Horror Variety Survival Record

The first round of the competition is an individual competition, and each contestant will sing on stage in sequence according to the number plates drawn in advance.

After a song is sung, 500 online audience votes will be accepted, and the results will be announced on the spot after voting.

Ke Chun is sitting in the second studio right now, his palms are sweating from nervousness.

What happened in the past few days made him not prepare for the song at all, and he didn't sleep for a few hours in that small room last night. He finally fell asleep, and it was full of messy dreams. He didn't sleep at all. good.

I'm afraid I'm going to be the last one today.

Thinking of this, he sighed deeply.

Let’s be the bottom one, just to enter the basement openly to find out the truth about the “execution”, maybe you can come back from a dead end.

"Chun? Didn't sleep well?" A cheerful voice suddenly came from the next door, and Ke Chun turned around to find Kuai Anhe smiling at him.

"Hehe, maybe I'm too nervous."

Kuai Anhe patted Ke Chun on the back and comforted him: "It's okay, let's sing. It's okay if you can't sing well, if I take the top two, I will definitely point you."

Yes, there is also this way of promotion.

Ke Chun finally remembered this incident. He thought of Lang Qiu's weird "I'm here" last night, and seemed to understand the meaning.

"Thank you." He smiled at Kuai Anhe and encouraged him, "You must be fine."

The recording starts, and the first studio and the virtual auditorium can be seen from the second studio.

The auditorium was full of people, and even though they knew it was a virtual image, they still had to marvel at the technology that could be faked.

The bright lights of the stage, the smiling faces of the audience, and the lively words of the host all made Ke Chun wonder if he had had a long nightmare. In fact, there was no experiment at all, and no terrible execution. It is a very ordinary competitive variety show, everyone comes here with their own dreams, purely for the realization of a wish, for the recognition of others.

Why can't all this be true?

But when he turned his head and saw Lang Qiu sitting in the corner with a serious face, the memory of last night was vividly awakened, the missing Lu Youyi and Xi Wenyao, in the shady basement, a pair of wolves behind the countless red lights Tiger-like eyes are staring at them, every minute and every second, like watching animals in a zoo.

Ke Chun took a deep breath, he could not entrust his fate to others.

Even if you are not capable, you must achieve your own 100 points.

The number on the number plate in his hand is 7, which means he is the seventh player to perform.

When the host called his name, he said "Come on" to himself in his heart, and walked towards the first studio.

His second song - "Xingqing".

After the greasy host handed over the stage to Ke Chun, he disappeared without a trace.

Surrounded by lights on all sides, all six cameras were pointed at him alone. Ke Chun was sweating coldly on his forehead, and his nails dug into his flesh without realizing it.

He closed his eyes.

Calm, calm, calm.

He kept admonishing himself in his heart.

As soon as he opened his eyes and saw the real faces of the audience in the audience, countless pairs of eyes focused on him alone, Ke Chun's legs went limp again.

The voice of the director came from the back of the ear: "Are you ready? Nod if it's ok."

Ke Chun raised his head and scanned each camera one by one.

Behind which camera would the director watch him?

What's the first line of the lyrics?

Where is the first sound?

Wait, my brain is blank, what should I do?

You only have one chance, if you lose, it's all over.

The director's voice sounded again: "Are you ready? It's about to start."

Ke Chun closed his eyes and nodded.

Act accordingly!

When the first sound of the prelude sounded, Ke Chun was really dumbfounded.

This... is not "Xing Qing" at all!

Chapter 10

The moment he heard the unfamiliar music, Ke Chun realized a very serious problem.

He was targeted.

Breaking into the basement twice, swearing to the camera twice, it would be strange not to be targeted!

There are six huge cameras, and there are five hundred, no, even thousands of eyes staring at him behind the machine.

Standing in the center of everyone's attention, Ke Chun miraculously found that he was not afraid anymore.

There was only one thought in his mind - he couldn't lose.

Courage from nowhere pushed him forward.

He clenched the microphone with both hands and slowly raised it to his mouth.

Anyway, it's death, it's better to die a little more heroically!

At the same time, in the second studio, all the contestants watching the match were shocked, and howled one after another.

How can Ke Chunna be called singing?That's clearly howling ghosts and howling wolves!

Those roars were so shocking, it felt like the roof was going to blow off!

The selection of the chief has already fallen, and no one can withstand this wave of sonic attacks, which can be compared to lethal weapons.

