This anchor is legal but sick, so he wears it conspicuously

"Of course it's no problem, but my signature isn't worth anything either."

Sometimes Su Haozhe doesn't understand, what's the use of having this signature?

After simply signing a name, the program team left.

Conflicts among young people come and go quickly, as long as they are mentally balanced.

After coming back to record a few episodes of the program, Su Haozhe had to leave again.

No way.

The finals of The Voice are about to begin.

Only the last five people are left in the competition, and the national champion will soon be selected.

Su Haozhe was stunned and returned directly to The Voice.

Good voice training base.

"Fat man, can you stop nagging. If you continue like this, I will go next door to rest."

Su Haozhe came back in the afternoon and wanted to take a nap, but he didn't expect the fat man to keep mumbling.

"Why are you still resting? Have you decided on your song? The competition is about to begin."

The fat man was very excited. Anyway, this time he was at least fifth.

If you practice more and get into the top three, you will make a lot of money.

"Don't bother, it will be good to be fifth. Before you were promoted, you were all original songs, which were also more popular."

"Now the remaining five people are more skilled than the other. The high notes, low notes, vibrato, and bubble sounds are simply outrageous."

"Do you think you have a chance?"

Su Haozhe beat the fat man mercilessly.

The fat man was silent and sighed after a while.

"I'm not a music major. My singing skills are indeed not as good as theirs, but I have to work hard."

Fatty knew his disadvantages, so he sang harder.

"I'm convinced. I'll ask the director to open a separate room. I can't sleep here."

Su Haozhe stood up directly and asked the program team to open another room.

"Cat, are you following me or him?"

Su Haozhe patted the golden retriever on the head.

"Wang Wang Wang."

Golden Retriever called out to Su Haozhe.

"Okay, then just follow him."

Su Haozhe nodded and quickly closed the door when Golden Retriever didn't react.

Fatty:......

Ever since the golden retriever was fostered by Fatty, Su Haozhe was only responsible for playing with him, not eating, drinking, or peeing, and he was very carefree.

The other players were also practicing nervously, but Su Haozhe was the only one who was just strolling outside.

"I must win this time, so that I won't have to perform military service when I go back, and there will be a series of rewards."

Park Daxiang wore a headset and faced a large mirror, constantly practicing his moves, hoping to win this competition.

As the only foreign player, all resources were given to Park Daxiang.

No matter what equipment, personnel, harmonies, etc., Park Daxiang has whatever he wants, everything is for the final performance.

In the hotel corridor.

Yan Ruxue walked over.

"Hello, why does this beauty look so familiar?"

Su Haozhe smiled and said hello.

"You hang around down there every day, why don't you practice singing?"

Yan Ruxue knew Su Haozhe's strength.

But having strength but not working hard is even more infuriating.

"Wow, are you caring about me? I'm so flattered."

Su Haozhe didn't expect Yan Ruxue to say so many words.

"I don't want to see good works delayed by you. If you have works, practice hard and don't ruin them."

Yan Ruxue's pursuit of music is still very pure, and she doesn't want to see good things being buried.

Just like when you see a beautiful thing, but the owner doesn't cherish it at all, you will feel a little suffocated.

"So I said, just follow me, sign a contract, and I will give you good works. Isn't this killing two birds with one stone?"

Su Haozhe still wanted to win over Yan Ruxue.

With good looks and a good voice, it would be difficult for a singer like this not to become famous.

"Let's talk about this after you win the championship."

Yan Ruxue was a little speechless when she saw Su Haozhe's careless look.

"Then when I win the championship, you can hang out with me, that's it."

Su Haozhe decided directly. Yan Ruxue didn't respond and went back to the room. the next day.

The finals of The Voice are here as promised.

The venue for the game is a large stadium.

"Welcome to the audience on site, in front of the TV and in the live broadcast room."

"This may be the last episode of The Voice because it's already the finals."

"The Voice has gained huge attention this year. Thanks to everyone for your support. Today will definitely be a very exciting competition."

"..."

The host walked to the middle of the stage, started to warm up the venue, and interacted with the audience.

Backstage.

"Not nervous, not nervous, not nervous."

The fat man lowered his head and kept hypnotizing himself.

"What's your name?"

Su Haozhe touched the fat man's shoulder.

"not nervous."

The fat man replied casually.

"So you're not nervous, I thought you were fat, hahaha."

Su Haozhe laughed from the side.

Park Daxiang glared dissatisfiedly, and at this time he was also silently adjusting his state.

"Are your eyes uncomfortable? Why are you looking at me?"

Su Haozhe glanced disdainfully.

"Stop talking, you're making me even more nervous now."

The fat man took a few deep breaths and then calmed down.

"Brother, I tell you, if you are nervous, just change your attention. The more you talk about not being nervous, the more nervous you will be."

"Look, your hands are clenched and red. Can you still sing?"

Su Haozhe pointed at the fat man's hand, which was already red.

"Diversion of attention? It seems to work."

The fat man followed this suggestion and began to meow left and right to distract himself.

Most of the other contestants have some performance experience and are relatively calm.

Not long after, the contestants' performance officially began.

"Contestant Yan Ruxue is invited to sing on stage."

The host announced the curtain at the front desk.

Yan Ruxue was already waiting in the waiting area and climbed up directly from the bottom of the stage.

Hua Hua Hua~

The audience burst into thunderous applause, and everyone welcomed the beauty.

Yan Ruxue didn't make too many moves or speak, she closed her eyes and nodded.

The prelude came in slowly and the performance officially began.

Yan Ruxue sang a very slow love song, telling the story of a girl's secret love, with very delicate emotions.

"Fat man, don't you think she wants to sing to me?"

Su Haozhe was working on the sidelines.

"Pull her down, I think she usually ignores you."

The fat man smiled and shook his head.

The two chatted in the background, and the fat man's nervousness was relieved a lot.

After a song is sung, everyone starts scoring.

However, the current scores are not public, and the ranking will not start until all the songs are finished.

The next person to perform on stage was Park Daesang.

Judging from Park Dae Sang's outfit, this is a singing and dancing song.

Park Daxiang has excellent dancing skills, so naturally he cannot let this advantage go to waste.

"I didn't expect it to be a Huayu song. Park Daxiang understands it so well."

The fat man frowned. This time Park Daxiang sang a relatively well-known song.

Well-known songs are more likely to resonate with the audience and have obvious advantages.

"It doesn't matter what the song is, let's watch my brother come on stage and kill people randomly."

Su Haozhe is also very confident in the songs he prepared.

The goal this time is to win the championship. As long as we win the championship, the road ahead will be easy. (End of chapter)