Five hundred and eighty-four points.

Looking at this score, Tian Tian wanted to cry, but she still had to maintain a smile on her face and bowed to everyone: "Thank you, three teachers, and thank you for your judges."

After Tian Tian stepped down, the host gave a round of commentary: "Although the performance of the No. 1 player is a little flawed, it is still a wonderful singing... The off-field chart will be scored later... Before the final score comes out, let us invite No. 2 player... Zhang Wei!"

Tian Tian couldn't hear these sounds.

At this moment, she could hardly control her tears.

but……

The scores on the off-field list cheered her up a little.

"You can't cry. I haven't lost yet. I'm a girl and I have an advantage. In terms of appearance, even Xu Weiwei can't compete with me. I will definitely be able to fight back on the off-site list. The audience's eyes are bright. Not to mention entering the top three, it is absolutely no problem to complete the advancement."

Thinking of this, Tian Tian glanced at Lu Lianxiao and stopped talking.

If you can enter the top ten super singing, each one is either related or has strength.

But even those who come in through relationships, such as Tian Tian and Yu Yu, their ability to distinguish and appreciate music is above the level.

They all understand Lu Lianxiao's true level - making up for several levels.

But it cannot withstand the relationship between others and enter with paid attention.

In this case, although the remaining singers were not happy, they did not show it.

There were even three newcomers who understood what it meant to be a singer like Lu Lianxiao who had capital behind him, so they took the initiative to come forward to say hello and maintain friendly relations.

After all, everyone is adult.

I know more or less the rules in society, and I won’t be like when I was young, and I’m angry and I’ll be tempted by the sky and the earth.

Just keep silent, just say, I'm annoyed, let's destroy it.

There is only Tian Tian, ​​a lady from a wealthy family. Whether it is described as innocent or silly, she lacks social beatings, and she looks like she doesn't like Lu Lianxiao no matter how she looks.

One by one, the contestants performed on stage.

Although the others also noticed that something was wrong in the field, they were relatively stable and they performed poorly, but their scores were generally lower than those in the past.

According to the explanations of the three judges, in the final, they will present the most professional level to review each singer, striving to make the singers perform at their best and present the best singing to the audience across the country.

After one contestants came on stage, Lu Lianxiao, who was the finale, came on stage.

The moment Lu Lianxiao was about to enter the venue, the public judges who were already a little whispering suddenly became quiet.

At this moment, the super singing venue was silent, and even the host stopped due to the brewing emotions. The atmosphere in the venue was extremely quiet.

One second!

Two seconds...

It's like the tranquility before a storm!

It's like at dawn, waiting for a ray of light to pass through the sky!

even……

It seems that in order to have better lung capacity to shout and cheer, more than half of the public judges took a deep breath.

More than two hundred people inhale at the same time, and the sounds overlapped, especially in the concert venue that had been silent for two or three seconds...

Suddenly, it seemed like the whistling sound of a storm really formed!

and……

The scene of more than 200 people taking in breaths at the same time shocked the members of the originally reserved public jury and couldn't help but take a breath of air conditioning.

For a moment, the temperature in the field seemed to have risen several degrees, and the atmosphere...

It's getting hot!

"Welcome to our No. 10 contestant, Qu Zhiyin, the strongest treble king of this season!"

The host gave the order!

This command was like a military training choir. The first sound of singing suddenly...

"ah!"

"Qu Zhiyin!Qu Zhiyin! I love you!"

"I saw Qu Zhiyin! Ah! I'm going to die! I'm going to die!"

The cheers, shouts and sounds that were almost overturning the entire studio burst out from the public judges' seats like a rush.

Hundreds of people cheered and screamed in unison, as if they were thunder, shocking the judges, members of the program team, nine contestants, their agents and others, making them grow their mouths in surprise, and their eardrums are "buzzing".

"It's too...too exaggerated!?"

Even Lu Lianxiao seemed to be shocked by the enthusiasm of everyone on the public judges' seat.

"It's OK."

He kept saying hello to everyone and pressed his right hand down, as if he wanted everyone not to be so enthusiastic.

Unfortunately, everyone couldn't hear his voice.

Everyone acts according to the script, how can each of them have such accurate judgment and can perform based on the scene?

even……

Seeing Lu Lianxiao waved his hand, the audience in the public judges couldn't help but stand up excitedly, cheering, and dancing.

Some people screamed for a moment, their eyes rolled and they fainted.

and……

There are quite a few, with more than a dozen people.

More than a dozen of the 500 public judges fell. As for those who cried with joy and were inexplicably excited, the basic operations were no longer enough to attract the attention of the crowd.

The news media at the scene looked at each other and didn't know what to do for a moment.

"Brother, what should I do?"

The photographer carrying the camera faces the interviewer.

They are broadcasting, but this picture...

I dare not look, I dare not look.

"this……"

The interviewer wiped the sweat that did not exist on his forehead: "This is a live broadcast. Is it too much for such an exaggeration?"

“I think it’s a bit…”

"What about the comments in the live broadcast area? Is it a collapse? After all, everyone is not blind, and the audience's eyes are sharp."

"this……"

An assistant looked at his phone and his face looked a little weird: "Not..."

As he said that, he handed the live broadcast interface of the comment section and the barrage section to the interviewer.

The interface is densely filled with barrage and comments that are almost impossible to see the screen.

"My husband appears! He appears! Qu Zhiyin! The strongest newcomer! You are the best!"

"I finally saw Qu Zhiyin. In front of Qu Zhiyin, the treble prince, Xu Weiwei, Zhang Wei, and Tian Tian, ​​they will be instantly turned into a scum!"

"Do you know how hard my Yinyin works? He doesn't even care about resting while eating, and is listening to music while on the speaker, learning the singing skills of top singers in it! If he doesn't succeed, it's unreasonable!"

"Qu Zhiyin's songs are the most profound and artistic songs. Those who curse and slander Qu Zhiyin online, do you understand music or art? If you don't understand, don't yell here!"

"Whether a song is good or not, whether a singer has strength depends on your evaluation of one or two people, but on those professionals and big data. The popularity list will be released soon, let's wait and see!"

Similar to simple and straightforward comments, there are countless barrages, and it seems that there are hundreds and thousands of them are sent out every second.

At the beginning, many people kept typing out the words "口山" and "Xibei", but soon, these comments were overwhelmed by countless praises.

The impact of comments in a second and barrage is simply beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

after all……

Ordinary people are too lazy to post comments when watching live broadcasts. Even if they post comments, there are only one or two at best, so how can there be hundreds of people or thousands of people keep posting?

In addition to these comments, there are also a lot of guiding content in the barrage. Under the interference of these contents, those who could not help but want to complain could not help but hesitate.

They think that it may be because they really don’t have artistic cells and cannot appreciate the charm of Qu Zhiyin’s songs, rather than what he can’t sing?

The retreat of these people has left hundreds of thousands of accounts manipulated by hundreds of navy troops without any rivals. The live broadcast room and comment section are filled with praise for the songs of Qu Zhiyin.

"Does we... broadcast?"

The photographer hesitated.

The assistant looked at him too.

The interviewer looked at the audience.

As Lu Lianxiao's song of unknown what he was singing, the public judges stood up, waved their mobile phone lights, and swayed neatly to his rhythm, like lights and waves.
To be continued...