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

Chapter 43 Report Good Voice?The stick player was also confused

The four instructors looked at each other, and Liu Huanqiang spoke first.

"The melody of your song is catchy, but it's not that outstanding."

"I don't even know the lyrics. I just don't think they are complete sentences. They are all made up of idioms."

Liu Huanqiang has always been more serious and his comments are sharp.

"However, I think this song can arouse the interest of many people and is very helpful for our cultural dissemination and cultural confidence."

Liu Huanqiang changed the topic and elevated the song.

"The teacher is really insightful."

Su Haozhe gave a thumbs up.

"The overall performance is pretty good, mainly because the originality is a plus, the song is not too difficult, and you made no mistakes in singing."

"Very interesting lyrics, I think this is a good attempt, very good."

"The only shortcoming is that it feels too stacked and each sentence has no specific meaning. You can think about this more."

Other instructors also expressed their opinions and then wrote down their scores.

These scores are kept confidential for the time being and will be announced together with other scores at the end of the day.

"Crack~Crack~"

What the instructors said was very good, but the audience was still attracted by the voices on the stage.

The voice was very clear and came from Su Haozhe's microphone.

: "Am I right? Su Shen is eating melon seeds on stage?"

: "I specifically zoomed in on the screen to make sure he was indeed eating melon seeds. This is a stage."

: "Where did he get the melon seeds? Did he install them in advance?"

: "Su Shen really doesn't care about winning or losing, just change the song, and the instructor's comments will be ignored."

: "As I said before, don't guess what Su Shen is thinking, unless you are sick."

: "..."

Even the players backstage rubbed their eyes hard and couldn't believe this.

At the performance of The Voice, I started eating melon seeds before I even got off the stage.

It's too outrageous.

【Points +130】

【Points +160】

【Points +170】

【…】

"Thank you four teachers for your comments."

Su Haozhe put the melon seed peels directly into his trouser pocket.

This quality is still there.

"What's wrong? Do you want to eat too?"

Su Haozhe turned around and saw the host staring at him.

"Don't eat or eat."

The host waved his hands repeatedly, but he didn't have the courage.

"Spiced, if you don't want to eat it, I'll go down."

Su Haozhe grabbed a handful and stretched out his hand.

"No, thanks."

The host smiled and shook his head.

The audience in the live broadcast room laughed even more when they saw this scene.

: "Holy shit, the host wants to eat melon seeds. Su Shen's thinking is not on the same level as ordinary people."

: "I think the caramelized melon seeds are more delicious, and the five-spice one is just average."

: "The green tea flavor is delicious too, but I think the peanut flavor is better."

: "Five-spice is the eternal favorite. Nothing else will do. I only eat five-spice."

: "..."

Shadiao netizens began to argue about which melon seeds taste better.

Su Haozhe returned to the backstage and sat down, glancing at Park Daxiang next to him.

"Fat man, can you get me a glass of water?"

Su Haozhe patted the fat man.

"I'm still watching the game. You can go by yourself."

Fatty doesn't know yet whether he can advance, and has been paying attention to the performance of others.

"I just finished singing. If you want to take a moment, go ahead."

Su Haozhe gave him a stern look.

"Just go, why are you staring at me?"

The fat man remembered the experience of being beaten that day and stood up to get the water.

When the fat man came back, Su Haozhe saw the right moment and flicked a small brick out.

bang~
The brick hit the fat man's calf.

"Ouch, what the hell."

The fat man's left leg felt weak due to pain, and he couldn't hold the cup firmly in his hand, so he spilled some water towards Park Daxiang.

"What are you doing."

Park Daxiang quickly ducked away.

At this moment.

Su Haozhe also came over.

"Is Fatty okay?"

Su Haozhe reached out to help the fat man, but accidentally touched the fat man's arm, and the water from the water glass poured all over Park Daxiang.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to."

The fat man was really wronged and apologized quickly.

"I haven't even gotten on stage yet, and my clothes are all wet."

Park Daxiang was also anxious, how could he perform on stage?

If Su Haozhe hadn't been there, Park Daxiang would have wanted to take action.

"It's okay, I just happened to bring one."

Su Haozhe quickly returned to his seat and got his handbag.

"For me?"

Park Daxiang pointed at himself, a little doubtful of Su Haozhe's kindness.

"I'll give it to you. I'm wearing a little too small. Your performance is more important than your future."