The assailant himself was shaking his head in the center of the stage, and Fan Er was so excited that if he pressed the mute button, others would think he was singing the Divine Comedy.

Brother Tu's facial features were all twisted together, and he barely suppressed Ke Chun's voice by tearing his throat.

"Is this just crazy?"

Ran Xiaoxin, who was accosted, hugged his head, curled up, and muttered: "Curse, he is cursed!"

Brother Tu was also made guilty by what he said: "No, it's not that evil."

Amidst the howling, a normal voice came from Yoyo: "This song is not what he wants to sing, the accompaniment is wrong."

Bo Yiran sat upright behind the two of them, his expression very indifferent.

Brother Tu jumped up to fight the injustice: "Why didn't this idiot tell the program crew?"

No one answered him, and no one knew why.

Lang Qiu, the only person in the know, sat quietly at the back, his sharp eyes swept over the 23 people present one by one, and the number plate he was holding was completely soaked in sweat.

The three-minute torture was finally over. When Ke Chun returned to the second studio, he found that everyone's faces were ugly.

He grinned and greeted cheerfully: "I'm back."

Brother Tu just gave him a thumbs up silently, the meaning is self-evident-you, cow!

When walking back, Ke Chun secretly glanced at Lang Qiu. He wanted to remind Lang Qiu to be careful, but the man wasn't looking at him at all, and he didn't know where he was staring in a daze.

So Ke Chun could only go back to his seat honestly, and Kuai Anhe, who was seated next to him, warmly handed him a bottle of mineral water, trying to comfort him.

Seeing Kuai Anhe's eyes filled with sympathy, Ke Chun found it strange.

He took the water bottle, laughed at himself and said, "I'm afraid no one can break my record."

The random singing just now got a score of zero without any surprise.

Not a single audience voted for Ke Chun, and it would be considered polite not to give a negative score.

Kuai Anhe asked unwillingly, "Why didn't you tell the program crew?"

Ke Chun was very free and easy: "Damn! What are you talking about? My level of singing is the same. You don't know how cool I was on stage just now. I never thought that one day I would be so open-minded. It's worth it." It's worth it."

This is true. From the day he knew that he was singing out of tune, Ke Chun shrank no matter what he sang. This shrinking was not only inaccurate, but his voice was even thinner like a mosquito, making his singing even worse.

Just now on the stage, I thought that it would be better to let myself have a good time, and the effect is really good. Although I don’t know what it is after singing a song, I feel refreshed!

But Kuai Anhe shook his head again and again, feeling sorry for him.

He sighed: "It's hard for me now, I have to get the top two."

Ke Chun knew that he was talking casually, so he responded casually: "It's up to you."

While chatting, the host called Kuai Anhe's name, he was the ninth contestant to play.

Ke Chun shouted "Come on" and sent Kuai Anhe away, not worried about his performance at all.

As he thought, Kuai Anhe's singing was perfect.

His singing today is very high-pitched and full of emotions. If it were replaced by Ke Chun, it might become a fire alarm, but Kuai Anhe showed the quality and level that a professional singer should have on stage. Even the virtual auditorium The audience on the stage were all swaying and clapping along with him, as if turning the stage into the scene of his personal concert.

When Ke Chunzheng felt that he was indeed a professional, the conversation that had nothing to do with the performance caught his attention.

A voice behind him said: "It's okay, it's not over yet. Hey, don't be nervous."

Ke Chun turned his head and saw Jian Hong hugging Fei Zhengqi's shoulder, comforting him patiently.

Fei Zhengqi's current ranking is just ahead of Ke Chun, No. 7 in a good way, and No. 2 in a bad way.Moreover, the score of No.7 and No.6 opened up a cliff-like gap.

Ke Chun recalled Fei Zhengqi's singing, it was very nice, the audience's ratings are really a mystery.

Seeing the big man's aggrieved expression that didn't match his figure, Ke Chun couldn't help but leaned over to comfort him: "I still have a cushion, it's fine."

As soon as the words were out of his mouth, Fei Zhengqi's eyes immediately changed from self-pity to sympathy. He put his hands on Ke Chun's shoulders, and the feeling of sympathy and sympathy flowed into the hearts of the two in this action.

Ke Chun patted the back of his hand, and asked them both, "Did you know each other before?"

The two have been inseparable since the day they entered the castle, eating together, living together, and automatically forming a group for this rehearsal.

