At the end of a brisk song, the audience all stood up.

After monsoon interacted with the host, he stepped down with Lu Yuanxi.

Because the whole process was broadcast live and there were videos in the background, Lu Yuanxi could only whisper: "good performance. I didn't lose face to miss Ben."

Monsoon looked at the camera, lowered his head and smiled, "you did well. I'll give you any reward you want."

Lu Yuanxi "cut", ignored the monsoon and went directly to meet everyone.

As soon as I entered the door, the diva took the lead in clapping, "I like your combination so much. It's better to be young, but I was too serious when I was young and didn't go so crazy."

Monsoon was praised by his predecessors and became even more proud.

After several other heavenly kings and divas also expressed their opinions, only Deng baishen was left.

He made a mistake on the stage just now. He knew that he must have missed the song king this time. As a result, monsoon performed surprisingly well. Deng baishen was jealous to death.

To his surprise, Lu Yuanxi sang so well.

Before their rehearsal, Lu Yuanxi asked to clear the scene, so Deng baishen heard Lu Yuanxi sing for the first time.

In front of the camera, Deng baishen had to show a very friendly appearance even if he was jealous. He came forward with a smile and looked at Lu Yuanxi's eyes with a gentle smile. "I've never heard you sing before. Yuanxi, I didn't expect you to be so powerful."

Lu Yuanxi didn't bother to look at Deng Bai now. He took the monsoon and sat down.

She's been learning to sing since she was a child, okay?

There is a saying well said, yesterday's I you love to answer, today's I you can't stand it.

But now Lu Yuanxi wants to understand that Deng baishen has never been worthy of her. She used to be a sand sculpture, so she will love him wholeheartedly for so many years.

Thinking about Lu Yuanxi's anger, he couldn't help complaining to the Monsoon: "did you say I was a sand sculpture before?"

Monsoon looked at Deng baishen and nodded, "indeed, Tianzi No. 1 sand sculpture."

"Who are you scolding?" Lu Yuanxi glared at monsoon.

Monsoon bit his teeth. "I follow you. Are you angry? Oh, woman."

Lu Yuanxi rolled his eyes. "Oh, man."

Monsoon: "small chicken feet with pickled pepper."

Lu Yuanxi: "braised pig feet."

……

After the last group, it's time to announce the king of this season.

According to the number of votes, the singer of this term is the diva who praised monsoon just now, and monsoon ranked second, and Deng Boshen is still the last.

This result, Bo Qing is very satisfied, as for the monsoon

"Ha ha, the sand sculpture should be the last to play. Did you see that when the votes came out, his face was green, just like pig liver."

At the end of the program, everyone left. As soon as monsoon got into the nanny car, he got up happily, as if he had taken the king of songs.

Thin tilted his eyes and twitched, "are you so happy?"

Monsoon nodded again and again, "of course, the sand sculpture is the penultimate. Aren't you happy?"

Bo Qing looked at the monsoon silently for a while. He really didn't see any regret on his face.

"Haven't you always wanted to take the king of songs?"

Monsoon was elated. "I'm strong enough to win the king of songs, but my qualifications are still shallow. I understand that as long as Deng baishen didn't win the king of songs, I'm happy who took me. Besides, Deng baishen's sand sculpture is the penultimate. I must celebrate."

Thin tilt: "..."

It turned out that the goods thought they didn't get the king of songs because they didn't have enough qualifications. They were so confident in their strength.