Chapter 270 270? I can't fault it
Amid the warm applause of the audience, the rematch of "Mask King" officially began.
"Now, let us welcome our four guest judges with the warmest applause, the godfather of pop music, Chen Jiahuan, and the queen of Chinese Zhou Ziwen..." With He Qifeng's voice, the three judges and teachers walked onto the stage one after another, "Of course, there is also our... Mu Shen Mu Jinbai!"
When Mu Jinbai appeared on the stage, the applause in the venue reached its first peak.
"There are 19 professional judges and 499 public judges. Our on-site votes are now 518, which is a total of 410 more votes than the initial competition!"
After the four people took the seat, He Qifeng explained the rematch system to everyone.
"Now, please give us the applause to the professional judges and public judges who have picked it out online and traveled thousands of miles to come from all over the country."
After applause, He Qifeng raised his left hand and raised a palm.
"In addition to the increase in the number of judges, we have another small change, which is to vote first and then comment - our four mentors will comment on the contestants' songs after everyone votes, and give the initiative of the contestants completely to the judges on the scene. If the contestants want your vote, they must rely on their performance on stage to strive for it."
This decision was also a major decision made by Mu Jinbai after the preliminary round.
Voting first and then commenting has broken the precedents of most similar programs.
After He Qifeng announced the incident, there was a big commotion in the audience.
After all, the comment teachers are professional, and if they say it is good, they will give the judges on the scene a lot of psychological hints.
These judges all registered online and randomly selected from online computers, namely young people in their teens and middle-aged people in their thirties and forties.
From all over the world, from all walks of life, everyone has different preferences, and relying solely on their performance on the stage to win the vote. This is undoubtedly a lot more difficult for the contestants.
"It seems that tonight is a big test for all our players." He Qifeng raised his right hand, "Now, please look at the big screen. Tonight's top three players, there are twelve players in the top three in the four preliminary rounds, and they will compete for eight promotion places. They are..."
On the big screen, everyone's singing short films appear in turn.
The number of votes in the preliminary round will be displayed one by one.
"Player No. 1 Qi Qi, player No. 5 is playing randomly...Player No. 02 Yue Yetu, player No. 03 Zhou Zhou, of course..." He Qifeng raised his tone, "Player No. 09, who advanced with full votes, advanced!"
On the big screen, the picture of Jun Qing participating in the competition is displayed.
The applause and screams in the venue burst into pieces in an instant.
There is no doubt that among all the contestants, Jun Qing has the highest approval rating.
The orchestra's chief cello position, Leng Mo raised his face and stared at the big screen.
In the judges' seat, Mu Jinbai, who had always had a calm expression, raised the corners of his lips slightly.
In the corner of the audience, Di Lin, wearing a suit, stared at the familiar figure on the big screen, and his face was also gentle.
"Shh--" He Qifeng put his right hand up to his lips, pressing his voice, "Now, our computer will automatically match the first player, please look at...the big screen!"
On the big screen, 01 to 12, twelve numbers change rapidly.
"stop!"
With He Qifeng's voice, the numbers are frozen-07.
"Ask, contestant No. 07, Xuehu! Her competition track is - "Red Beans"!"
This singer, who once competed with Jun Qing, wore a red dress to mop the floor, changed the high pitch and heartbreaking of the last "Li Song" and started with a soft and light voice.
Computer matching, her PK singer is Mr. Xiaopang No. 08.
In the end, Snow Fox won 455 votes, defeating Mr. Xiaopang with a difference of seven votes.
"Okay, let us congratulate Xuehu and ask Mr. Xiaopang to prepare for a resurrection match for a while."
The game continued, with computer draws, and other players also played one after another.
Player No. 05.
Player No. 12.
...
After eight contestants took the stage to PK, He Qifeng once again stepped onto the stage.
"Now, four players have advanced, four have entered the seat to be decided, and four players are waiting for the competition. They are No. 02 player ‘Moon Hare’, No. 03 player ‘Zhou Zhou’, No. 06 player ‘Wei Xiaobao’, and No. 09 player Mrs. D. Wow——” He Qifeng sighed exaggeratedly, “I say computer children’s shoes. The more you want to see them, the more you don’t let her come out, right?!”
The whole audience burst into laughter.
"Okay, let's see who will be next to appear. Computer children's shoes, give some strength, now... the computer lottery begins!"
On the big screen, four numbers jump quickly.
Off-field, including players in the lounge and assistants, all stared at the big screen.
The players who have not yet appeared in the lounge are even more nervous at this moment.
Everyone knows that Jun Qing has excellent strength, so naturally no one wants to compete with her.
In the lounge No. 9, Zhao Yiyi also nervously clasped her hands tightly in front of her chest.
Jun Qing, who was afraid of everyone, was sitting on the sofa, and his fingers gently tucked the petals of the champagne rose in the gift box.
It depends on people and the success of heaven.
No matter who the other party is, she just needs to work hard to do her part to the best.
On the big screen, the changing numbers finally freeze.
"Welcome, contestant No. 03 Zhou Zhou - "If I WereaBoy" (if I was a boy)!"
Hearing this name, Jun Qing raised her face and looked at the TV screen.
Zhou Zhou, wearing a black swan mask on her face, appeared on the stage. The girl had a slender figure, wearing a dark red wide-leg jumpsuit, and her long black hair was tied up neatly behind her head.
From head to toe, it is extremely simple, walk slowly onto the stage, and the gait is calm and atmospheric.
"What a nice view!"
Zhao Yiyi couldn't help but exclaim.
Jun Qing leaned on the sofa and observed Zhou Zhou on the stage.
"She should be a model."
Only those who often go on the catwalk will have such gait and temperament.
Standing in the middle of the stage, Zhou Zhou took a light breath and raised the microphone to send it to his lips.
“IfIwereaboy
if I were a Boy
Evenjustforaday
Even if the deadline is only one day
…”
Compared to rehearsal, Zhou Zhou performed better this time.
The pure tone resounded throughout the scene, from the initial low to the exposure of the chorus part, and the slightly hard rock singing style made Jun Qing get goosebumps.
The song ended, and the applause was thunderous.
"All judges, please pick up your voting machine and vote for every week."
The voting time is one minute, and after one minute, the voting ends.
On the big screen, the numbers are frozen—
495 votes.
In the venue, there was thunderous applause.
"Congratulations to Zhou Zhou, this is the highest number of votes among all contestants so far. Now, please give me a comment from four mentors."
The other three mentors were very grateful, and even Mu Jinbai, who had always been harsh, was rare this time without any sarcastic tongue.
Chapter completed!