Jian Hong smiled and said, "I forced him to come here. If this stage were a martial arts arena, he wouldn't be like this now."

"Oh?"

Fei Zhengqi was tall and strong, and Ke Chun also felt that he should have practiced something.

"Our family is engaged in martial arts, and our ancestors have practiced it for generations." Fei Zhengqi rubbed the back of his head, and was a little ashamed to introduce himself to others.

"Oh, Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms?" Ke Chun excitedly waved his hands. He didn't expect that there was a martial arts master among them!

His enthusiasm made Fei Zhengqi even more shy, and hurriedly said modestly: "No, it was all made up by Mr. Jin. Ours is not worthy of reason, not worthy of reason."

"So you are going to inherit the dojo in the future? The martial arts field?" Ke Chun asked.

"That's what my family meant. So now they let me have a good time while I was about to graduate from college. Just when Jian Hong asked if I would like to come to this show together, I signed up in a daze. Hey, actually I'm really not good at singing or anything like that." Fei Zhengqi showed a troubled expression and waved his hands again and again.

Jian Hong encouraged him from the side: "You underestimate yourself too much. You sang so well in the first round. This round is mainly due to too much psychological pressure and you didn't perform well. Let's work harder next time."

"Hey, forget it, I am a person who has a strong desire to win and lose. I have been used to it since I was a child. I also know that I can not take the first place in everything. Just get used to it."

After chatting for a while, Fei Zhengqi finally felt happy, and thanked Ke Chun with a smile.

Perhaps because he felt that Ke Chun was quite easy to talk to, Fei Zhengqi immediately started the conversation: "But Jian Hong is really good. When we were studying, he was the No.1 in the campus singer competition, so he has many female fans."

Ke Chun found that Fei Zhengqi seemed to be a different person when he said this, relaxed, cheerful, with little stars in his eyes.

Jian Hong, who was praised, seemed a little embarrassed: "That's because the forest is not big enough. I just came here to seek abuse. There are many people who are better than me. Look, Kuai Anhe's score came out, 482, 18 short That's a full score."

Ke Chun seized the opportunity to compliment: "I heard your first round of singing, it's great, I really like listening to it, have you ever learned it?"

"No, just sing nonsense, hobbies." Jian Hong's expression relaxed a lot, and he chatted with Ke Chun, "You know, my dad is an official, and there are some connections in the circle. Many people have asked about it. I hesitated for a long time whether I want to develop in the circle, but this time I happen to be free, so I will give it a try and see how much I am."

Jian Hong's smile is very warm, giving people a very comfortable feeling, without the airs of the second generation of officials at all, but that calmness shows his good education, which ordinary people can't learn in a lifetime.

After the topic was opened, the two of them talked with Ke Chun about a lot of things in the university.

Ke Chun discovered that the two had been together not only in this competition, but also in college, and Fei Zhengqi was like a little fan of Jian Hong, as long as Jian Hong said anything, he would be "good, good, good, right, right, right, right, right, right, right, right, right, right". But as soon as he was asked to speak, he stopped for four or five words.

The summary statement is that Jian Hong and Fei Zhengqi have a very good relationship. The two of them are here purely for fun, and they don't have a particularly strong desire to win the championship.

Ke Chun silently made a judgment in his heart.

While chatting, Kuai Anhe, who finished the performance, walked back to the second studio.

A round of applause went to the temporarily ranked number one player.

After sitting back beside Ke Chun, Kuai Anhe breathed a sigh of relief, turned his head to look at Ke Chun with a smile, and said, "Did you behave well?"

Ke Chun just wanted to reach out to give him a high-five, but was interrupted by a loud whistle.

The gorgeously dressed Geng Yanbin walked out of the crowd, turned around and blew a kiss to everyone present, and greasy said: "Don't forget our agreement." Then he walked towards the first studio with his buttocks twisted.

The whole audience was embarrassed.

At that moment, Ke Chun seemed to see the critical point of fire and ice.

After he walked out, the chattering sound finally spread.

Brother Tu vomited and yelled: "This person still needs to show some face, isn't it true that some of you were bribed by him?"

Brush quietly.

"I can't get used to this kind of person. I think it's great to have a bit of stinky money! If you want to advance to the next level, you have to practice singing by yourself, and specialize in these things. Animals don't even bother to do this!"

Ran Xiaoxin pulled him aside, Brother Tu reluctantly stopped talking.

However, Geng Yanbin's singing was beyond everyone's expectations. Even Brother Tu stared wide-eyed, and even wondered if he bribed the program crew to fake the singing.

