Ye Zhiqiu chuckled and continued to reply.

Yiye Zhiqiu: If I can win the championship, ten songs will do.

In the executive suite, Yu Caiwei's red lips slightly pursed and she muttered: "Liar again."

Although he said this, his fingers kept replying.

Weiguang: It would be weird to believe you.

Weiguang: Let me tell you, I am very selfless, and I can only give you 0.01 more points at most.

After waiting for a while, Ye Zhiqiu's message still hadn't come back. Yu Caiwei became anxious while waiting, her legs kept beating on the bed.

"Ding dong."

There was a sound prompt, and I quickly picked up my phone to look at it.

Yiye Zhiqiu: Is this the feeling of being favored? Touched.jpg.

"What!" Yu Caiwei's face suddenly turned red. She found that Ye Zhiqiu seemed to speak more casually after getting acquainted with him recently.

Miss Yu, who launched the attack first, got scared...

Yu Caiwei calmed down and changed the topic.

Weiguang: It's so boring. There is no update for "Zhu Xian" today, so I'm going to say that the narcissistic author is unreliable. He actually asked for leave for three days in a row. It's too much.

Yiye Zhiqiu:......

Yiye Zhiqiu: Maybe there is something urgent? Didn’t he post on Weibo?

Weiguang: Hum, I hope so.

Wei Guang: I’m really looking forward to the next plot. Zhang Xiaofan must be with Lu Xueqi.

Wei Guang: If the author didn't let the two of them be together in the end, I would never let him go!

In the room, Ye Zhiqiu looked at the cute little cartoon girl making a "sharpening knife" look on WeChat, and a drop of cold sweat slipped from his forehead.

The night before the program was recorded, unlike the other contestants who were either nervous or excited, Ye Zhiqiu and Yu Caiwei had been chatting on WeChat until late at night...

At nine o'clock in the morning the next day, considering the traffic conditions in Beijing, the program team sent a commercial vehicle from the sponsor to pick up the contestants to the recording building.

In the seven-seater business car, there were exactly six players except the driver. In Ye Zhiqiu's car, besides him and Li Su, there were exactly two men and two women.

Ye Zhiqiu got in the car and saw that the butter boy named Wang Nanchen from yesterday was also there.

The car drove smoothly on the road. Wang Nanchen pretended to be cool and closed his eyes to rest. Li Su was embarrassed to speak, but the beautiful lady sitting in front of Ye Zhiqiu was quite familiar to her.

This beautiful lady introduced herself as Ding Jie. She was very interested in Ye Zhiqiu for some reason and asked questions one after another.

When I learned that Ye Zhiqiu hadn't graduated yet, I screamed in surprise. I also found out that Ye Zhiqiu didn't major in music, and I exclaimed that it was amazing.

In the small space, other people could naturally hear the sound of the two chatting. Even another good-looking girl stared at Ye Zhiqiu curiously and couldn't help but join in the chat.

Wang Nanchen, who was sitting in the front passenger seat with his eyes closed and concentrating, could no longer remain cold. He looked through the rearview mirror at Ye Zhiqiu, who was surrounded by two girls chatting, and a look of jealousy flashed in his eyes.

He was used to being admired by the stars, but he was actually outshined by an unknown boy!

"Brother Xiaoqiu, what kind of songs do you sing?"

Ding Jie asked curiously: "Pop? Rap? Or singing and dancing?"

Ye Zhiqiu said helplessly: "Sister Ding, you should call me Zhiqiu."

"In terms of song type, the first round should be about singing ballads."

As soon as these words came out, except for temporary roommate Li Su, who already knew Ye Zhiqiu's style, the others were stunned.

Ding Jie's eyes widened even more and she said in disbelief: "Don't lie to me, everyone who can participate in this show is a little famous. I have been hanging out in bars for so long, but I have never heard of a folk singer who is so handsome.

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Ye Zhiqiu shrugged and said, "It's up to you whether you believe it or not."

Ding Jie rolled her eyes and asked again: "Brother Xiaoye, what works have you done before? Let me know."

Ye Zhiqiu said casually: "I told you, you don't know. It hasn't been released yet. "The Parade of the White Blue Pigeon" is considered a song."

"ah!"

As soon as Ye Zhiqiu finished speaking, his excited screams startled everyone in the car.

Ding Jie's eyes flashed with excitement and she said excitedly: "Did you sing this song?"

"I just said, why does it look familiar? I've seen that video of yours!"

"This is my favorite song." If she hadn't been wearing a seat belt, the excited Ding Jie would have almost pounced on Ye Zhiqiu.

Then Ding Jie seemed to remember something, and said pitifully: "Brother Xiaoye, I sang this song when I performed in the bar, don't you mind? I want to buy the copyright from you, but I can't."

At this moment, a voice suddenly came from the front.

"It turns out he sings folk songs, no wonder."

But Wang Nanchen, who was sitting in front, finally refused to be lonely and couldn't help but speak.

Before Ye Zhiqiu could say anything, the royal sister Ding Jie couldn't help but speak, and said rudely: "What's wrong with you in folk songs? What do you mean by being weird?"

Wang Nanchen looked disdainful and said leisurely: "I mean, can you be considered a singer by humming a few words with a broken guitar? I didn't expect that the selection standards of the program team were too low."

Li Su was furious and his face turned red. Ding Jie became even more aggressive and was about to open her mouth to continue the fight, but was stopped by Ye Zhiqiu.

Ye Zhiqiu looked calm and said: "Sister Ding, there is no need to meet such a person."

Ding Jie turned to smile and said with a smile: "Okay, I will listen to brother Xiaoye."

Wang Nanchen sneered: "I hope your strength is as tough as your mouth and you won't be eliminated so quickly."

"Idiot."

Ye Zhiqiu was too lazy to pay attention to this kind of person and just spit out two words.

The characters are straight and round, and extremely clear.

"Pfft!" Li Su quickly covered his mouth in horror, his eyes full of innocence.

I didn't mean it, but it was so funny.

Wang Nanchen's face, which had been smeared with countless layers of powder, was as gloomy as water.

In front of the Beijing TV station building, a large number of people gathered in twos and threes.

Participants in the "Sing a New Voice" program include outdated singers, behind-the-scenes producers, newly debuted artists trying to make a name for themselves here, and academic songwriters like Ye Zhiqiu.

In addition to the relatives and friends of the contestants who came to support the contest, there were also many fans in the crowd.

Although the "Sing a New Voice" program is in the form of a recording, the program team started a live online broadcast today from the contestants' entrance to the start of the official competition.

This is also a way to warm up and build momentum in advance.

Wang Nanchen, who had put on a pair of sunglasses at some point, got out of the car first and walked towards the entrance of the building with a stern face.

"ah!!!"

"Wang Nanchen, I love you!"

"Nan Chen Nan Chen, keep moving forward bravely!"

A group of fans gathered together, and Wang Nanchen's fans screamed. Wang Nanchen responded with a serious wave of hands.

This is what Ye Zhiqiu and others saw after getting off the bus.

"Tch, what are you pretending to be?"

Ding Jie is indeed a royal sister who has no taboos and speaks straightforwardly.

As the contestants entered the stage, there were more and more comments from netizens in the Beijing TV live broadcast room.

"Who is this guy? So many fans?"

"It seems his name is Wang Nanchen. He participated in a talent show before, but he didn't get popular and is here again?"

"Tch, her face is paler than that of a woman. She looks like a sissy at first glance."

"What do you know! Do you know how hard Nan Chen works! You are not allowed to slander him like this!"
Chapter completed!