Chapter 293 [Grateful Heart]

Donghai Stadium adopts the novel shape of Donghai Stadium, which is made by many advanced buildings in the world today, reflecting a strong atmosphere of the times. It is dotted in a wide square with green grass and flowers, like green leaves setting up a giant magnolia flower, which has become a landmark building in the new three years of the East China Sea. The East China Sea at the turn of the chronology adds a new style.

Three days later.

The nationally eye-catching "Sing If You Want" finals sang at the Donghai Stadium, which can accommodate 80,000 people.

It's 9:30 p.m.

The bright lights illuminate the bustling East China Sea, and the streets are full of traffic and people coming and going.

The huge Donghai Stadium is full of seats. Looking around, in addition to a dark head, it is a swinging fluorescent stick.

"Liu Dong, Liu Dong!"

On the large temporary stage, when the host of the "Sing If You Want" program team announced that Liu Dong, the biggest dark horse of the competition, would sing "Fireworks" on the stage, the whole scene was boiling.

After two hours of fighting, the players who entered the top four have eliminated two people, and now there are only Liu Dong and Zhuang Xiaoyun left - the champion will be between them.

In the previous competition, Wu Lingling, who entered the top four through Fang Xuwei's 'help', only sang one song and was eliminated.

Another girl sang an English song. The response was not very good and she was also eliminated.

The reason why Liu Dong was successfully promoted and detonated the whole audience before he appeared was that he sang a rock song from the 1980s with a rough voice with the mentality of the post-90s, which was full of ** and made the scene boil.

And Mu Qingyan still deeply touched every audience and judges at the scene with her sad and hoarse voice.

In the heartbreaking shouts of the audience. The lights of the stage slowly lit up.

On the stage, Liu Dong, wearing a black T-shirt and dark jeans, is like many previous games. Hold his shabby guitar. Standing in front of the microphone.

In the light, his expression was very calm.

He is a singer with excellent psychological quality, and it is precisely because of his mentality that he has played better and better in the previous competition. All the way through the test, I reached the final peak of the duel.

This is an endingless performance that contains all the absurdity and madness, sleeping quietly on the ground with sadness like a child...

With the pleasant guitar sound and accompaniment. The audience at the scene calmed down. In the gaze of the audience, Liu Dong used his rough voice. Let's start the last song tonight.

Now I'm a little drunk like a wild pigeon who can't find its way, so I start to change like a raging fire...

A rough voice. Unruly enthusiasm...

Because of Liu Dong's "Fireworks", the atmosphere of the 80,000-person stadium has gradually moved to the most **.

"Alas!!"

When Liu Dong sang at the end, he couldn't help closing his eyes and shouting to the sky, his singing was over.

"Oh!!"

The cheers all over the sky suddenly sounded in the stadium, and the audience's inner ** seemed to be ignited by Liu Dong's singing. One by one, they waved the fluorescent sticks in their hands like chicken blood. Cheers are endless.

The cheers lasted for half a minute, and it was not until Liu Dong left before he gradually calmed down.

"This guy is very strong."

"Yes, why didn't you find that he was awesome when he was eight into four?"

After Wu Yuze and Xia Yina witnessed Liu Dong's long performance, they were somewhat nervous for Zhuang Xiaoyun.

Because... Liu Dong's performance tonight is perfect.

"His style is a little rock-and-roll, which is equivalent to singing Cui Jian's feeling with Wang Feng's voice, which is very suitable for singing on such a big stage."

Jia Wenjing, who has always been rational, made a very appropriate comment.

"It feels like this."

Zeng Kexin, who was simple-minded, suddenly realized and couldn't help looking at Zhuang Bifan worriedly.

Perhaps because he was too nervous, Zhuang Bifan did not express his views as a wise old man as before, but looked at the stage motionlessly, waiting for Zhuang Xiaoyun's appearance.

Pei Donglai did not express his opinion.

"Come on, who do you think will be the champion?"

Seeing that Zhuang Bifan and Pei Donglai kept silent at the same time, Wu Yuze blinked at Pei Donglai. On the surface, he asked Pei Dong to express his point of view, but in fact, he was asking: Have you secretly helped Zhuang Xiaoyun operate?

"It's too early to make a judgment. Let's see Zhuang Xiaoyun's final performance." Pei Donglai said with a wry smile.

Listening to what Pei Donglai said, Wu Yuze and Xia Yina both understood that Pei Donglai did not secretly manipulate the draft game, but kept the game fair.

