Shanghai, evening, hotel booked by the program crew of "Singing a New Voice".

"Sing a New Voice" has been aired for two episodes, and with the fermentation of hot search topics on Weibo, the popularity of the program has completely increased.

The entrance to the hotel was crowded. At a glance, it was full of people. At least dozens of media, large and small, gathered together. Plus fans watching the excitement, it was a huge crowd.

The hotel had to send out security guards to maintain order and prohibit irrelevant people from entering the hotel, but the order outside the door could not be controlled so much.

A taxi drove into the temporary parking passage. Many reporters and fans' eyes lit up and they stretched their necks to look at the people getting out of the car.

It was Li Su, dragging his suitcase out of the back seat.

"Alas." Everyone obviously sighed, but having some material was better than nothing. Some entertainment reporters still set up their cameras and took a few pictures.

"He is the roommate who lives in the same room as Ye Zhiqiu!"

Someone shouted something, the reporters' eyes lit up, and several microphones were immediately put to Li Su's mouth.

"Hello player Li Su, what do you think of this team PK competition format?"

"Wang Nanchen has issued a challenge to Ye Zhiqiu, do you think he will agree?"

"Which one of the two do you think will win?"

Questions were asked one by one, almost all about Ye Zhiqiu. How could Li Su's shy character cope with such a situation? He hesitated and was speechless for a while.

At this moment, a Mercedes-Benz MPV stopped in the driveway, and a man in a suit immediately ran out of the co-pilot and waited at the rear door.

Who is this mentor? Everyone looked at him in confusion.

A man with a feminine appearance walked out, but it was Wang Nanchen.

"Ahhhh! Wang Nanchen!"

"Wang Nanchen! I love you!"

"Husband, you are the best~!"

Gathering outside the hotel, there were obviously many fans of Wang Nanchen, all of whom were girls. The moment they saw Wang Nanchen, screams broke out everywhere.

A group of entertainment reporters were even more excited than the fans. They all rushed towards Wang Nanchen with a "boom" sound. Li Su, who had been surrounded just now, suddenly became empty.

Dozens of microphones and recording pens were crowded around Wang Nanchen's mouth.

"Mr. Wang Nanchen, what do you think of this PK?"

"You named Ye Zhiqiu for a fight. Is it because of personal grudges? It is said that there was a conflict between you in the first episode of the show."

"Ye Zhiqiu has not yet responded in any media channels. Do you think he will agree to your letter of challenge?"

"Ye Zhiqiu's strength in the first two periods is obvious to all. Do you have confidence?"

Facing reporters who were like wolves and tigers, Wang Nanchen had obviously been trained and seemed much calmer.

His eyes moved slightly and locked onto a media that cooperated with Yinghong Entertainment. Wang Nanchen showed what he thought was the most perfect smile and said: "The video on the Internet is indeed true, but it doesn't mean anything. He and I have no personal grudges.

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"Player Ye Zhiqiu is a powerful opponent. Since we want to compete, of course we must choose the strongest player to challenge. This is why I am issuing a challenge. Of course I hope he can take up the challenge."

"Finally, regarding this competition, I would like to reveal that what I want to perform is not a singing and dancing song, but a ballad. I hope that I can have an upright duel with Ye Zhiqiu in the field that he is good at. Thank you."

Every time Wang Nanchen said something, the eyes of many entertainment reporters lit up, and the fans on the side were already climaxing.

"Ah ah, my husband is so handsome!"

"Husband, you are the best, you will definitely be promoted!"

"No matter what song you perform, we support you!"

Big news!

Everyone knows that Wang Nanchen’s style and strength is singing and dancing, and he is also the only singing and dancing contestant in the program group.

But this time, for the first time, he chose to sing a ballad and go head-to-head with Ye Zhiqiu. Where did he get the courage?

But reporters don’t care whether you win or lose. Anyway, it’s full of stunts, and today’s article is ready.

Having achieved his goal, Wang Nanchen waved to his fans with a smile on his face, and then walked into the hotel with great satisfaction after making a lot of screams.

The reporters looked very excited, but they still gathered at the door of the hotel and did not disperse.

The other rightful owner hasn’t appeared yet!

Ye Zhiqiu has no social media account, no agent, and he is not even sure about the means of transportation he will take, and his itinerary is not known at all.

But they knew that as long as they came to the hotel door and guarded it, they would always be able to block it.

Nearly an hour later, another taxi stopped in the temporary lane.

The reporters glanced at it with disinterest and took no action.

Similar situations have happened three times, and each time it was not Ye Zhiqiu himself, and everyone was tired.

It's already eight o'clock in the evening! We haven't eaten yet, can you come earlier?

Or, that guy has already arrived?

Impossible! They came here two days in advance to guard the place.

At this moment, a pair of long legs stepped out of the taxi, followed by a tall figure carrying a backpack.

It was Ye Zhiqiu who arrived belatedly!

What the hell!

Ye Zhiqiu, who had just gotten out of the car and yawned, was also shocked when he saw the exaggerated scene.

A person and a group of people looked at each other. In Ye Zhiqiu's astonished eyes, the eyes of a group of entertainment reporters flashed as if they were prey, their faces gradually distorted, and they rushed towards him.

Before Ye Zhiqiu could react, he fell into a crowd of people the next moment.

"What...wait...fuck!"

If Ye Zhiqiu described the situation at the scene, it was like a subway car on the most crowded line during the morning rush hour, making it difficult to even breathe.

Microphones and recording pens swarmed towards Ye Zhiqiu, and some bastard with more than a thousand degrees of myopia poked the pen into his nostril.

"Mr. Ye Zhiqiu, may I ask..."

"Ye Zhi..."

Questions from reporters came like a storm, and Ye Zhiqiu felt his ears buzzing.

I tried to squeeze out with my relatively strong body, but it turned out to be a futile effort. I managed to get rid of a person, and someone immediately took over from behind.

"I said! Get out of the way! Otherwise no one will answer!!!"

Ye Zhiqiu was so angry that he looked up to the sky and roared loudly.

Perhaps because the shouting was too sad and angry, all the reporters finally calmed down a little. They all looked at each other and took half a step back. However, they still surrounded Ye Zhiqiu, for fear that he would run away.

Ye Zhiqiu took a few deep breaths and was extremely embarrassed. His head was messed up, his clothes were wrinkled, and even the heels of his shoes were stepped on by someone and they almost fell off.

Ye Zhiqiu's face turned dark, he jumped on one foot a few times to put on his shoes, and said in a bad tone: "Five questions, raise your hand to ask!"

"Whoosh!"

After the words fell, a row of hands were raised, and Ye Zhiqiu casually clicked on one.

The bald middle-aged man in a plaid shirt and thick glasses had a surprised look on his face and poked the recording pen in front of Ye Zhiqiu's face.

"Hello, Sun Entertainment. What do you think of Wang Nanchen's letter of challenge?"

There was still a trace of crystal luster on the recording pen. When he saw that it was the pen that poked his nostril just now, Ye Zhiqiu's face turned green.

"How to watch it? Use your mobile phone to watch it!"
Chapter completed!