"Ruirui, this is completely unlike what you would say," Tang Yue glanced at Wang Xingrui, a little surprised.

After all, she and Lin Xuan'er rarely said such words before a game.

They should all be representatives who believe that man can conquer nature.

"As for what you want me to say now, it will definitely work. We are the best and everything is the best arrangement. It sounds false."

"I think everyone is just as nervous as me."

Wang Xingrui sighed and looked away involuntarily.

From their position, they can see the scenery outside the window.

The endless high-rise buildings are all lit up with neon lights, like a sea of ​​light.

They didn't know how many lights there were, which were lit for tonight's game.

The room next door belongs to Wen Yuan.

There was a cup of tea on her table, but it was already cold by now.

Wen Yuan was sitting in front of the table, looking a little absent-minded.

"I thought I wouldn't be nervous at all."

Wen Yuan glanced at her agent and seemed not very satisfied with her current situation.

"This is normal! This is the finals! I don't believe there are people who are not nervous. If there are, I suspect this person doesn't want to win the championship at all."

"I never thought about it," Wen Yuan said calmly: "But I still get nervous, and I even dare not look at my phone because I am so nervous. I am afraid that I will suddenly see a Weibo post scolding me, which will make me feel straight.

It collapsed."

The agent on the side was amused by Wen Yuan:

"I can't even remember how many years ago it was the last time you were so nervous. If you don't want to watch, don't watch, otherwise you have to be in a daze. The closing ceremony is not far away now, why not wait and enjoy Mr. Zhou's performance

A masterpiece."

"You're right," Wen Yuan took a sip of herbal tea and suddenly felt her throat felt better: "I heard that Mr. Zhou spent a lot of money for this opening ceremony? Then I'm really looking forward to the content of the program.

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"Who is Mr. Zhou?" the agent laughed: "The last thing he lacks is money. I also want to see what big things he has done."

Compared to Wen Yuan, Jin Xiuyu seems to be more relaxed.

But only she knew that she was actually very worried.

Now she doesn't even dare to think about what song she is about to sing.

She was afraid that she would forget all the lyrics.

Looking at Jin Xiuyu's expression, the manager waved his hand in front of her face: "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine." Jin Xiuyu's answer was false. Now her brain has lost the ability to think.

"I feel like you are almost stupid." The manager shook his head: "To be honest, no matter how nervous you are now, you will relax as long as you stand on the stage."

"Really?" Jin Xiuyu blinked. Judging from her expression, she probably didn't believe it: "I'm afraid that after I get on stage, I will be stunned when I see those 80,000 people."

And Jin Xiuyu didn't know how many of these people were from Korea.

Thinking about it, I know that the majority of the people at the scene must be Chinese.

Only then did Jin Xiuyu realize how much advantages China had as the host of the first session.

Although the audience cannot vote, their cheers can directly affect the performance of the players.

"It's not that exaggerated," the agent laughed helplessly: "If it doesn't work out, you can wait for the opening ceremony. I heard that Mr. Zhou spent a lot of money this time."

"Really?" Jin Xiuyu responded perfunctorily. It seemed that even the opening ceremony couldn't make her excited.

In fact, she hopes that the performance will start directly now, and she has a sense of early death and early rebirth.

In Ai Xi's room, this man was already lying on the sofa and fell asleep.

The agent and assistant lowered their voices and talked quietly:

"What happened to him last night? Could it be that he rehearsed until daytime?"

The assistant shook his head: "I saw that my brother went to bed very early, otherwise I wouldn't have left. Now that I think about it, will he have insomnia?"

The agent frowned and was about to say how could Ai Xi suffer from insomnia with such a good mental quality.

But then I thought about it, this is the finals, and many people predict that the number of real-time viewers tonight will suddenly reach 400 million, making it a well-deserved global ratings leader.

Think about it, performing in front of so many people, if you are not careful, the reputation of your entire career may be affected.

Insomnia seems to be explained.

The agent shook his head and said sadly: "I don't know if he will be able to see the opening ceremony when he wakes up. If not, it would be a pity."

The assistant raised his head curiously: "Brother, what exactly is this opening ceremony? I heard someone say it during rehearsal."

"We just know there will be an opening ceremony," the agent shrugged, "but if you ask me what the content is, then I don't know."

"But Zhou Yiyang's aesthetics can be praised highly by the editor-in-chief of "Vogue". We might as well just believe in him."

At this time, there are only five minutes left before tonight's finals start.

The audience outside the venue was still unwilling to leave, and some even older people organized themselves to start square dancing on the spot.

"Aren't you leaving yet?" the guard patrolling the door asked, with a very confused expression. "It's already full, so no one will be allowed in. And the sound insulation effect of our gymnasium is very good. You can't stand anything here."

Can't hear it."

The audience shook their heads with firm expressions:

"Then let's wait until the show is over. Maybe we can meet Moonlight Girl!"

"We came here to find that kind of atmosphere. A group of us will watch the live broadcast on our mobile phones later. Isn't it quite lively?"

The guard was left speechless, thinking that it was really difficult for him to communicate with these fans.

He checked the time, walked into the gymnasium, and closed the door.

At this moment, the 80,000 spectators present were extremely excited.

Among them, 80% are Chinese.

If it weren't for Zhou Yiyang's behind-the-scenes operation and special reservation of seats for overseas audiences, I'm afraid the audience would be all Chinese, and they would be mainly Moonlight Girl fans.

Many of them even paid dozens of times the price to buy tickets from scalpers.

But for them, money is not a problem, and they can earn it back in the future. But if they miss tonight's finals, they will definitely regret it for the rest of their lives!

In the audience, three girls had already stood up excitedly.

They are Moonlight Girl's big fans, the Duoduo family.

"There are still 30 seconds left! What should I do? I feel so nervous!"

"Hahaha! Me too," another person laughed: "Should we count down together?"

Their suggestion was quickly agreed upon by all the audience present.

So the contestants who were nervous backstage soon heard a deafening sound coming from outside:
Chapter completed!