Su Haozhe spoke sincerely and stuffed it into Park Daxiang's hand. "Thanks."

Park Daxiang took his clothes and hurried to the bathroom.

He is contestant No. 43 and will be on stage soon.

"It's better, brother, otherwise you'll have to be beaten. I'll get the water myself."

Su Haozhe took the cup and went to get the water himself.

"Thank you."

The fat man also thanked him.

Park Daxiang came to the bathroom and saw some words written on the white T-shirt.

"There is a good voice."

Park Daxiang doesn't speak Chinese well. He knows the three words "good voice" but can't understand the rest.

It should be the slogan of The Voice.

Park Daxiang didn't have time to think too much, changed his clothes and walked out quickly.

at this time.

Player No. 42 was being commented on the stage. Park Daxiang breathed a sigh of relief, finally there was no delay.

"Now, contestant No. 43 Park Daxiang will be invited to sing on stage."

When the host called out his name, Park Daxiang quickly walked to the stage.

"Thank you."

Park Daxiang bowed deeply when he came up.

The words on the clothes quickly attracted the attention of everyone present.

: "Am I right? This guy's clothes say, "The Voice has a shady story?"

: "There are also small prints that say you can't advance if you don't sign a contract, and you can win prizes by spending money."

: "This stick is here to cause trouble. This is a naked provocation. He is looking for death."

: "Is this true or false? Is this stick a messenger of justice? Some players said there was a shady story before, but they were quickly deleted."

: "..."

The scene was buzzing with people and everyone was talking about it.

Listening to the sounds of the scene, Park Daxiang smiled and bowed again.

It turns out that I am so popular and so many people cheer for me.

It seems that Su Haozhe is a good person. If he doesn't lend me clothes, he will miss the opportunity.

Park Daxiang felt that he had wrongly blamed Su Haozhe, who was obviously a kind man.

"What's going on with this guy? What do you mean by wearing these clothes?"

Director Yan's eyes were solemn and he quickly called the director.

"Are you stupid? Can this scene be broadcast? Hurry up and cut the screen."

Director Yan yelled, the director's emergency response skills were too low, and this thing obviously couldn't be broadcast.

"Ok."

The director quickly switched the camera and showed it directly to the contestants backstage.

"Host, let this player come down and disqualify him."

Director Yan continued to direct the host.

on the stage.

With a confident smile, Park Daxiang prepared to sing and dance.

"Stop, stop."

The host came up directly.

"What's wrong? I haven't started yet?"

Park Daxiang didn't know why.

"You can go down."

The host's expression was also bad. I didn't expect this foreigner to be so ignorant.

The star culture behind it was even more angry.

It is normal to have shady stories. After all, it is a commercial talent show, but this cannot be mentioned on the stage.

Park Daxiang was "invited" for no apparent reason, and the game continued.

Park Daxiang returned to the backstage with a dark face and had no idea what was going on.

"It's okay. I think the response from the audience has been pretty good. Could it be that you were promoted directly?"

Su Haozhe came over and whispered a few words.

"Can you advance without singing?"

Park Daxiang frowned, this was too unreliable.

"Are you stupid? If you don't sing well on the live broadcast, it won't make sense for you to be promoted."

"If you don't sing it now, go back and record it a few more times and find the best version to show the audience. Then it will be perfect."

Su Haozhe used the trick of deception and began to brainwash.

The fat man looked strangely on the sidelines.

When did Su Haozhe and Park Daxiang become so close?

"So that's the case, I was thinking too much."

Park Daxiang nodded, feeling that he was still too young.

If it weren't for this reason, there would be no reason not to sing.

"Please give me back the T-shirt. I remember I need it."

Su Haozhe took the opportunity to ask for the T-shirt. This was physical evidence and could not be kept.

"Thank you. I'll change it for you."

Park Daxiang smiled, then went to the bathroom and changed back.

"There will definitely be reporters asking you today what it was like on stage."

Su Haozhe casually guessed.

"Then what should I say?"

Park Daxiang didn't understand these worldly things, so he asked Su Haozhe.

"You definitely can't say you've been sent out, otherwise you'll be doomed."

"You could say it's all in the air. There's a feeling of confidence and enigma."

Su Haozhe suppressed his laughter and returned to his seat.

You are still weird!
"I think I've heard this sentence before. It's a very cultural sentence. It's not bad."

"Thanks to you, thank you so much."

Park Daxiang bowed to Su Haozhe.

(End of this chapter)