In fact, this is true.

Pei Donglai did not open the back door for Zhuang Xiaoyun in this draft. On the contrary, he specifically told Zhao Zhe to maintain the fairness of the game.

All this is only because after learning about Zhuang Xiaoyun's experience, Pei Donglai is very clear. For Zhuang Xiaoyun, the championship is important, but what she longs for is to win the championship through her own efforts.

Only in that way can she prove herself!

Only in that way can she be worthy of her bitter persistence!

Although Zhao Zhe didn't know what medicine Pei Donglai sold in the gourd, he did not dare to violate it, but... he let Pei Donglai and his friends enter the VIP box to watch the game.

Pei Donglai rejected Zhao Zhe's proposal, but sat in the area where Zhuang Xiaoyun's relatives and friends were like the last eight-in-four competition.

Because... He doesn't want Zhuang Xiaoyun to know that he has the right to control the result of this game. In that way, even if Zhuang Xiaoyun wins the championship, it is inevitable that he will associate whether it is the result of his secret operation.

"Next, please ask Zhuang Xiaoyun to bring us "Grateful Heart." Seeing Liu Dong step down, the host smiled and reported the song that Zhuang Xiaoyun wanted to sing, and then slowly walked off the stage.

"Oh!"

"Xiaoyun, Xiaoyun!"

The stage fell into darkness again. Those audiences who liked and supported Zhuang Xiaoyun stood up one after another, waved fluorescent, and cheered for Zhuang Xiaoyun.

After a few seconds, the lights on the stage slowly brightened. A small round stage slowly rose from the ground, and a figure gradually appeared in the sight of the audience of 80,000 spectators.

That girl. It's not like in the previous game. Let the long flowing hair fall on the shoulder, but wear a ponytail.

That girl didn't wear a black dress that could perfectly support her figure like in the previous competition. Instead, he was wearing a blue shirt and a pair of gray trousers.

That girl is not like in the previous game. Take off your shoes, barefoot, and wear a pair of inconspicuous cloth shoes.

Blue clothes, ponytail.

She has an unexpected image. Hold the microphone in your hand. Stand on the automatically rising round stage and slowly rise into the air.

Her appearance made the sound of the whole audience disappear in an instant. The judges and the audience opened their eyes wide and looked motionlessly at the circular stage with a diameter of only three meters standing on the stage.

In the doubtful gaze of the audience, the accompaniment sounded.

I came from an accident like a dust. Who can see my vulnerability...

High in the air, on the round stage. Zhuang Xiaoyun looked at the area where Pei Donglai and others were, and began her last singing tonight with an affectionate face.

In the quiet stadium. After Zhuang Xiaoyun's sad and hoarse voice sounded, the audience was not as excited as they heard Liu Dong's rough voice before, but couldn't help calming down and instinctively waving the fluorescent stick in their hands.

Although the world is wide, it is difficult to walk. I have seen all the ups and downs of the world. How much do I still love me and how many tears do I have. I want God to know that I don't admit defeat. Thank you for being with me all my life. Let me have the courage to be grateful. Thank you for the

In the gaze of all people, on the round stage, the girl with a ponytail, blue clothes and cloth shoes recalled the bits and pieces of the past years, telling her experience and her sadness with her voice that could pierce her soul.

The end of the song.

Two crystal clear tears gushed out of her eyes and slowly slid down her plain face into her mouth.

It's a little bitter, a little salty, and a little sweet.

Only she knows the cold and warm.

"Papa...Papa..."

In the audience, 80,000 spectators did not cheer as loudly as Liu Dong had sang before, but couldn't help applauding and giving the most sincere applause to the girl on the stage who touched him and the strings in their hearts.

There was neat and loud applause in his ears. Zhuang Xiaoyun did not thank him, but bowed to all the audience in four different directions.

bow 90 degrees.

The applause was even more fierce, full of the whole stadium. For a long time, it spread far away... far away...

In the neat and loud applause, the small stage where Zhuang Xiaoyun stood slowly fell, and finally stopped half a meter higher than the big stage.

I don't know how long it took. When the applause gradually fell, Liu Dong walked out from the other end of the stage, just like Zhuang Xiaoyun, on a round stage.

"Thank you, Liu Dong and Zhuang Xiaoyun, for bringing us a wonderful performance."

