PS: Second update

The Voice Competition is still in full swing.

The performance on the field was very intense, and all the contestants tried their best to compete for the semi-finals. Only after winning the semi-finals were qualified to compete for the first Voice Championship in a week.

The first champion is of great significance no matter what, after all, it is a historical record of expanding territory.

Chu Qing didn't really think much about the championship seat, so he had a pretty good attitude, and he felt that he just had to sing every song well.

Although Xu Wanying lost in the battle with Chu Qing, Xu Wanying's own strength and popularity were not weak at all. In the next game, Xu Wanying almost beat Chen Gaoyang from Deng Peichuan's group and became one of the candidates for the semi-finals.

Chen Gaoyang, a 1.9-meter-tall Northeastern man, shed tears on the stage after losing the game. It was obvious that he had a very unwilling mood and discomfort in his eyes, but the game was a game. Even if you were sad, you could only accept the result.

It is useless to sell a snot and tears.

You are not a beauty, no one will sympathize with you if you are in a miserable state...

Chu Qing and Zhao Ying'er quietly sat in the chair in the lounge and watched the game on the stage.

Zhao Ying'er held Chu Qing's hand tightly, as if she was afraid that if she didn't hold Chu Qing tightly, she would let go and run away.

Chu Qing felt that she was not very comfortable being held like this. It was true that the lounge had air conditioning and it was quite comfortable, but the hands of both of them were very hot...

Chu Qing wanted to break away, but Zhao Ying'er was extremely reliable. Chu Qing couldn't break away for a while. Maybe he could break away with force, but Chu Qing was afraid that he would hurt Zhao Ying'er with force...

All right……

Chu Qing looked at Zhao Ying'er speechlessly at this moment, but saw that the expression on Zhao Ying'er's face looked at the stage like a person who was fine, without feeling the heat in her palm at all.

Helpless.

Doesn't she feel hot anymore?

Yes, Chu Qing was helpless.

"My competition is about to be done, I have to prepare..." Chu Qing, who was covered with heat, finally spoke.

"Ah, what are you preparing for?" Zhao Ying'er turned her head and looked at Chu Qing with a silly smile.

Her IQ seemed to be as silly as if she had been taken away by something.

"I have to at least debug the guitar in advance... It will be embarrassing if the guitar sound is not accurate to play."

"Oh..." Zhao Yinger nodded and saw the expression on Chu Qing's face before letting go.

After releasing his mouth, Chu Qing also breathed a sigh of relief.

He stood up, picked up the guitar next to him, and listened very seriously to every tone.

He frowned sometimes, and stretched and relaxed sometimes.

Zhao Ying'er just looked at Chu Qing like this.

Many people say that men who are serious are the most attractive and attractive, and Zhao Yinger thinks this sentence is indeed correct.

After Chu Qing adjusted the guitar tone, he carefully carried the guitar on his back and stood up to look at the big screen.

The big screen shows that the showdown between the two singers is over. After the voting is over, it is time for Chu Qing to appear...

"What song are you going to sing?" Zhao Ying'er asked as she looked at Chu Qing's serious look.

"Let's hometown." Chu Qing laughed.

"Is my hometown... the one written by Qin and Han dynasties?"

"It's not my original one."

“Original?”

"Yes, original." Chu Qing nodded at Zhao Ying'er without blushing.

Anyway, I am a time traveler, and the time traveler is the biggest.

You said plagiarism?

How can the world of time travelers be said to be plagiarism? Are all these original?

"Come on, I won't say it anymore. Not only did I stop talking, I feel that I feel a little sympathetic to your opponent..." Zhao Ying'er suddenly laughed playfully.

"What do you sympathize with?" Chu Qing looked at Zhao Ying'er's smile. He felt that Zhao Ying'er's smile was very unfathomable.

"After other singers go on stage and sing songs, at least there is some suspense in the popularity vote, but when you go on stage... tsk tsk..." Zhao Ying'er's beautiful face smiled even brighter.

"What's wrong?"

"Stupid, there is no suspense in the popularity vote."

"Haha." Chu Qing looked at Zhao Ying'er's teasing smile, and he also smirked.

Zhao Ying'er seems to have a lot of humor.

But this joke is not too funny, a little cold...

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"Zhou Hong, please feel sorry for me, I'll wait for you outside."

Chen Gaoyang lost the game and cried loudly, but when he left the stage, he passed by the students' lounge, he happened to see Zhou Hong holding a guitar, and he couldn't help but stop his steps.

"..." The student named Zhou Hong looked very miserable and tried hard to show his smile to indicate that he was not discouraged, but the smile he showed felt like he was smiling bitterly no matter how he looked.

Chen Gaoyang patted Zhou Hong on the shoulder and left. Although he lost the game, he suddenly felt much better after seeing Zhou Hong's originally depressed mood for no reason...

Well, he even felt that he was lucky to lose in Xu Wanying.

About twenty minutes later, another young man with red hair came over. When the red haired young man came in, his face was gloomy and low, and even his eyes were frustrated. However, after he glanced at Zhou Hong, the red haired young man laughed for no reason.

Although he reminded himself that he should be very sad after losing the game, he should not laugh, he should maintain this low expression and never show a gloating expression, which is normal, but...

Wait, why is it a gloating expression?

What's wrong with me?

"Come on, Zhou Hong, I will wait for you outside. I hope you don't let me wait for how long, haha!" The red-haired young man was too much more than Chen Gaoyang. Chen Gaoyang didn't say anything, but the red-haired young man said directly, don't let me wait for how long, haha, leaving with laughter.

Zhou Hong felt even more depressed as he watched the red-haired young man leave.

However, his depression did not last much. More than twenty minutes later, someone came to the lounge again...

Zhou Hong looked up.

"Young man, come on, I'm optimistic about you, huh, don't be shaved! I'll wait for you..."

“…”

After a while, the door of the lounge opened again...

"Young man, I won't say anything about Ji'ai, but what do you think? Let's wait for you to poke mahjong together..."

“…”

Zhou Hong watched the four bastards walk past him and each of them looked extremely happy. After he was as happy as if he had picked up a treasure, Zhou Hong's mood instantly didn't know how to describe it.

Why do you still smile like this after losing the game?

Are you numb? Is there any morality in your heart?

Isn’t I going to compete with Aoko in the next game?

What if my strength suddenly explodes and I win the game with an upset?

Is there still a miracle in this world?

I will counterattack, I will slap in the face, I will let the entire Voice show know who is the real potential champion, I will...

Thinking of this, I inexplicably thought of Chu Qing's terrifying popularity and his upside-down singing skills...

The originally hot, ambitious heart was half cold.

Then, Zhou Hong suddenly realized that playing mahjong was actually quite interesting...

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"Next, I will announce the popular student Chu Qing of Jiang Feng Group, against Deng Peichuan Group's gentle singing voice Zhou Hong!"

As the host announced the students who would appear next, the entire audience of the Good Voice screamed in excitement.

Chu Qing still walked up step by step, walking very slowly, but very steadily.

He feels that he has to give his all in every game.

Zhou Hong's expression was very strange. Although he looked majestic with his head held high, his face was not very good-looking. I don't even know if it was an illusion. Everyone had the strange idea that Zhou Hong was not participating in a singing competition, but was directly used as cannon fodder to go to the battlefield.

Zhou Hong is very miserable...

The moment he walked onto the stage of Good Voice, he felt his mentality explode a little, and he looked down...

The audience below, these tutors, seem to be watching Qingzi, why no one is watching me?

Why is even Teacher Deng Peichuan looking at Qingzi?

Depend on!

No one follows me?
To be continued...