My girl group exploded

Chapter 1704 Ease Your Emotions
Wang Xingrui first stroked her arm vigorously, in her words, it was "killing my goosebumps".

Tang Yue on the side handed the paper to Su Yin while wiping away her tears vigorously.

Lin Xuan'er ran outside. She seemed to be planning to calm herself down by standing in the corridor and blowing the cold wind.

Su Yin was sitting blankly in front of the TV alone, even though there was a lot of toilet paper piled up in front of her, but now she couldn't say a word.

In other words, she didn't know what she should say to ease her current emotions.

If possible, she hopes that this is a late night when no one cares about it. At least she can lie on the bed and listen to the music silently, digesting her emotions silently.

"How about it?"

Someone put his hand on Su Yin's shoulder, and whispered softly in her ear:
"Is it better?"

Su Yin turned around and found that the person was Zhou Yiyang.

So Su Yin immediately touched his face with his hands in a panic, and then said:

"Well, I, I'm almost done now."

The other party burst out laughing: "Don't be shy, in fact, I passed by many rooms just now, and I heard crying one after another from inside."

"What about you, Brother Yang?"

Su Yin turned to the guest, she looked at Zhou Yiyang carefully, and soon found his red eyes.

At this time Zhou Yiyang laughed to himself:

"Me? Well, I do have feelings. But you all know that I'm the kind of person who has a lot of idol baggage, so I didn't really cry."

"So that's the case." Su Yin bit her lower lip: "Brother Yang, can you secretly tell us how many votes Sister Wen Yuan got this time?"

However, Zhou Yiyang shook his head and completely avoided the question:
"I can't say for the time being. Why, you guys are nervous about losing your number one position?"

"How could it be?" Su Yin shook her head: "If it's possible, we don't have any objection to Sister Wen Yuan taking the first place. It's well deserved. Sister Wen Yuan's performance tonight is really great."

"Yes," Wang Xingrui drank a few sips of water, and then slowly restored her throat to its best condition. "Sister Wen Yuan's performance tonight is, I think, her best performance since she took part in the competition. Whether it's skills or emotions, I think she has done it to the extreme."

At this moment, Zhou Yiyang patted their shoulders with a smile, and continued:

"If she knew that you said that, she would be very happy. You have to work hard. You have discovered that everyone's level is actually online. As long as you choose the right song, the effect will be very different."

"But Brother Yang," Tang Yue stood up, seeming to have a completely different opinion on Zhou Yiyang's words: "Did you forget one thing, except us and Sister Wen Yuan, no one else wrote songs for them without you?" !"

At this time, Zhou Yiyang really laughed out loud. He couldn't help giving Tang Yue a thumbs up, and said with a smile:
"Well, thank you Tang Yue, your words really touched my heart."

Tang Yue chuckled, and then said:
"Brother Yang, did those foreign singers come to you specifically to buy songs from you?"

"Of course." Zhou Yiyang simply sat down on the sofa in their room at this time, with a relaxed look: "And he even offered me an offer that I couldn't refuse. But I am really Do you love money then?"

Without waiting for others to volunteer to answer, Zhou Yiyang said solemnly:

"Of course I value the honor of our Huaxia district more, so I justly rejected them."

Hearing what Zhou Yiyang said, the other four had no choice but to applaud him.

"However, all of them have special skills. At least as far as I know, there are quite a few singers who have killer skills. Be careful."

At this time, the four of them had come out of the emotion of the song just now through this gag.

Obviously, Zhou Yiyang made a special trip here with such an idea.

Lin Xuan'er immediately raised her head confidently: "Of course we won't be afraid, the four of us obviously have trump cards, it's useless!"

Although Tang Yue and Su Yin were stunned, they didn't know what trump card they had.But since everyone has said so, the two of them can only agree.

After Zhou Yiyang left, Tang Yue took out her mobile phone, and as expected, she found that Wen Yuan was on the trending search.

"This song is so popular on Douyin!" Tang Yue's tone didn't sound surprising at all: "I see that many people have already used this song as the background to tell their own stories."

"Normal," Wang Xingrui said softly, "whether the singing or the theme of this song is particularly in line with the public's aesthetics. It is both beautiful and touching. Anyone who listens to this song will be infected by the emotions in it. is the most important."

Su Yin smiled, and continued:

"If I hadn't participated in the competition, I would have posted on Weibo to promote the song by now."

As for Wen Yuan, a singer, she relaxed a little when she returned to her room and faced her manager.

"I still couldn't restrain myself in the end," Wen Yuan sighed, and she seemed a little disappointed from her tone: "I shouldn't cry."

The manager immediately shook his head: "How is it possible? Do you know how many people on the Internet gave us high marks for this song just because of your last cry?"

"Really?" Wen Yuan looked a little disbelieving: "I thought netizens were going to say that my singing is artificial, I can only show off my skills, but I don't know how to express my emotions!"

"Of course not." The manager shook his head: "Now netizens think that your emotions are too good. Some even say that this is the best performance at the beginning of the World Championship. Believe me, your performance in this issue The number of votes will definitely not be low, at least the promotion is no problem."

"Really?" Wen Yuan was obviously not as confident as when she just participated in the competition: "I don't have many fans who vote, do I?"

"Who said that." The agent shook his head: "We still have a lot of young fans. The most important thing is that you have touched a lot of people this time, and your passerby will be very high."

Hearing what the manager said, Wen Yuan finally calmed down.

"Thank you." Wen Yuan took a deep breath, and then laughed: "Then I can look at the subsequent performances with a normal heart."

It's just that what Wen Yuan didn't know was that the person who performed behind her had no sense of normalcy.

The expression of Aoki Xuande who appeared at this moment was no different from that of a dead fish.

He stepped forward with some desperation, like a clockwork robot began to perform.

(End of this chapter)