Seeing the two people standing on the round stage at the same time, the host slowly walked up to the stage, stood between them, and said, "I personally think that at this time, for Liu Dong and Zhuang Xiaoyun, the comments are no longer important - because their performance tonight is perfect! You say, don't you?"

"Yes!"

The audience shouted in unison.

"The sound is not loud enough!"

The host habitually incites the audience's emotions.

"Yes!"

The audience cooperated very well, and the sound shook the sky and the earth, as if to shake the dark clouds covering the sky.

"Okay, next, please pick up the voting machine in your hands and choose the champion in your mind!"

Seeing that the atmosphere had exceeded the expected result, the host said solemnly, "If you think Liu Dong is the champion, please vote for Liu Dong; if you think Zhuang Xiaoyun's performance is better, please vote for Zhuang Xiaoyun."

Hearing the host's words, including Pei Donglai, all the audience picked up the ballots in their hands.

"Well, everyone must have chosen the champion tonight."

A half a minute later, after seeing the audience voting, the host said, "Your vote will be recorded by the two of them in percentages."

"Next, ninety-nine media representatives will be invited to appear - they will stand behind the contestants they support, and 99% of their share will be divided by the two contestants, and finally superimposed with the percentage of your vote, so as to decide the annual championship of "Sing and Sing"."

Oh!

The host's voice fell, and with a soft sound, the door of the poster "Sing if you want" printed on the back of the stage slowly opened. Ninety-nine representatives from major media appeared one after another, walked down the steps, and walked to Zhuang Xiaoyun and Liu Dong respectively.

In an instant, the stadium quieted down again, and all the audience turned their eyes to the stage.

On the stage, Liu Dong still looked still unmoved, but... the crazy beating muscles in the corners of his eyes proved how nervous he was at this time.

In contrast, Zhuang Xiaoyun is like a quiet child, just standing quietly on the round stage, waiting for the final result.

One, two, three...

When all the 99 media representatives stood behind Zhuang Xiaoyun and Liu Dong, the results of the first part came out.

Fty-two to forty-seven.

Zhuang Xiaoyun won the vote of media representatives by a narrow margin.

But--

Because the results of the audience's vote have not been shown yet.

The suspense remains.

"Now, 99 media representatives have made a choice, and Zhuang Xiaoyun is temporarily ahead."

The host's voice sounded again: "Let's ask our staff to display the voting results of the audience friends on the big screen."

"Wow!"

The whole audience locked the big screen with their eyes almost at the same time.

Liu Dong, who has always had an excellent mentality, also nervously turned his eyes to the big screen.

Zhuang Xiaoyun looked up at the sky, as if he was looking for something in the bright starry sky.

67℅

This is the voting ratio obtained by Zhuang Xiaoyun.

"Oh!"

Seeing the percentage of votes shown next to Zhuang Xiaoyun's name, those Zhuang Xiaoyun's supporters stood up one after another and shouted with arms.

This time, they vented their inner joy in this way.

"Congratulations to Zhuang Xiaoyun, who won the annual championship of "Sing if you want" with a vote ratio of 119℅!" Seeing the results announced, the host opened his mouth to congratulate Zhuang Xiaoyun.

The result announced by the host sounded in his ear, Zhuang~~shushu.com www.shushuw.cn-update first release~~ Xiaoyun closed his eyes slightly, then took a deep breath, walked off the stage, and hugged Liu Dong politely.

"Xiaoyun, I think all the audience friends at the scene want to know why you are dressed like this tonight. Now that the game is over, can you make the answer to the public? After Zhuang Xiaoyun and Liu Dong hugged politely, they stood on their sides respectively, and the host asked with a smile.

"This is the first time I stood on the street and sang, and I think it's very memorable." Zhuang Xiaoyun's mind came to his mind that he was wearing this suit for the first time and standing at the crossroads to sing. He said calmly.

Since Zhuang Xiaoyun became famous in "Sing If You Want to Sing", the fact that she once sang on the street, bars and other places has been exposed, but no one remembers that she once sang on the street in such a suit.

"Bang..."

In the face of Zhuang Xiaoyun's answer, the audience applauded again.

"Xiaoyun, at this special moment, do you have anything to say to the live audience and the audience in front of the TV?" When the applause fell, the host asked again.

No answer.

I didn't pick up the microphone.

On the stage.

The girl with a ponytail, blue clothes and cloth shoes bowed 90 degrees again.

Grateful heart.

Thank you, in my heart.

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