He very cleverly chose a song with a catchy melody and moving lyrics, plus his singing skills were really good, and the stage effect was surprisingly good.

The rhythmic drum beats bring people into the swing, and the chorus climaxes with the audience gently singing along. It's hard not to like this kind of song.

Therefore, his final score is 468, currently ranked fourth.

Obviously you can advance by strength, why do you have to pay to buy others?

Ke Chun expressed his puzzlement, and marked Geng Yanbin in his heart.

At the end of the song, Geng Yanbin returned to the second studio with brisk steps. Everyone's eyes on him changed, and there was even sincere applause.

But this person has a way to make things difficult for others, and what can be solved with a "thank you", he has to say cheaply: "This money is left over." The only sparse applause also stopped abruptly end.

The next singer is Jian Hong.

"Come on." Fei Zhengqi patted Jian Hong's shoulder.

Amid the sound of cheering and cheering, Jian Hong walked towards the first studio.

Did not disappoint everyone, Jian Hong's singing was emotional, and at the end, several contestants silently wiped away the tears from the corners of their eyes.

In the end, this singing surpassed Kuai Anhe and temporarily ranked first.

When announcing the results, he fisted to the camera.

Everyone thought it was a gesture to celebrate victory, but Ke Chun caught sight of Fei Zhengqi from the corner of his eyes and silently raised his fist and pushed it forward.

It turned out to be their way of celebrating.

It seems that if Jian Hong's first place remains until the end, there is a high probability that he will choose Fei Zhengqi to advance with him.

Ke Chun propped his chin, and couldn't help feeling that no one could take his place at the bottom of the list. If no one came to rescue him, he might really have to go to the basement to report tonight.

Thinking of the eerie torture room, he trembled all over.

I hope that the countermeasures discussed with Lang Qiu will be useful, so that he may be truly relieved.

The competition was in full swing to the final stage, the ranking of 23 players had already been displayed on the screen, and there was still one person left.

Lang Qiu got up slowly, exercised his muscles and bones, and practiced his mouth with a grunt, and then walked to the first studio with firm steps.

As his figure disappeared beyond the door, Ke Chun's heart rose to his throat.

He was particularly worried about whether Lang Qiu's accompaniment had also been changed.

It doesn't matter if he is eliminated, but Lang Qiu is the only savior for these people. If he leaves too, who else can stop this horrible killing game?

The melancholy seemed to spread, and the air in the second studio, where there were talking and laughing before, was suddenly covered with dust.

More than half of the people drooped their heads and mourned. They were all on the waiting list for elimination, and only two lucky ones would be selected to advance.There will be those who cry with each other, those who cry silently, and those who are relieved in pairs, and a large area is lost.

Some people who were unwilling to give up began to curry favor with the current top two—Jian Hong and Kuai Anhe.

One of these two happened to be next to Ke Chun, and the other was behind Ke Chun. Their corner became very lively.

The enthusiastic players even squeezed Ke Chun out of the circle, chatting with the two of them with smiles all over their faces.

And these two are nice gentlemen, smiling and saying "OK" "OK" "I'll think about it" to everyone, but no one got an affirmative answer, the big one on the top of the second studio A dark cloud still floats there.

At the same time, Lang Qiu stood alone in the center of the stage in the No. [-] Studio, where almost no one was paying attention, staring at the camera with sharp eyes, as if what was about to begin was not a concert, but a decisive battle of life and death.

A second later, the accompaniment sounded.

Ke Chun's heart skipped a beat.

No, it's not the song prepared by Lang Qiu.

He stared closely at Lang Qiu on the screen, and found that this person did not change his face, as if everything was normal.

Did he expect it?

But what song is this accompaniment?Can he sing?

Ke Chun was so nervous that the costumes were all wrinkled by him, and he himself was still staring at the screen, not daring to be distracted at all.

One after another, other contestants also noticed the problem of Lang Qiu's accompaniment being replaced. Kuai Anhe whispered in Ke Chun's ear: "Why are you two's accompaniment wrong?"

Ke Chun was embarrassed and didn't know how to respond.

Seeing that Lang Qiu was going to be tricked by the accompaniment problem, the contestants on the elimination list became even more attentive to Kuai Anhe.

Maybe they also saw the relationship between Jian Hong and Fei Zhengqi Tie buddies, and felt that they had nothing to do with Jian Hong, so they turned to Kuai Anhe one after another, making awkward chats and offering sugar and water.

