I'm not a big star

Chapter 228 I... have a stomachache (second update)

PS: Second update
The Voice Competition is still going on in full swing.

The performance on the court was very intense, and all the contestants tried their best to compete for the semi-finals. Only those who won the semi-finals were eligible to compete for the first Voice of America champion a week later.

In any case, the first championship is of great significance, after all, it is a historic record of opening up territories.

Chu Qing didn't take the championship seat very seriously, so his mentality was not bad, and he felt that he only needed to sing every song well.

Although Xu Wanying lost in the battle with Chu Qing, Xu Wanying's strength and popularity are not weak at all. In the next match, Xu Wanying almost defeated Chen Gaoyang from Deng Peichuan's group with a triumphant song all the way. Become one of the candidates for the final four.

Chen Gaoyang, a 1.9-meter-tall man from the Northeast, shed tears on the stage after losing the game. It was obvious that his eyes were very unwilling and uncomfortable, but a game is a game, no matter how sad you are, you can only can accept the result.

It's useless to sell miserably with snot and tears.

You are not a beautiful woman, no one will sympathize with you...

Chu Qing quietly sat on the chairs in the lounge with Zhao Yinger and watched the competition on the stage.

Zhao Yinger held Chu Qing's hand tightly, as if she was afraid that if she didn't hold Chu Qing tightly, she would let go and run away.

Chu Qing feels uncomfortable being held like this. The lounge has air conditioning and it is quite comfortable, but the hands of the two of them are very hot when they hold hands all the time...

Chu Qing wanted to break free, but Zhao Yinger was holding her hand very tightly. Chu Qing couldn't break free for a while, maybe she could break free with force, but Chu Qing was afraid that if she exerted force, she would hurt Zhao Yinger...

Ok……

Chu Qing looked at Zhao Yinger speechlessly at the moment, but saw that Zhao Yinger looked at the stage as if nothing happened, and didn't feel the heat in her palm at all.

Helpless.

Doesn't she feel hot anymore?
Yes, Chu Qing was very helpless.

"My competition is coming up soon, I have to prepare..." Chu Qing, who was so hot from being covered, finally spoke.

"Ah, what are you going to do?" Zhao Yinger turned her head and looked at Chu Qing with a smirk.

Her IQ seems to be taken away by something, as silly and sweet.

"I have to at least adjust the guitar in advance... If the guitar is out of tune, it will be very embarrassing during the competition."

"Oh..." Zhao Yinger nodded and saw the expression on Chu Qing's face before letting go.

After letting go, Chu Qing also heaved a sigh of relief.

He stood up, picked up the guitar next to him, and listened very carefully to each note.

Sometimes he frowned, sometimes stretched and relaxed.

Zhao Yinger just looked at Chu Qing like this.

Many people say that men are the most attractive and attractive when they are serious, and Zhao Yinger feels that this sentence is indeed true.

After Chu Qing tuned the guitar, she carefully put the guitar on her back and stood up looking at the big screen.

The big screen showed that the duel between the two singers was over, and after the voting ended, it was time for Chu Qing to appear...

"What song are you going to sing?" Zhao Yinger asked after seeing Chu Qing's serious expression.

"Hometown." Chu Qing laughed.

"Hometown...is that the one written by Qin Han?"

"I didn't create it."

"Original?"

"Yes, original." Chu Qing nodded to Zhao Yinger without blushing.

Anyway, I am a time traveler, and the time traveler is the biggest.

You say plagiarism plagiarism?

How can the world of the traversers be said to be plagiarism?These are all original, okay?

"If you come on, I won't say it. Not only did I not say it, but I feel that I have some sympathy for your opponent..." Zhao Yinger suddenly laughed mischievously.

"What do you sympathize with?" Chu Qing looked at Zhao Yinger's smile, and he felt that Zhao Yinger's smile was high and unpredictable.

"After other singers came on stage and sang, at least there was some suspense in the popularity vote, but you came on stage... tsk tsk..." Zhao Yinger smiled even brighter on her beautiful face.

"what happened?"

"Stupid, the popularity vote has no suspense."

"Haha." Chu Qing looked at Zhao Yinger's teasing smile, and he also smirked.

Zhao Yinger seems to have a sense of humor.

But this joke is not very funny, it's a bit cold...

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"Zhou Hong, please mourn, I will wait for you outside."

Chen Gaoyang lost the game and was also crying, but when he left the stage and passed by the student lounge, he happened to see Zhou Hong holding a guitar, and he stopped involuntarily.

"..." The student named Zhou Hong looked very bitter, trying to show a smile to show that he was not discouraged, but the smile he showed felt like a wry smile no matter how you looked at it.

Chen Gaoyang patted Zhou Hong on the shoulder and left. Although he lost the game, his depressed mood after seeing Zhou Hong suddenly improved a lot for no reason...

Well, he even felt that he was lucky to lose to Xu Wanying.

About 10 minutes later, another young man with red hair walked over. When the red-haired young man came in, his face was gloomy and gloomy, and even his eyes were depressed. But after Zhou Hong, the red-haired young man He laughed again for no reason.

Although he reminded himself that he should be very sad when he lost the game, he should not laugh, he must maintain this low expression, and he must not show a gloating expression, this is normal, but...

Wait, why the gloating expression?
What's wrong with my mood?
"Zhou Hong, come on, I'll wait for you outside, I hope you don't make me wait too long, haha!" The red-haired young man followed Chen Gaoyang too much. Chen Gaoyang didn't say anything, but the red-haired young man said something directly Don't make me wait long and leave with a laugh.

Watching the red-haired young man leave, Zhou Hong felt even more depressed.

However, his depression didn't last long. More than 20 minutes later, people came to the lounge again...

