Chapter 162： farce? comedy! ?

"Ok!"

Jiu Ge, who was relieved, did not have such a bright smile on his face. "Since this is the choice agreed by Mr. Zhao Changshou himself, there are no off-site factors. I would also add here, Teacher Lu When Mr. Han made this decision, our program team knew it, but we actually agreed with it! But the reason can't tell everyone! "

Buyiyi here does not adhere, "Jiuge, you are not kind. Why can't you say? What's the story in it, tell us!"

"I can't say that, otherwise Teacher Lu will be angry." Jiu Ge smiled with a bitter smile, "Please, please comment on the music itself!"

"Let me talk!" Tang Yuan naturally had to stand up at this time. "I was still thinking about how the lyrics written by Mr. Lu to the father, actually appeared," Tired me, whether I have any fate, depends on you " The lyrics are completely inconsistent with the singing style of the old man! I did not expect that this was an ambush that Teacher Lu had already laid down. It turned out that he thought of today when he wrote this song! "

After a pause, Tang Yuan smiled with satisfaction: "I think this song is good, good!"

Lan Kai and him have been working together for many years, and naturally understand that Tang Yuan is fancying "Yidong Heart" again.

He happened to appreciate the song too, and bought it for 2 million without any loss.

Who would hate too many good songs?

What is the money in Tang Yuan's status? More and more good songs are the most important.

"Actually, I think this song is quite suitable for me." Fu Bufan took a quick answer, "Yuan Brother, your smile makes me a little scared."

"How can there be!" Tang Yuan shook his hand and didn't tell him more.

When it comes to buying songs, you must not hesitate and relent.

Otherwise, the tragedy that Meng Wusheng snatched the good song that day will happen again!

Wang Zhao speaks after them: "The Moving Heart" is one of the most bland and gentle songs I have heard from Teacher Lu Xiaofeng's works. It tells the mood of a middle-aged man drifting away, a touch of sorrow, a touch of Sadness, a touch of nostalgia ... This song is not a classic, but it is the most comfortable song I have heard tonight. If there is wine, I can bring a glass of wine and slowly loop through the night. "

Wang Zhao's feelings are also the feelings everyone heard.

Without Zhao Changshou's accident, even Li Bi's extremely powerful stage performance ability could not shake the first place of the master.

But now, it is clear that Zhao Changshou's first place should be hopeless.

Jiu Ge thought so too, so he looked a little dignified and asked 100 judges to start voting.

The show team knew, however, that Shen Huan had prepared only two songs for the grandfather. If the first round of this time lost, then the third round?

Come to sing a song temporarily, but it is completely useless!

At the same time, Shen Huan, who had already returned to the room, also faced the same problem: "What should I do if I lose in this round?"

"If those 100 people are very loving people, then they will not lose." Shen Huanzheng said, "If you lose, that is God's will."

Looking at him with such confidence, Shui Qianyu also felt relieved.

Since the summer vacation, Shen Huan has not disappointed.

But if she knew what Shen Huan was thinking now, she would violently beat this guy.

Egg!

This time I seem to be playing off!

Old man, old man, why are you so old and you can't help it?

You said that if you sing while crying, even if it is a bit out of tune, there is no problem, everyone can understand!

As a result, you do n’t sing directly, but it ’s a lot of trouble!

Shen Huan wanted to be a good person. When Zhao Changshou stepped onto the stage for the last time, he let his old lady take a look at it, and it was also the best memory.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Changshou's performance was unexpected, just like a hairy kid.

At that time, Shen Huan's pride did not allow him to use Zhao Changshou and his grandmother's affairs in exchange for sympathy.

Since it is wrong, it is wrong. If you lose, you lose.

In this game, with such a decision, you should bear all the consequences, instead of resentment like a little woman.

Even if there is a chance to turn around in this way, Shen Huan is unwilling.

In this way, you can ruin your whole person. Miss Xiao Tianhou, will not look down on the widow?

It's just that the reward of good man is not available.

I hope that the commission of "Han Donger" can be counted as my own completion.

Good man, you are not such a cruel system, right?

We are still good brothers and buddies!

Discussion forums on the Internet are also very tense at this time.

"How do I think Sister Xiaofeng's pretend is a little bit more comparable?"

"Yeah! It's time for you to say good things to the judges?"

"You look at the grim eyes of the judges, this time is really bad!"

