"Invitation card? Director, is this the ticket to the finals?"
Fang Qin asked casually.
There were so many singers in the room, but he was the only one who felt no pressure.
Hong Chou spread out the invitation cards, placed them on the table one by one, and said with a smile: "That's the right answer."
The singers' attention immediately shifted to the invitation card, and then they felt strange.
Isn’t it said that only the top three can directly advance to the finals? Why are there seven invitation cards?
Hong Cho picked up the cards in his hand and said: "At the beginning of the show, I already said that the top three in the two games will directly enter the finals. And the four extra invitation cards are blank."
As he spoke, he took out four of them and tore off the stickers one by one. As expected, the names and pictures were blank.
Hong Chou continued: "Whether you can write your name on it or not depends entirely on you. I know you must be curious about how to write your name on it. So, let's first reveal the results of this raid.
Go ahead."
Singers: "?"
Is there a causal relationship between the two?
You just want to whet your appetite!
Hong Chou looked at the singers and said: "There were two surprise battles in total. We already know the result of the first one. Jiang Guangyao eliminated Teacher Fang with a lead of 137 votes."
Fang Qin, who had his wounds sprinkled with salt, chili powder, and cumin powder, quit and stood up from the sofa, shouting: "Let's go, no more recording, no such thing."
Hong Cho quickly stopped him and said, "Teacher Fang, don't leave yet."
Fang Qin stopped and said, "It's okay if you don't leave. As long as I have the opportunity to write my name on the invitation card, then I won't leave."
Hong Cho said: "There is an opportunity."
"real?"
Fang Qin's face was filled with suspicion.
One of the reasons why he was making such a fuss was that he couldn't keep his face off, but it was more for the effect of the show. He didn't expect that there would really be a chance of resurrection.
Hong Zhao nodded and said: "Teacher Fang, please sit down first and wait until I announce the results of the next raid."
General Fang Qin went back and sat down doubtfully.
"In the second round, Tao Yang raided Xiong Yun. The number of valid votes we counted was 495 and Tao Yang's 286. The raid was successful."
Tao Yang pursed his lips and clenched his fists.
Although he was very happy in his heart, he did not show it. Now just that the raid was successful, it does not mean that he can enter the finals.
Xiong Yun, who was successfully raided, didn't have much expression.
As soon as he noticed that the audience's expressions were not very excited when he was singing, he expected that he might be eliminated.
The second reason is that Fang Qin can have the opportunity to write his name on the invitation card, so why can't he?
Seeing that neither of them had much reaction, Hong Zhao said: "You two are really more calm than the other. Okay, next, the singer who won the third place in this competition is..."
Except for Fang Qin and Xiong Yun, who were already confirmed to be eliminated, the remaining five singers were all shocked.
The third place in this field has a very high probability of getting the first ticket to advance to the finals.
"Chu Qingqiu."
Chu Qingqiu was stunned and asked cautiously: "Director Hong, do you want to ask me what I think of the third place?"
His tricks have scared people.
Hong Cho shook his head and said with a smile: "Congratulations, you are third in this field."
"Pop."
Everyone else gave them congratulatory applause.
She was second in the last game and third this time, so her promotion to the finals is already certain.
"At the same time, congratulations on getting a ticket to the finals."
Hong Chou said, picking up an invitation card from the table and tearing it open. Sure enough, her name and profile picture were printed on it.
Chu Qingqiu stood up, walked to Hong Chou, and took the ticket with both hands as if he was accepting an award.
In her mind, this ticket does represent an honor, an honor that is more worthy of her joy than the golden post-screening trophy obtained through operation.
Returning to sit down on the sofa, she held Zhou Ziwu's hand with her trembling hands, sharing her excitement with him.
"Congratulations." Zhou Ziwu whispered.
Chu Qingqiu held his hand and said, "You are next."
Zhou Ziwu was noncommittal.
You can't breastfeed until the results come out.
Over there, Hong Chou then announced, "The second place winner in this competition is Shi Yue."
"Pop."
There was another round of applause.
Looking at Shi Yue holding the invitation card, Zhou Ziwu smiled and said: "Sister Shi Yue, you are really amazing. You have never been in the top three in six regular competitions."
Glancing at the two people's hands that were still holding each other, Shi Yue made a pun and said: "Wherever I am, you are the ultimate winner."
She was sore.
Hong Cho picked up the last invitation card and said: "This last ticket to the finals belongs to the number one singer in this field, and at the same time, he is also the number one singer in the world. He is..."
When he said this, everyone knew who it was.
Zhou Ziwu broke into a cold sweat, "Director Hong, I don't want you to bring hatred to me like this."
Hong Chi said with a smile: "I haven't said who it is yet, so why did you just pick it up? It seems that you still lack a little humility."
Zhou Ziwu almost cried.
Seeing the collapse on his face, Hongchou came over and handed him the invitation card, "It's up to you to reveal this glorious moment."
Zhou Ziwu took the invitation card and slowly tore off the sticker on it. As the sticker peeled off, the information on it gradually emerged.
First the name [Zhou Ziwu], and then his handsome photo.
"Bah bang bang!"
Warm applause broke out.
He mentioned Shi Yueqiang before, but in the hearts of the singers present, he is the biggest favorite to win.
Out of six regular competitions, he took first place in four of them. In terms of results alone, who else is better than him?
Hong Chou followed up with a round of applause and said, "Okay, now that we've announced the top three in this game, it's time for us to talk about the ownership of these four blank invitation cards."
It turns out that there is a [breakout battle] between the regular competition and the finals.
In addition to the three singers who have passed through to the finals, the remaining six singers will compete in the breakout battle with Li Hui and Zhang Yang, who were eliminated in the first two rounds, to compete for these four empty final tickets.
As for who gets these four tickets, that is not Zhou Ziwu's concern. What he cares about is the finals in two weeks.
There are two rounds of competition in the finals, which are divided into guest singing and solo singing.
As the name suggests, in the first round, he will invite a singer to be his singing guest.
But here's the awkward part, most of the singer friends he knows are on the show...
You can't let your rivals competing on the same stage be your guest singers.
Shaking his head, he quickly put this ridiculous thought away. At the same time, the face of a middle-aged man appeared in his mind - Zhang Beifeng.
Xia people value courtesy and reciprocity. Isn't it too much to ask him to be a firefighter for you?
…
Sunday.
Eight o'clock in the morning, in hotel bed.
"Buzz, buzz."
The vibrating sound of the mobile phone beside the pillow made Zhou Ziwu wake up in confusion.
After seeing the name on the screen clearly, he suddenly woke up and sat up suddenly.
He had been waiting all night for this Fetion message.
Zhang Beifeng: [Sorry, I went to bed early last night and just saw the message. 】
Zhou Ziwu: [Brother Zhang, please give it a try. How about it? Brother Zhang, can you be my guest singer? 】
Zhang Beifeng: [Although I really want to promise you, I'm really sorry. On the day of the finals, I have a concert. ]