Zhou Hong looked up.

"Young man, come on, I'm optimistic about you, um, don't get your head shaved! I'll wait for you..."

"..."

After a while, the door of the lounge opened again...

"Young man, I won't say anything about mourning, but what should I say, we'll wait for you to poke mahjong together..."

"..."

Zhou Hong watched the four bastards walk by him and everyone looked very happy, as happy as picking up a treasure, Zhou Hong's mood instantly didn't know how to describe it.

Why are you still showing such a smile after losing the game?

Are you paralyzed with a sense of public morality?

Aren't I going to PK with Qingzi in the next match?
What if I suddenly exploded in strength and won the game unexpectedly?
There are still miracles in this world, okay?
I will counterattack, I will slap in the face, I will let the entire Good Voice program know who is the real potential champion, I will...

Thinking of this, I somehow thought of Chu Qing's terrifying popularity and earth-shaking singing skills...

The originally fiery, ambitious heart was half cooled.

Then, Zhou Hong suddenly discovered that playing mahjong is actually quite interesting...

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"Now I announce that Chu Qing, a popular student in Jiang Feng's group, will face Zhou Hong, a gentle singing voice in Deng Peichuan's group!"

After the host announced the students who will be appearing next, the entire audience of Good Voice screamed with excitement.

Chu Qing still walked up step by step, very slowly but very steadily.

He felt like he had to give his all in every game.

However, Zhou Hong’s expression was very strange. Although his head was held high and his chest looked high, his complexion was not very good-looking. I didn’t even know if it was an illusion. Everyone felt that Zhou Hong was not participating in a singing competition. It was a strange idea to go directly to the battlefield as cannon fodder.

Zhou Hong is very hard...

The moment he stepped onto the Haosheng stage, he felt that his mentality exploded, and he looked down...

The audience below, these mentors seem to be looking at Qingzi, why is no one looking at me?
Why is even Mr. Deng Peichuan looking at Qingzi?

Depend on!
No one follows me?
Am I going to die later?It's not shameful to be run over by Qingzi, but if my head is shaved, wouldn't I really be finished?
How embarrassing is that, the first singer in the history of The Voice to have his head shaved and have 0 votes?

Zhou Hong found that his state of mind was far from as good as he imagined, and even he who had never had stage fright suddenly had stage fright.

Before the battle, the mentality will explode first...

Chu Qing touched the guitar and looked at Zhou Hong.

Zhou Hong is actually a very strong opponent. Chu Qing has heard Zhou Hong sing love songs. Zhou Hong's love songs have a little nostalgic taste, and his voice is full of style, which is very contagious. Moreover, in the blind selection, Zhou Hong He is also a strong player for the four mentors to compete for.

Chu Qing took a deep breath, he knew that he still had to go all out to sing a good song, no matter what he couldn't be careless, he felt that his singing skills were still a little bit worse than Zhou Honglai's, at least not delicate enough.

Zhou Hong felt that Chu Qing was looking at him, and his mood exploded.

What is Qingzi looking at me for?
Why do I feel like he is looking at the meat on the cutting board?It seems that you are thinking about where to start to completely crush yourself?

Why does the more I look at it, the more I feel that Qingzi has bad intentions?

I……

Zhou Hong's heart jumped, and his back was drenched with sweat...

"Next, the contestants are invited to shake hands with each other...the competition officially begins..."

Zhou Hong was inexplicably shocked!
The voice of the host's re-announcement usually sounded very pleasant, but now it sounded like thunder to Zhou Hong.

Yes, thunder!
Chu Qing smiled and walked towards Zhou Hong, Zhou Hong also walked towards Chu Qing...

He felt that Chu Qing's eyes were getting more and more strange.

When the two shook hands, Chu Qing felt that Zhou Hong's hand was wet, as if it had just been washed.

Chu Qing looked at Zhou Hong with some doubts.

Unexpectedly, looking at Zhou Hong like this, Zhou Hong's body trembled again.

He felt that Chu Qing's eyes were full of malicious intentions, ready to hit him from all sides, and then shave his head bald.

Thinking about it this way, Zhou Hong's mentality collapsed again.

This is a conspiracy, definitely a conspiracy, I must not let the conspiracy succeed, absolutely not!

Zhou Hong even felt that this match was a conspiracy against himself...

"Next, I announce the start of the game..." The host announced the start of the game.

"and many more!"

Just when Chu Qing and Zhou Hong let go of their hands and took a deep breath to adjust their game, Zhou Hong suddenly shouted tremblingly...

"?"

The host looked at Zhou Hong strangely. Zhou Hong was hugging his stomach at the moment, and his face became even paler.

"I'm sorry...I, I abstain...I have chest pains and difficulty breathing. It seems that my heart is a little uncomfortable...I want to go to the hospital?"

"Heart pain?" The host looked at Zhou Hong, a little confused, "Heart is not here..."

"Ah... I... My stomach hurts too... I'm sorry, I can't compete... I'm sorry, I'm sorry, teacher..." Zhou Hong shamelessly choked out such a sentence on the stage, and then turned around feeling very uncomfortable He stepped down with his belly in his arms.

Chu Qing was dumbfounded.

The audience was stunned...

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"Damn, I took off my pants, why did you let me see this?"

"You are paralyzed, your stomach doesn't hurt at the critical moment, but your stomach hurts when the game is about to begin!"

"You are sick, you! Your heart hurts, what are you doing covering your stomach..."

"Brother, I, Fat Tiger, don't believe your reason at all!"

"..."

"You are paralyzed... Do you want to do this game? Why are you quitting halfway?"

"Depend on!"

The audience outside the stadium cursed...

(End of this chapter)