As a result, Ke Chun became even more noisy around him, which made him even more anxious, and he couldn't help complaining, are people so realistic?

He moved a little further away, and now he only cares about what Lang Qiu will do next.

This guy can't just yell like him, right?Or will he directly raise objections to the program group?

The eunuch is dying in a hurry here, while Lang Qiu is still calm and determined, even Ke Chun can't help but wonder if he made a mistake and the accompaniment is actually right.

Lang Qiu opened his mouth and closed the accompaniment perfectly.

Ke Chun was confused, did he really make a mistake?

He remembered that Lang Qiu's song should be a slow love song, but now it is a song with a brisk rhythm and dance style, which Ke Chun has never heard.

Lang Qiu on the stage sang very devotedly, not only he was very devoted, but also the audience in the virtual auditorium were very devoted, swaying their bodies to follow his singing.

The bright rhythm can easily mobilize the listener's emotions, and Lang Qiu's magnetic baritone just stepped on the softest part of people's hearts.

Ke Chun was amazed, and he found that he was not the only one who was amazed.

Not only the audience in the virtual auditorium, but even the contestants in the second studio, which was noisy just now, are swaying in unison at this time, and some people even calm down.

In the collective swing and chorus, the last note of the piece fell, the audience was silent, and the lingering sound curled up.

After a while, huge applause first spread from the second studio and then spread to the first studio. The voices of the online audience were released publicly, and the cheers continued.

The singer himself bowed to the camera in a polite manner, and stood there quietly waiting for the announcement of the results.

After tense counting of votes, a big "500" finally popped up on the screen.

Once again set off the climax of the second studio.

Full score!

Lang Qiu jumped to No.500 with a perfect score of 1!

Those who were still around Kuai Anhe flocked to the door to welcome the return of the new king.

Ke Chun's hanging heart finally returned to its original place, looking at the swarming crowd, he could finally complain with peace of mind: It's too fucking... realistic.

He once again admired Lang Qiu, it turned out that listening to music more on weekdays is still useful, at least he can stay calm in critical moments, and maybe he can save his life.

One minute later, Lang Qiu was surrounded by the crowd and returned to the second studio, with the same cold face, and sat back to his original position without looking aside.

It's just that that small corner has now become the busiest area in the studio. Those people have given full play to their ability to find something to talk about, and they can keep chatting with you even on the most embarrassing day.

But Lang Qiu didn't move at all, let them chatter and even nod their heads stingily.

After everyone's performance was over, the rankings of the 24 people were displayed on the big screen.

The top three are Lang Qiu, Jian Hong, Kuai Anhe.

Ran Xiaoxin, Geng Yanbin, and Bo Yiran were also in the top ten, while Brother Tu, Mingming, Fei Zhengqi, etc. were unfortunately stuck outside the top ten.

After 1 minute, the ranking is replaced by the huge masked face of the first director.

His mask today is the face of Duke Bao in Peking Opera, a piece of black charcoal, with a stern and selfless face.

He announced in the same calm tone as before: "The following is the thrilling part of the selection process. First, please No. 2 to come out."

Lang Qiu and Jian Hong walked to the front in response, facing the 12 people on the elimination list.

"You have the right to choose one of these 12 people to advance with you. But one thing to note is that the person you choose will advance and retreat with you in the next round. Do you know what that means?"

The deep voice was full of dangerous temptations, and no one below dared to respond.

"That is to say, if the person you selected is eliminated in the next round, you will also be eliminated along with him."

Twelve pairs of nervous eyes gathered on Lang Qiu and Jian Hong's bodies, and everyone's eyes were full of anticipation and longing.

Ke Chun knew in his heart that Jian Hong would definitely choose Fei Zhengqi, he only cared about who Lang Qiu would choose.

However, he found that Lang Qiu was absent-minded, not looking at the twelve of them at all, as if he had no interest in this party at all.

□□The director continued: "Now, twelve of you have a chance to fight for it. You can choose one of No. 2 and No. [-], and tell the reasons for choosing you."

As soon as the words fell, there was an uproar.

They know very well that some people stay and some people leave.

No one wants to be the one who leaves, but no one wants to be the one who eliminates others.

The other eight partners who have been promoted have spoken out to cheer up their friends and encourage them to express themselves.

