even he didn't expect to get the position of today's king of songs. Originally, he was ready for the myth of king of songs.

I didn't expect that the final winner was him.

The other two people on the stage were obviously also very surprised, especially the myth. The smile of ambition in the corner of his mouth disappeared. He turned his head and looked at Qin Zhao standing beside him.

There was no malice in his eyes, but he was full of fighting spirit.

"Congratulations." Qin Zhao heard him whisper.

"Thank you." He replied politely.

But see myth suddenly both invisible sneer, continue to say: "but you also don't proud too early, the next issue of the position of the king, must be my, you should be careful."

"It's hard to say whose it is. Don't come to a conclusion so early, just in case it's too ugly to face." Qin said.

He didn't have much confidence, but this time he won the myth, which made him more confident.

Since he can win the myth in this issue, why can't he win in the next issue?

What's more, when he goes back, he will practice singing hard, and his singing skills will certainly be much better than now. Since he can win now, the chance of winning in the next period may be greater.

Thinking about this, Qin Zhao suddenly had confidence.

I didn't expect that Qin Zhao would come back suddenly. For a moment, the myth was a little stunned.

After being stunned, he was angry. His status in reality was not low, and he was very popular in the early years, but in recent years, he gradually sank and his popularity also dropped.

However, he has been in this circle for more than ten years. He has no shortage of experience and singing skills.

The boy in front of him doesn't sound more than 25 years old at most.

Where do you dare to compare your confidence with him?

He is very talented in writing songs, but his singing skill is far inferior to that of him. It's a complete surprise that he can win today.

After all, there was only one vote difference between the two people. He lost this time, just because of bad luck.

With that in mind, the myth is even more depressing.

"Yes? Then you wait and see. " Myth gave a cold hum.

Fortunately, now neither of them uses a microphone, and the lighting on the stage is dim. In addition, their voices are deliberately lowered, so that no one else hears it. Otherwise, news will come out the next day.

Shocked, masked God of songs two players in public tearing force!!!

"I'll wait."

As soon as Qin Zhao's voice fell, the host on the stage finished and moved the microphone to him.

"King, you have won the position of king of songs for two consecutive periods. Is there anything you want to say to you?"

Qin Zhao thought about it, then said: "in fact, I'm very honored to be the king of songs, but also some accidents. After all, in my opinion, my strength is much weaker than other people on the stage..."

Listening to his modest acceptance speech, the myth next to him has a black face.

Modest?

Accidents?

Pleasure?

Just now, I don't know who told him that he wanted to take the position of the next song king.

This kid is acting too much.

……

After the recording, Qin Zhao went back to the hotel.

After packing, he flew back that night as usual.

At more than 10 p.m., he was lying on the bed of the dormitory and received the news from Yan Yan.

"Qin Zhao, the singing contest of slow hand officially starts to register this evening. I have already registered for both of us. The combination name is the banquet discussed before, which can be seen on the home page of slow hand now."

Seeing the news, Qin Zhao immediately boarded the slow hand.

One point open icon, the original five second advertising posters do not know when has been replaced by the poster of this competition.

After the advertisement, as soon as he came to the home page, Qin Zhao saw Yan Yan's propaganda of the competition.

Sure enough, there is a big banner under the search bar at the top of the home page, which says: slow hand singing competition

Qin Zhao reaches out a little, and a new page pops up immediately.

There is no doubt that this is the official website specially made for this competition. As like as two peas,

's website first introduced the rules and rewards of this competition.

There is also an interesting vote below. The names of the groups that have signed up for the competition will be displayed on it. Each user can cast a vote for the group that you are most interested in. The activity lasts for three days. When the top three works come out, no matter when they are good or bad, slow hands will help promote them.Of course, no one's works have been published yet, so these votes are purely cast by the audience based on the name of the group or the identity of its members.

Then, Qin Zhao saw the banquet combination composed of him and Yan Yan, ranking first steadily.

It shows that their current vote is 500000.

This number is quite terrible, because the second place is only 200000, less than half of them.

Inside and outside of Qin Zhao's play, he opened the introduction page of their combination.

It says.