The results of the competition were all announced. Some people were happy and others were worried. In this way, they began with similar expressions and ended with different expressions.

Han Mo is confident that his performance will not be poor. After all, the quality of the song "southern girl" is there. It is highly popular in the original world, but he doesn't care whether it will be the first.

Ye Lizhi is very satisfied with his results. His goal is to be eliminated. He can sing until the last game is a complete victory. He always says that the rest is the king. If he can stay in the last and sing for ten games, he is the winner.

Liu Xiaoqing, who ranked seventh in this competition, because the song she sang was a love song route, and her voice belonged to the sweet type, but she didn't have any explosive power. She had the opportunity to show her face only after waiting in line for three years in the company. She had been prepared for a long time. Originally, she had poor psychological quality and was not confident, so she had a lot of pressure. When she was on stage, she was changed in the order of appearance, which was just worse for her, She was forced to be the first one on the stage, which made her more nervous and didn't play well. Everyone was talking privately that she must be eliminated next.

After the results were announced, the audience left the stage. When the contestants stepped down, Liu Xiaoqing fainted directly. Later, the staff on the stage carried her to the lounge.

The last is Wang Yao. She thought she was the first one, but she became the second. She didn't have any brain. She won't think whether others really sing better than herself and the songs are more infectious. Now she's full of how to step on Han Mo under her feet. "If he didn't want to change No. 7 to me, where would she get him in the first round?" Wang Yao spoke loudly. It was obviously for the agent, but in fact it was for other singers.

The agent quickly pulled Wang Yao's arm. The little girl was not sensible, but she now knew that Han Mo was not a newcomer who was praised by sichen media. Meng Si brought her own artist. She put a "Shh" mouth and said in a low voice, "let's go, stop talking."

Wang Yao's words were just heard by Ye Lizhi. He rolled his eyes and caught up with Han Mo walking in front, "man, you're great today. I want to rush to the stage and hug you《 Southern girl is against the sky. Where did you get your creative inspiration? Tell me about it. "

Han Mo smiled. He really didn't know how to answer. He liked this song very much, but he just moved from the original world. As for the creative inspiration, Han Mo didn't know. He could only smile without saying anything.

Meng Si breathed a long sigh of relief and patted Han Mo on the shoulder. "You really give me a long face today. I heard you sing really well before, but I'm afraid that if something happens on the scene, the moth will fall off the chain. Fortunately, your boy's stage control ability is still very strong. When you stop there, you will have the aura of a champion." Meng Si said with his hands on his hips and shook his neck.

Meng Si's words and body language were too exaggerated. Han Mo was a little speechless and went straight ahead. Meng Si was stunned in the back before he reacted. Han Mo had gone and hurried to catch up.

Han Mo is not sure whether he can achieve the blockbuster Meng Si wants, but for himself, just try his best. Maybe he thinks too much about his kung fu in the previous life, but he doesn't like it in this life.

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At the end of the game, Han Mo got home very late and went to bed after taking a bath until a crazy mobile phone ring the next morning.

Han Mo connected the phone and didn't have time to speak.

"Did you surf the Internet?" Meng Si's excited voice came through the receiver. The voice was sharp and loud. Han Mo couldn't help taking away his mobile phone a little.

"No." Han Mo was awakened by the phone. Naturally, he didn't surf the Internet. He thought he was too tired and slept heavily, so he didn't hear the sound of the alarm clock. He glanced at the alarm clock at the head of the bed and was stunned. It was less than six o'clock.

"Get online quickly." Meng Si was so excited that he had to drill down the radio wave to Han Mo and drag him up directly.

Han Mo didn't quite understand what Meng Si was going to do. He asked faintly, "what?"

"Wechat."

Han Mo just said "Oh".

Hang up and Han Mo logs in to his wechat. This number has never been published since registration. Other artists send some daily food, drink and fun from time to time to let fans know what they are doing. Only Han Mo didn't like this kind of thing before. This time, if Meng Si didn't ask for registration again and again, he would never do it.

Just after landing successfully, his hand kept ringing. He didn't turn off the sound of receiving messages from the software. There were too many messages in the moment. The small red numbers originally displayed in the column of new messages became a pile of ellipsis.

Before he could click on the news, a row of numbers at the top of the home page suddenly broke into the sight of Han Mo, with 20000 fans.

Last time he just registered successfully, he had only more than 100 fans. In addition to his colleagues in the company, there were some marketing accounts, but today he suddenly rose so much.

Han Mo ordered new news, and messages jumped out one by one. There were too many messages. Han Mo couldn't see the bottom one at all, because new information kept jumping out, and he could only see the latest news in front.

"Hello, Han Mo, I'm your loyal fan. I've loved your song since the video. I didn't know your appearance at that time. I just thought I could write such a beautiful song as those flowers. I must be a person with a story."

"The southern girl is so beautiful. I've been single cycling all night. This is called a song. This is the work that tells the story in our hearts. Han Mo, I support you. "

"There was once a girl like that who came to the north for me, but I didn't cherish it. Now she has married and had children. I hope she will be happy all her life. Your song reminds me of the bitter days of those years. The days are bitter but the heart is sweet. Thank you, southern girl. "

"Beidu is really not a place for people to stay. It's too stressful. Now I've gone home with my southern girl. I listened to your song last night, and my wife said that the song was singing her, ha ha."

Han Mo looked at the flash of information one by one. Some praised his song for being well written and others praised him for singing well, but most of them were still recalling the past through the southern girl.

A good melody of a song can make people want to hear, while a good lyrics of a song can make people play circularly. Han Mo admits that "southern girl" has this charm, which can let you lie in a lonely bed in a quiet cabin, close your eyes and listen again and again

Suddenly, the home page pushed a topic, # "looking for a good voice" predicted the ranking in the second phase. The message area of the topic is open, and the replies of netizens are rolling below.

"Guess the result of the next competition. I bet Han Mo is still the first. If I lose, I'll be single for another year."

"Man, you still need to swear for such an obvious thing?"

"I voted for Han Mo, who did you vote for?"

"Han Mo plus one."

"Han Mo + 999"

"Han Mo + 10086"

Han Mo points into the homepage of wechat, and the program of "looking for a good voice" has made great publicity. It almost dominates the whole page, which is about the topic of yesterday's program. Many front-line celebrities have also forwarded photos of the game, or left messages under the official wechat of the program group to express their support.

The row of little red "hot" on the hot search list was very conspicuous, and Han Mo's attention was shifted to the hot search list.