There were indeed a few contestants who had already begun to brew emotions. With their tangled expressions, tears of grievance, and sobs of reluctance, most of them were amateurs, but they all turned into actor kings.

Ke Chun stared blankly at this group of people, suddenly feeling very dreamy.

This feeling is very strange, he seems to have escaped from this situation, and he is still a little moved by watching all this, but this feeling has nothing to do with him, it is a very cheap sympathy.

For a moment, he couldn't even tell whether they played too much or he was too indifferent.

Asking himself, Ke Chun's heart is as still as water, and he himself is very surprised.

At this moment, it doesn't seem to matter whether he advances or not. He thought about it. If he can't advance today, he can just help Lang Qiu as an eliminated person, and find out what terrible things are going on in the basement. He even thinks he can take advantage of this opportunity Appeal to the bystanders in front of the camera, maybe someone with a heart can call the police to stop this killing game.

Though life may tell here...

Thinking about that, Ke Chun glanced at Lang Qiu to confirm that the heart-beating feeling was still there, and felt relieved.

To say sorry, there is indeed one.

Ke Chun thought about how he would speak in the future.

Chapter 11

The order of the speeches was ranked according to the score, and Ke Chun was naturally ranked last.

The first one to speak was Brother Tu, who just happened to be stuck outside the promotion list.

He chose Lang Qiu, who spoke neither humble nor overbearing, expressing his feelings directly.

"I don't have any hobbies, I just love to sing. This time I want to take this opportunity to let more people hear my music, so frankly speaking, I hope you can choose me, but even if I leave, I will not give up my dream. Life is very simple, if you want to do it, you can do it. I'm done."

Brother Rabbit is very free and easy.

In fact, it doesn't matter who you choose, the important thing is that he expressed his enthusiasm, which made everyone applaud him sincerely.

Mingming is next.

As members of the expedition team, Mingming and Brother Tu are two extremes.

Standing there, his legs were like sifting chaff, and his head was sweating, as if what he was facing was not elimination, but death.

"I, I, I... I want to advance. I want to live, live..."

To ordinary people, this is an inexplicable sentence, but only the members of the expedition team and Lang Qiu understood the meaning of his words.

It was only then that Ke Chun understood that all his denials, explanations, and rationalizations of what happened that night were to cover up the fear deep in his heart.

And at this moment, at the real critical moment between life and death, he finally couldn't stand it anymore and exposed his true heart.

However, the object he chose was Jian Hong—an outsider—in his ears, he could only hear Mingming's extraordinary desire to advance.

Most of the people present were like this, and they all cheered for Mingming to be braver.

Ke Chun couldn't help but feel sympathetic to him. He used to yearn so much for that terrible "torture room", but in the face of life and death, his interests in the peaceful age were nothing more than Ye Gong's love of dragons, and it collapsed at the slightest touch, which is really embarrassing.

As the contestants spoke in turn, each person's different personality was fully revealed.

Open-minded and free-spirited, they said that whether they are promoted or not will not affect their determination to pursue their dreams.

Perseveringly, he listed a lot of reasons for choosing himself.

There are also those who are sloppy and shameless, and they almost play the emotional card when they come up.

Many of them still choose Jian Hong as their communication partner, firstly because Lang Qiu doesn't know anyone well, and secondly because Lang Qiu has no interest in this party at all, and has been staring at the promotion area.

Next, it was Fei Zhengqi's turn to speak, and he chose Jian Hong without hesitation.

The audience was quiet, all looking forward to Fei Zhengqi's words.

Based on the relationship between the two of them, as long as Fei Zhengqi asked, Jian Hong would definitely choose him.

However, Fei Zhengqi's first words were: "Brother, give this opportunity to others."

There was a commotion.

All of them stared in surprise and waited for his next words.

Fei Zhengqi said calmly and sincerely: "I am satisfied with walking here with you. I thought about it for a long time just now. Everyone has a dream here, but mine is not here, you know. So here It was an unexpected surprise for me, thank you for inviting me. This experience may be the most glamorous experience in my life. Although I can't accompany you through the game, it does not prevent us from being good friends. No matter where you go Where, buddies support you!"

As he spoke, he raised his fist and punched Jian Hong.

Ke Chun found that this big tall man had an unexpected tenderness, sparkling water splashed in his eyes, this is probably the speech that touched him the most so far.

Jian Hong should have been moved too.

Thinking about that, Ke Chun turned his gaze to Jian Hong.

