Time passes.

The vote continues.

The audience who had voted were nervous and excited to stare at the big screen.

On the two large screens on the left and right, the numbers were still the same, but the gap soon appeared.

Seeing the numbers on the big screen, many people started screaming and cheering.

"Shh!"

He Qifeng raised his right hand and signaled everyone to be quiet.

"Now, there is less than a minute before the end of the vote. If you haven't voted yet, you can continue to send text messages to our voting platform."

Standing on the stage, Tian Xin tightened her hands nervously, her palms were already covered with cold sweat. She quietly looked at Jun Qing not far away.

Jun Qing's hands were also held together, but not as nervous as Tian Xin, and her fingers were gently stroking the ring on her hand.

At this moment, Jun Qing was not thinking about how many tickets he could get, but was thinking about Di Lin.

That song was written for him.

When she wrote that RAP last night, she almost carefully reviewed the various things she had in the past ten years.

When she just sang this song, the memories of the past were vivid in her mind, and her mood was still immersed in warm emotions.

That guy hasn't heard of her latest version yet, I wonder if he will like it?

He should be the last port of this route tonight. He will return tomorrow morning and will be back in three or four days.

I don't know if he will watch her live broadcast.

...

On the big screen, there are less than thirty seconds left in the countdown.

On the two large screens, the numbers are still changing.

The lens advances a close-up, showing the numbers above.

More than 97,000 votes.

...

In the venue, many spectators stood up from the chairs excitedly and couldn't help but applaud.

Jun Qing came back to her senses and looked around curiously, and Tian Xin also looked nervously in the direction of the audience.

The two of them turned their backs to the big screen, and no one knew what the situation was now, and they could not be sure what the audience cheers meant.

“There are ten seconds left before the vote ends.”

As soon as He Qifeng finished speaking, the audience in the venue had already begun to count down.

“10!”

“9!”

...

On the big screen, the numbers leaped sharply, breaking from five-digit to six-digit.

"yeah!"

"Wow—"

...

"Voting... end!"

With He Qifeng's voice, deafening cheers sounded.

Mu Jinbai and the other three judges stood up from the chairs and applauded.

At this time, the barrage had exploded.

Considering the performance of the program, the director did not broadcast the total number of votes on the big screen. The audience on the scene could see the number of votes on the big screen, but the audience outside the scene could not see the number.

Seeing the sudden cheers in the venue, no one knew what was going on.

【Whose ticket screen is the one with a hundred thousand?】

[The program team will die if you can't help but feel like you. Can't we watch two screens at the same time?]

【That is, heart disease must be urgent】

[Who has the address of the director, I want to send him a blade]

[How many votes are Xiao Fenghuang? I voted for both mobile phones]

[What are two mobile phones? I have cast all my parents and brother’s phones. Little Phoenix must win]

[Aren’t you afraid that she is Jun Xing?]

[Even if Xiao Fenghuang is Jun Qing, she is still a champion who has won by her strength. How sour are you?]

[No matter who the little phoenix is, our Phoenix Legion will follow us all the way.]

[Whose votes are the ones with 100,000 votes? Is it the little phoenix?]

...

Outside the venue, the audience was so anxious that they wanted to strangle the director on the spot, He Qifeng's voice sounded again.

"Moon Hare, Mrs.D, now the vote is over. What do you want to say before I allow you to turn around and see your vote?"

Tian Xin bit her lip behind the mask, lifted the sweaty microphone and sent it to her lips.

"I...I didn't perform well today, but...I have tried my best. No matter what the result is, I will... have no regrets."

"So, Mrs.D?"

Jun Qing looked around and bent down deeply.

"Thank you all who voted for me, thank you!"

If someone is worried that he will lose, he will take the initiative to excuse himself.

A person who does not know whether he has won or not is already sincerely thanking him.

Everyone has a scale in their hearts, so naturally they can be called the most important person.

"Okay!" He Qifeng took two steps and turned around, "You two can turn around now and see how you get the votes."

Tian Xin couldn't wait to turn her face, and Jun Qing also turned around curiously.

Seeing the numbers on the large screens on both sides, the two were stunned at the same time.

On Tian Xin's scoring screen on the right, there is a five-digit number: 53,876 votes.

On the Junqing plan screen on the left, a six-digit number is displayed: 103782 votes.

More than 100,000 votes, nearly double the gap, absolutely crushing the opponent's number.

Tian Xin was frozen in place.

She lost, she lost miserably.

This result was far more terrifying than she thought.

Jun Qing was also stunned. She didn't expect that she would get so many tickets.

"The first season of "Fake King Dance" ended and was officially released. No. 09 contestant Mrs.D won 103,782 votes and became the king of singers of this year. Congratulations Mrs.D!"

The applause rang again, and Jun Qing thanked everyone again.

Tian Xin held his hands hanging beside her, clenched them bit by bit, and then the next step was to take off the mask.

As the saying goes, the higher you climb, the heavier you fall.

Especially now, she still lost the final with such a bleak result.

It is not difficult to imagine that tomorrow morning, overwhelming news will sweep across major media, and her name will always be nailed to the pillar of shame for losers.

He Qifeng took the microphone from her hand and felt the wet and greasy sweat on the microphone. He secretly felt a little nauseous.

But he is a well-known host and still has a professional smile on his face.

"Moon Hare, very sorry, now... I have to ask you to take off your mask!"

Tian Xin nodded, raised her hands and pinched the lace of the mask.

The camera pushed her face, and the white rabbit mask slid down silently, but she tried hard to control her tears.

He Qifeng handed the microphone back to her, and Tian Xin took the microphone.

"I am...actor Tian Xin, I'm sorry to let everyone down."

"It's only one step away from the King of Singers. I believe that Tian Xin is still honored even if she is defeated!" He Qifeng smiled and comforted her, "Let's give her some encouragement and applause."

Amid applause, Tian Xin stepped down sadly.

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Chapter completed!