"That's great!" Tang Yue was happy when he heard this: "Then we will represent China and win a World Cup championship!"

"Pfft," Zhou Yiyang was immediately amused by Tang Yue's words and couldn't help but look at her one more time: "You are planning to realize your dream for the national football team."

"Hey," Ling Hu couldn't help but raise his wine glass at this time, squinted his eyes, and said to the person in front of him: "We are eating, why not talk about something else!"

"Brother Yang," Luo Chen bit his chopsticks gently at this time, glanced at Zhou Yiyang opposite him, and asked with a smile: "Who do you think they are most likely to get this time?

"

"Are you referring to the popularity ranking of the first issue?" Zhou Yiyang seemed to have spent an hour thinking about this question before giving his answer: "Then I think it should be number one, right? Network

In terms of voting, I don’t think anyone is better than the four of them.”

"Brother Yang, are you too optimistic about us?" Lin Xuan'er raised her eyebrows. Judging from her expression, she seemed to be a little modest. "I watched several performances in the competition area, and I found that many popular singers,

The first-round votes don’t seem to be that high because passers-by have high expectations for them, and if their performance is not as good as expected, they won’t vote for them again.”

"This song of yours," Zhou Yiyang stretched out and said with a smile, "there shouldn't be anyone who doesn't perform as well as expected, right?"

"What song?" He Lianbei asked curiously.

"It's confidential." Wang Xingrui laughed: "During our rehearsal, no one was allowed to watch. It was just to create a sense of mystery."

After hearing what Wang Xingrui said, they all nodded in understanding and stopped pressing.

But there was a fire in my heart, and I couldn't wait to rush to the game three days later.

The same is true for the people in Chengdu. How they wish time could pass faster and faster.

Just watching various materials and information from the Internet and short videos can no longer satisfy these audiences.

Three days later.

The day of the World Singer Contest performance finally arrived, and hot searches started this morning and continued into the evening.

At six o'clock, one thousand lucky spectators with the right to vote had already entered the stadium under the guidance of the staff.

"Wow, has this stadium been specially renovated? It feels more beautiful than before." An audience member who had been here to watch a concert exclaimed.

"So is it really going to be a live broadcast later?" Some viewers reached out and patted their cheeks, showing a shocked expression: "I can't believe it. I thought it would become unique in our country.

The recording is here!”

"It must be a live broadcast. Isn't the biggest gimmick of this world singer competition the live broadcast? It would be boring if it turned into a recording."

"But I'm still so nervous. What if the singer I like doesn't perform well? If they don't sing well, will they be eliminated in the first round?"

"Hey, who are your fans? Why don't we all share some ideas?"

"Moonlight Girls! I like the four of them so much. They sing beautifully and they are beautiful!"

"My favorite is Wen Yuan. My mother is her die-hard fan. This time I got the ticket, so I came here to vote for her!"

"Am I the only one who likes Gu Qianqian? She actually sings very well, but it's a pity that she always sings Cantonese songs and is not very popular in the Mainland."

There were still two hours before the live broadcast started, and the thousand viewers started chatting.

After chatting, they were surprised to find that among the thousand viewers, Moonlight Girl fans did not have an absolute advantage.

On the contrary, the majority of passers-by just like to listen to music, and they believe in the so-called fairness and justice of the program team.

It turns out that when selecting the audience, we really avoided the situation where one fan family is the dominant one.

But most people think that Moonlight Girl should advance directly in the first round without the need for the audience to vote.

On the other side, 25 groups of singers also checked into the living room backstage.

These singers looked a little reserved. At this time, Tang Yue stood up from the sofa.

"Tangtang, what are you doing?" Wang Xingrui had already stretched out her hand after seeing this.

"It's okay," Su Yin said softly: "Brother Yang asked us to come here so early. I guess he also wanted us to ease the atmosphere backstage. Tangtang is already suitable for this kind of job, so let her go!"

"

As soon as Tang Yue stood up, almost everyone looked at her with attention.

Regardless of whether everyone wants to admit it or not, these four very young female artists are indeed the most popular artists in China right now.

"Hello everyone!" Tang Yue shouted, making Zhou Yiyang sitting in the background couldn't help laughing.

He glanced at Guan Fei next to him and said softly: "As expected of Tangtang, this is simply the seed of a host."

"Tangtang is like this. If I had known we should start a live broadcast, netizens would definitely be very happy when they see this segment."

"It's okay," Zhou Yiyang stretched out: "It can be put in a spin-off program."

Tang Yue even waved her hand specially, looking like the kind of star going to a concert in the countryside.

"Friends over there, friends across the way, and friends standing here, don't be so nervous! The live broadcast hasn't started yet, let's have some fun first!"

Wen Yuan chuckled, walked over and held Tang Yue's hand: "I was quite serious just now, but when you teased me like this, I thought it was some kind of company's annual meeting performance."

"Just treat it as an annual party performance," Tang Yue raised her lips: "It's a live broadcast anyway, I don't know what will happen. In this case, it's better to have fun in time!"

"How to have fun!"

Someone immediately asked with a smile.

"Well, let me think about it," Tang Yue rolled her eyes and suddenly fell on Lin Xuan'er: "Let's have a hip-hop battle! Does anyone want to challenge Xuan'er?"

Lin Xuan'er stood up helplessly and rubbed her forehead:

"I don't think I said I was coming! But if someone really wants to challenge me, then I will definitely not be afraid!"

Unexpectedly, someone in the crowd actually stood up.

It's a person wearing a mask.

Su Yin glanced and heard Wang Xingrui say in her ear:

"Brother Yang found this person from somewhere. He should be a dark horse."

"Is that so?" Su Yin smiled and said, "I'm looking forward to it."

By the time the street dance competition between Lin Xuan'er and Iron Mask Man was in full swing, all the streets outside the stadium were filled with cars and bettors.
Chapter completed!