The warm smile disappeared from his face, and he drooped his eyelids, unable to distinguish the expression, maybe he didn't want people to see the tears in his eyes.

For some reason, Ke Chun's eyes were also a little moist.

If he were sitting in front of the TV right now, he would definitely shout "Choose him! Vote him!".

The contestants present should have the same idea, and there is a thin warmth flowing in the air of the studio.

The two involved did not make any eye contact, but everyone seemed to feel a connection between them.

Afterwards, all the contestants who spoke chose Lang Qiu unanimously, already acquiescing in their hearts that they would not be able to get a spot with Jian Hong.

But Lang Qiu is also a big rock that is hard to crack. No matter how they convince people with reasoning and emotion, this guy has an indifferent face, without blinking his eyes, like a dummy.

The penultimate speaker simply gave up on himself and only said four words - "I want to advance."

The next one is Ke Chun.

Ke Chun took a deep breath, and the audience was silent waiting for him to speak.

"I choose..." His voice echoed in the studio, and he only said a few words when he saw Lang Qiu suddenly turn his face around, and those eyes like the Milky Way were fixed on him, making Ke Chun was taken aback, he clearly read the message of rejection from Lang Qiu's eyes, and lost all confidence in the last two words, he ate them into his stomach.

Director Hei Bang confirmed to him: "Who do you choose?"

Ke Chun sneaked a glance at Lang Qiu, then simply closed his eyes, opened his mouth wide, and said loudly, "Lang Qiu."

This is an unsurprising choice.

Director Hei Bang then asked, "What do you want to say to him?"

Ke Chun was so guilty that he didn't dare to look at Lang Qiu again. He kept his eyes fixed on the wall next to Lang Qiu. There happened to be a red dot pattern there. With his eyes on the spot, his heart became a little more at ease. some.

Ke Chun took a breath and said quickly, "I want to tell him that he is great and will definitely succeed. As his roommate, I firmly believe in his strength."

This wave of flattery was unexpected by everyone, and there were boos one after another.

Ke Chun felt that his feet had turned into two balls of cotton. He bit his bullet and continued, "And then...don't forget what we agreed...others, I won't say much..."

He was finally able to avoid Lang Qiu's gaze, and looked confidently at Director Hei Bang on the big screen, and asked, "I want to sing a song for him, is that okay?"

In just a few words, Ke Chun felt that a century had passed, but it was not over yet. He anxiously waited for Director Hei Bang's reply, and he did not dare to go to see Lang Qiu at all.

For the first time in life, love is still inevitable.

However, the director's reply did not come, but he heard bursts of howling.

Everyone in the studio retreated in unison, staring at Ke Chun with fearful eyes, and many people even waved at him.

Ke Chun was very depressed.

Don't you just sing a song, as for what?

How could he know that Director Hei Bang hadn't replied to him yet, so Lang Qiu raised his hand first.

"I've decided." Lang Qiu said, "I choose him."

He stretched out his hand and pointed forward, and the fingertip was facing Ke Chun.

Ke Chun blinked his eyes twice, but he still didn't understand the situation, what about singing?

Before he could react, the enthusiastic applause instantly drowned him out.

Everyone was praising Lang Qiu, saying that he did a good job.

However, after the likes, some were happy and some were sad. The friends in the promotion area were still immersed in the joy of avoiding the attack on their ears, and the friends in the elimination area were all crying.

No one expected that Lang Qiu would decide so casually!

Now only Jian Hong is left, but don't you know who Jian Hong is thinking about?

Some people have already hugged and bid farewell to the neighbors in advance, and the tears that have been held back for a long time will also burst out wantonly.

In the end, Jian Hong unsurprisingly chose Fei Zhengqi. With the promotion list released, the second round of competition came to an end.

The contestants get together in small groups and are reluctant to part.

Ke Chun was still in a dazed state.

No, what about singing?

I finally found such a good opportunity to express my love, why did I get messed up?

He even blamed Lang Qiu a little in his heart, why is this man so blind?

What about the regrets of my life?

Doesn't this make me die with regret!

Huh?and many more.

Ke Chun suddenly felt something was wrong.

He seems to have advanced?

I go!

Lang Qiu chose him!

Before this huge emotional contrast could be digested, the leader of the emotions gave Ke Chun another blow.

Lang Qiu slapped Ke Chun on the head, and glanced at the big screen. Seeing that Director Hei Bang was about to finish his concluding remarks and was about to withdraw, Ke Chun woke up in a start!