"Che, what are you worried about? Isn't Sister Xiaofeng unprepared? If the old man won the next place, wouldn't we be able to listen to the third song?"

"No, but I heard that Sister Xiaofeng only prepared two songs for the old man, because he thinks two songs are enough!"

"Where did you hear that? Why don't I know?"

"What he said is true. The crew knows it all. My cousin came back and said, Xiao Feng is really amazing."

"But it's not amazing, but frightened?"

"What's the matter with you? Doesn't the old master fail to win the championship, which will affect Teacher Lu Xiaofeng's talent and status in the singing world? I don't know what it means!"

"..."

At this point, voting on the spot has also been completed.

Everyone noticed that Jiu's face suddenly changed a little, showing an incredible expression.

But he immediately turned into a smile, "Come, let's take a look, this last player, everyone's voting status ..."

Three lines of content immediately appeared on the big screen.

Artist judges: 45 votes.

Public judges: 45 votes.

Total votes: 90 votes.

Seeing this number, everyone took a breath.

Tang Yuan: "..."

Ranke: "..."

Wang Zhao: "..."

Public Judges: "..."

Musician judges: "..."

Live audience:"……"

Audience in front of the TV: "..."

People eating melon on the Internet: "..."

"Shady! Absolute shady!"

"Program crew, do you dare to be more bold? Ah? I like Father Zhao Changshou so much, and I think he messed up this time!"

"You do n’t help anything, you have to help!"

"The show" I Sing My Song "is dead, and I will resist it in the future!"

"Dirty show crew! Dirty Lu Xiaofeng, despicable Han Donger!"

"Hey hey, you just scold the show crew, what do you call our family Shen Huan? Are you deaf or blind? Didn't you hear what he said just now? He bears all the results, don't care! Such a person still Go back and cheat? "

"Yeah, I don't think it has anything to do with Lu Xiaofeng Han Donger, it should have been made by the show crew, I am!"

"..."

There was a lot of scolding on the Internet, and a lot of stunned audiences in front of the TV.

Even the audience at the scene was noisy.

Although they liked the old man very much and just cheered on him just now, they absolutely could not tolerate such blatant cheating.

Only those 100 judges, you look at me, I look at you, with a look of doubt, a look of wonder.

Jiu Ge deserves to be a famous host. He immediately took over the lens and let the lens light all hit him.

"Well, I know that everyone feels incredible about this result, and I myself think so." Jiu Ge said seriously, "But I want to tell you that this is the real result, and our show team did not move any hands or feet."

"Shh ..."

There was a hiss at the scene.

Jiu Ge didn't soften, he directly raised his voice, "Since everyone doesn't believe it, then we will interview the judges on the opposite side and ask them how they voted? Camera, please point to that side ..."

Fifty musician judges and 50 public judges are seated in two fan positions.

After the camera passed, Jiu Ge pointed at a 20-year-old female judge and asked her to speak.

"I ... I just thought that the old man was so poor. This kind of careless mistake made him all his efforts ..." The female public judge stuttered, "Since no one will vote for him again, I am One vote is a consolation ticket, otherwise his vote would be too bad. "

"Isn't it?" A musician judge on the opposite side grabbed the microphone directly: "You think so too? Me too! I have a sympathy ticket! He should have given such a big basket, why shouldn't you give it? ? "

"Do you think you are the only one who has sympathy?" A female musician below him replied: "When I watched them crying and laughing, I followed them crying. Why can't I give a sympathy ticket? "... Hey, what's the cruel hearted Ahuo, how are you? Don't tell me, you also voted?"

A judge with a braided male musician sitting in the first row heard the words with a bitter smile and turned back: "I'm not iron-hearted. How could this situation be sympathetic? I thought he would get twenty or thirty votes at most. I have to give him a little bit, so do n’t be so miserable! Otherwise, is n’t the old lady tonight tonight? Seeing him so pitiful! "

"me too!"

"I still think so!"

"Oh my God, how do you guys think like me?"

The public judges were even more upset. A group of people were embarrassed and couldn't believe it.

Brother Jiu: "..."

Six big judges: "..."

Audience: "..."

Audience in front of the TV: "..."

The melon-eating crowd who made a noise: "..."

Shen Huan in the room looked at ~ www.novelhall.com ~ and also a large stone fell to the ground.

Really endless!

Sure enough, good people have good rewards.

Feeling that Shen Huan, who was finally the protagonist, was finally a little protagonist, and in the joy of her heart, she felt brow dancing.

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