Little milk dad big star

Chapter 241 Surprising Number of Votes

Ye Xiaosheng looked at the reaction of many audiences in the audience, showed a hearty smile, waved his hand, and there was a burst of warm applause, squeezed the headset, squinted his eyes slightly, moved his lips, and a passionate singing sound rang out stand up.

The passionate and passionate singing reached everyone's ears, and many people raised their light sticks and kept waving them.

Like a sea of ​​stars, one after another, Ye Xiaosheng on the stage showed a burning look in his eyes, and passionate music resounded throughout the venue, even people wandering outside the gate could vaguely hear the sound.

That's right, Ye Xiaosheng was uncharacteristically tonight, instead of soft and lyrical songs, he chose deafening and passionate rock music.

Rock music is simple, powerful, and straightforward, especially its strong rhythm, which matches the energetic and active characteristics of many audiences at the scene.

At the end of the song, Ye Xiaosheng bowed slightly to the crowd on the high platform as a gesture of politeness, and then walked down the stairs on the side.

"Thank you, Ye Xiaosheng for bringing us shocking music." Ling Fei's melodious voice sounded at the right time.

The goddess's melodious voice can always attract a small part of the inner dynamics, no, just after the words fell, there was a burst of applause.

"Ah ah ah"

"The music just now was so good, I couldn't help but beat with the emotional melody"

"Me too"

"Brother Sheng, the champion tonight must be you."

"come on! Come on"

Under the guidance of booing applause, most of the audience gave their warmest applause, thanking the other party for the exciting music just brought.

Of course, there are lively places and quiet places. For example, the place where the fluorescent sign holding the three characters Su Zimo is located, although there are not many people, there are still hundreds of people there, and this place seems quiet. Many, casually clapped their hands, their faces were not filled with joy, but full of worry, worrying about whether Su Zimo would be able to overwhelm the opponent and win the championship.

"Xiao Yu, do you think Uncle Zimo can win the championship?" Somewhere in the auditorium, a cute girl with short hair and round face, about fifteen or sixteen years old, said worriedly to the long-haired girl sitting beside her.

"Well, I don't know about this either," the long-haired girl thought for a while, and finally said helplessly.

"Well, I can only hope that uncle will be able to turn the tide." The short-haired girl blinked her eyes, and said worriedly with her baby fat face looking extremely cute.

"Hmm..." The long-haired girl seemed much quieter, she just nodded. Although she didn't speak, her big watery eyes occasionally showed a look of worry.

"Okay, now please take out your mobile phones to edit text messages. The time limit is still 10 minutes. Overdue will be void and votes will be counted on the spot," Xie Fengxing said calmly.

Hearing this, the audience in the audience took out their mobile phones one after another, edited and sent out text messages, which naturally included many viewers who supported Ye Xiaosheng in front of the TV, and the same was true.

On the huge screen, the green column showing the number of votes is constantly increasing.

"Congratulations, Ye Xiaosheng got 68742 votes this time. According to statistics, the original votes were 39000, and the total number of votes is 107742." Xie Fengxing looked at the marked votes, with a look of excitement on his face. Said in an enthusiastic tone.

A worried look flashed across Ling Fei's beautiful eyes.

"Wow, did I hear you wrong? People with more than [-] votes?"

"It's unbelievable, the number of votes is so high?"

"In this case, is the championship stable?"

"Ah? Is there no hope for Zimo?"

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Unsurprisingly, the audience in the audience burst into comments full of surprise, but it didn't take long before the overwhelming applause rang out, accompanied by warm cheers.

Compared with this intense and lively situation, the auditorium where Su Zimo's fans were located looked much bleak, and everyone looked worried and powerless.

After all, Ye Xiaosheng got too many votes this time, and the total number of votes exceeded [-]. Don't think about whether there is any water in it, but the data is like this, and no one can doubt it.

"Ah? There are so many votes, Xiaoyu, Uncle Zimo is in danger now." The short-haired, round-faced girl let out a worried voice again.

"Well, uncle," the long-haired quiet girl said hesitantly, but she didn't say the last few words, but from her face, she was really worried.

"Oh, although Ye Xiaosheng on the stage is pretty good at singing, but I still support uncle to win the championship. Uncle is the best. Otherwise, wouldn't we come all the way from Kyoto for nothing?" The round-faced girl turned her face The worried look swept away, revealing a high-spirited appearance, waving pink fists, planning in his heart, when his uncle comes out, he must shout loudly and cheer for the other party.

"En." The quiet girl nodded, appearing to agree.

Su Xi'er was startled by the enthusiastic directions around her, stretched out a small fleshy hand to grab Mei Bixue's hand, looked at the cheering audience beside her, and timidly said "Aunt Mei"

"What's the matter, little girl?" Although Mei Bixue was worried in her heart, she looked at Su Xi'er who was slightly wronged, showed a tender smile, gently stroked the other's little head, and said softly.

"Yeah, Xiaoxi, what's the matter?" Yang Leling who was sitting next to him looked at the other person's little face and said in a slightly worried voice.

"I'm afraid..." After all, Su Xi'er was still a child less than three years old, looking pitiful at the intense scene.

Mei Bixue was slightly stunned, hugged the other party in her arms, gently stroked the other party's little head, and coaxed in a low voice, "It's okay, Aunt Mei is here."

Su Xi'er felt the warmth and sense of security coming from the other party's arms, and smelled the good smell from the other party's body, she couldn't help sniffing, the timidity in her heart gradually dissipated, she stretched out her small white hands, and embraced Looking at each other, blinking a pair of big eyes, looking very cute.

"The number of votes received exceeds [-]. It seems that Ye Xiaosheng has a good chance of winning the championship tonight. Excuse me, what do you want to say?" Xie Fengxing praised first, and then asked with a smile.

"I don't dare to say that I won the championship. After all, there is Brother Mo. I like his songs very much." Ye Xiaosheng's original calm expression disappeared, and he smiled greenly.

"It seems that you are really humble, haha, but no matter what, your achievement is worthy of congratulations." Xie Fengxing said heartily while holding the microphone.

Ling Fei on the side looked at this scene with a smile, but it's unknown if that was true in her heart.

After saying a few more words, Ye Xiaosheng was asked to retreat backstage due to time constraints, then Xie Fengxing raised the microphone in his hand and said loudly in an inexplicable tone

"Now, please invite our player Su Zimo to play"

As soon as the words fell, the lights of the audience dimmed, and once again fell into a scene where you couldn't see your fingers.

(End of this chapter)