The God of Songs starts from the live broadcast

Chapter 117 Auntie, what do you think of the Audi?
The Donkey Meat Shop lady didn't hear the level of eyebrows and eyes, she thought that Uncle Zheng Fan praised her, and she said triumphantly: "Hey, children nowadays don't respect the old and love the young at all. I'm so old, I don't know how to let me Once, I will educate him for his parents, and he has to thank me."

Looking at this kind of person, Uncle Zheng Fan didn't know what to say. He could only say: "Oh, haha, then you are great. My Zheng Fan doesn't earn much money. He said he wanted me to use the money." Buy a car, oh, I’ve been riding a three-wheeler all my life, but I didn’t expect to be able to drive a four-wheeled car when I get older.”

"His aunt, what do you think of that Audi car? It's the one with four circles. By the way, your boy didn't say to buy you a car? It's not good for you to squeeze into the bus at such an old age! "

When the lady of the Donkey Meat Restaurant heard this, her face turned livid. Aunt Zheng Fan came out to smooth things over, "Okay, okay, don't talk about this. The young men are all very good. Come, come, eat the food!"

……

"Hey, today is your little lover's final day, why don't you even take a look?"

Wang Fang walked into Lin Zhiwei's office with a stack of reports.

Hearing Wang Fang's voice, Lin Zhiwei said without raising his head: "I haven't finished reviewing the report yet, if you are free, come and help me review it."

"What's wrong? Are you having trouble again?"

Hearing Lin Zhiwei's tone was wrong, Wang Fang pulled a chair and sat beside her.

"It's not about Zheng Fan, it's about my ex-mother-in-law. The doctor at the nursing home called yesterday and said that the old man is dying and has started to hallucinate, and the heart muscle is very weak, and he may leave at any time."

Lin Zhiwei raised her head and rubbed her eyebrows, which startled Wang Fang.

"Why do you have such dark circles under your eyes?"

Lin Zhiwei took a sip of the cold coffee and said, "The old man entered the intensive care unit last night, and I slept on a chair outside all night."

"After sorting out this report in a while, I have to go over there to accompany me. The nurses who paid for it didn't care for me anyway."

Wang Fang reached out and patted Lin Zhiwei's shoulder gently and said, "Okay, go and rest on the sofa for a while, I'll help you."

Lin Zhiwei nodded, and said with a smile: "After all these things are over, the sisters asked Zheng Fan to introduce you to Xiao Xianrou. How about that Zhan Xiao? I heard that you have become his mother fan?"

"Fuck you, that kind of fresh meat can't stand my toss."

The two laughed and cursed for a while, Lin Zhiwei curled up on the sofa, and soon there was a slight snoring sound.

Wang Fang picked up the remote control and turned up the temperature of the air conditioner to prevent Lin Zhiwei from catching a cold. Then she sat at Lin Zhiwei's desk and began to help her process the report.

"In the sky full of yellow sand, watching you go away, I am so sad that I can't help myself..."

Ten minutes later, Lin Zhiwei's cell phone rang above her head.

"Hey?"

Lin Zhiwei answered the phone in a daze.

……

inside the stadium.

"thank you all!"

After finishing his singing, Zheng Fan bowed to the audience and then walked off the stage.

"Brothers, can you type the word Zheng Fan on the public screen?"

"Zheng Fan!"

"Zheng Fan!!"

With the end of Zheng Fan's singing, the barrage of "Zheng Fan" was all over the Guaiyu live broadcast room.

"The performance is too stable, I feel like a musician who has been in the music scene for many years."

Today's Mo Luoli did not broadcast live, but led fans to watch the original singer's program in her live broadcast room.

When he saw Zheng Fan finishing his speech, he couldn't help but sigh.

"Sister Lolita, did you notice that Zheng Fan not only made no mistakes in the finals, but he hasn't made any mistakes since he started participating in the first round of this show!"

Looking at the barrage sent by the audience, Mo Luoli thought about it carefully, and it seemed to be true.

"Okay, the final result is about to be announced, let's see if Zheng Fan can get the first place."

"Sister Lolita, do you think Zheng Fan will win first place?"

Looking at the bullet screen, Mo Luoli pondered for a while, and then said: "Actually, whether it is from the perspective of an audience or a friend, I think Zheng Fan will be the first, but Zhan Xiao can go to the end, or The one with two brushes."

"Especially in this last scene, the quality of the songs has obviously improved. It's really hard to say who is number one."

In fact, when Mo Luoli heard the song "Bright Point" sung by Zhan Xiao, her first impression was that this song was written by Zheng Fan.

Because Zhanxiao’s previous song and this song are not of the same style and grade at all.

It seems that when there is a chance, I will ask Zheng Fan to write some songs for me.

Mo Luoli, who had already tasted the sweetness, rested her chin and settled down.

Not only Mo Luoli, but everyone who knew Zheng Fan was staring at the TV, because Young Master Hua had already started to announce.

"Our two contestants have finished singing. Audiences, you can open the mobile app and vote for the contestants you support during the 3-minute countdown. The final results will be displayed on the big screen. I Announcement, timing...begins!!"

As Hua Shao's voice fell, the names of Zheng Fan and Zhan Xiao were displayed on the big screen in the stadium. At the same time, there were constantly changing numbers behind the names. These numbers were the votes of the audience.

At this time, the number of votes was increasing rapidly, and the names of the two people jumped up and down almost every second.

This means that the votes of the two are very close, and the gap is very small.

"Wow, no, have these people made a mistake?"

At Qingdao's home, Lu Ling had a lollipop in her mouth, with an angry expression on her face.

"Look, sister-in-law, my brother was pushed down again, hey, he came up again, went down again, came up again..."

Su Linlin also stared at the TV, her heart beating as the names of the two changed.

Zheng Fan exchanged a song for the championship, except for Lin Zhiwei, no one knew, including the top management of the strange fish platform.

Because to put it bluntly, this is a separate transaction between Mustache and Zheng Fan. Once other people are involved, the value of Zheng Fan's song will not be reflected.

This can be regarded as the reward that Mustache gave to Zheng Fan.

"Brother, do you think Zheng Fan can win the championship?"

In a small second-floor villa in a certain village, Gu Can and Gu Xiaohu were also watching TV.

It's just that at this time, Gu Can took off his clothes, only wearing a pair of boxing shorts, and was hitting a standing punching bag.

The tattoos on the body that have never been exposed to others can be seen at a glance.

Not only is the crane on his arm a symbol of peace, but there is also a green dragon circling up on his right leg.

"Bang bang~ Huh, he can't get the first place. Bang, that's enough for us. Huh, has your father's battlefield been sold?"

Listening to his cousin's words, Gu Xiaohu nodded and said: "It has been sold. I told him to sell the battlefield at that time, and he even scolded me. Your phone call will do the trick."

"Let him keep the money, I'm useful, and let him be quiet recently."

Gu Can punched hard and knocked down the sandbag to the ground.

　Compare it to life
　　
　
(End of this chapter)