Fans immediately exploded:
[No...how could someone have the nerve to compete with Master Jin? ! Our little Highness is a professional singer! ! ! 】
[Sister Qin Yan, can you please stop taking advantage of brother Jin’s popularity...are you crazy about wanting to be famous? 】
[Is Qin Yan floating? Be careful to fall to death]
But Qin Yan is no longer the 18th-line actress with a lot of negative fans. On the contrary, because of her strong stage performance, she has attracted a large number of fans, career fans and girlfriend fans.
"Sisters, kill!"
Their fighting power is so strong that even the smiling CP fans pick up their keyboards and charge into battle:
[Yo yo yo, if I remember correctly, the little prince Poyin was almost eliminated in the last issue~]
[Qi Jin’s fans are crazy, why are they so crazy? Your brother has shrunk from 1.83 meters to 1.77 meters. Scammers, get out! [Rolls eyes]]
[The garbage bag has become a spirit, so it can be filled? Who is Qi Jin, relying on the defense~]
【I feel better about Yanyan! What he is actually better at than others! 】
Having said that, more passers-by remain skeptical.
If it's a singing and dancing competition, Qin Yan can definitely beat Qi Jin, but it's hard to say if it's pure PK singing.
After all, Qi Jin is a professional original singer. He has released many good songs in the past few years and won many new artist awards.
There are still barriers between singers and non-singers.
Therefore, in their view, Qin Yan's bold challenge was an unwise choice and even a sign of blind confidence...
At this moment, Qin Yan had just finished composing a new song.
When she was a child, she liked to listen to Pei Xuran sing and went to learn with him. She also consulted many famous musicians and composers, and her singing skills were not inferior to those of professional singers.
She was in a good mood and smiled to herself: "Qi Jin, are you really ready?"
#QinyanchooseQijinPKSinging#[Hot]
This term immediately became a hot search topic.
The program team also launched a special voting post on Weibo:
"The stage queen Qin Yan chooses to sing against professional singer Qi Jin. Who do you think will win?!"
Some of Qi Jin's fans are still on the verge of quitting, but they have been brainwashed by professional fans who receive money from the studio: "What I love is his talent, his sincerity and gentleness, not external things like height!"
So Jinfan, who was about to lose her fandom, strengthened her belief, went crazy, and kept cutting accounts to vote.
My brother’s vote must win! Brother’s data must be good!
In less than an hour, Qi Jin already had 18,000 votes, while Qin Yan had only 8,000 votes. It was a double kill! ! !
Most passers-by also voted for Qi Jin, and Wen Yunyao's fans also took advantage of every opportunity and secretly belittled him.
Seeing Qi Jin's "big victory", fans began to type on the keyboard and taunted: [It seems that passers-by have eyes, a certain girl really got the first place and then lost, so overestimating her abilities? ? ? 】
[Qin Yan, can you please stop pretending, the crow is singing, be careful of being beaten by our Prince Jin...]
[Fuck, why did I vote for Qin Yan! It would be ridiculous if you professional singers lost, but we actors would not be ashamed if we lost! ! ! 】
【that is! ! Fans of the Little Prince of Poyin, please shut up. I was so weak that I jumped into a limping wave before. It looked like constipation, yUe~]
There were constant fights and quarrels, and the heat was so intense that even the dogs passing by had to be stripped off before they could leave.
The hot search has reached the third place, and it immediately attracted many people to watch.
At this moment, someone silently called in.
The people who were having a huge quarrel saw——
[@裴 Xuran Sapphire] forwarded the Weibo, along with the copy automatically generated by the system: [I voted for the option "Qin Yan", please express your opinion~]
Um……
Um? ? ? ! ! !
All major fans were dumbfounded, even Pei Xuran's own fans couldn't believe it, and passers-by were even more dumbfounded.
Even the chief director was shocked when he found out.
[Fuck me, fuck, fuck, fuck! ! ! Nima]
[No, who the fuck is this high imitation account created by some idiot? ? No... I'm kidding, this is actually Pei Shen himself? ! 】
[Help, the chief instructor comes out to vote in person? Does this mean that Pei Shen thinks Qin Yan sings better? 】
[Holy shit, am I dreaming? 】
[Mom, I’ve had it again hehehehe! [laughing][laughing]]
["A beautiful smile is true" I am tired of shouting this sentence, it is simply a fairy tale! Those who don’t understand are in trouble! [crying]]
#裴神vote for Qin Yan#
Suddenly, word of mouth reversed, and Qin Yan's votes were already equal to Qi Jin's!
"Snapped!"
The phone was hit hard on the glass table, making a crisp sound.
Qi Jin was so angry that he smashed his cell phone, his face turned blue, and his eyes were bloodshot.
Okay, okay, Pei Xuran is a dead beast, his mouth was swollen from kisses in the practice room, and there were hickeys all over his neck. He is so unruly, how can he pretend to be a cold and noble flower of the high mountains?
Ugh, that's disgusting!
Qi Jin's face was ferocious, his chest ached with anger, and smoke was coming out of every pore.
As soon as he closes his eyes, he will think of that ridiculous night yesterday!
Thinking of Mr. Wang's crime tools, thinking of his red cheeks in front of the mirror...thinking of these shames!
Damn it, everyone bullied him, right? !
Qi Jin clenched his fists, raised his foot fiercely, and kicked the man in front of him on the chest, as if he had found a punching bag.
Along with the muffled groan, Chen Yan felt that his bones were about to break, and his body was trampled wantonly by the dirty soles.
No dignity.
Qi Jin glanced at him, with an extremely tough attitude, and asked from a high position:
"Chen Yan, it's time for me to give you the new song, right?"
Chen Yan lowered his eyes and remained silent. He hesitated for a moment before nodding.
Seeing his indecisive look, Qi Jin frowned and said impatiently: "What are you talking about? Why don't you give it to me quickly! Don't you want to see your sister anymore?"
Chen Yan fell to the ground, and blood seemed to overflow from his throat.
Tears fell from the corners of his eyes, he closed his eyes and handed the new song manuscript to Qi Jin.
"Redemption of Stars" is a song that Chen Yan has worked hard for many years. He wants to redeem his stars. He just wants to protect his sick sister...
No matter how much the company squeezed and forced him, he never handed over this song.
Because this song is different and unique to him, and it is the driving force for him to move forward... No one can sing the soul of this song perfectly except him!
But now he has no choice but to gamble and believe that that person will really help him...
Qi Jin's eyes suddenly lit up as he looked at the manuscript, and even his blood couldn't help boiling with excitement.
He hummed the music unconsciously, and the smile on his lips almost reached behind his ears.
This song, this song is just perfect!
It is completely comparable to classic songs, so winning the grand prize is not a problem at all! !
Qi Jin's previous anger completely dissipated, and he smiled and said: "Chen Yan, the song this time is not bad. After I win the award, I promise to let you meet my sister~"
Qi Jin can almost imagine that once this song is released, countless people will praise him as a creative genius!
The challenge of this show was as he expected. In order to get back together with him, Qin Yan had proposed a PK singing competition and would deliberately lose to him.
And he will become No. 1 with this song and become someone who stands at the top and is looked up to! !
Qi Jin left with a smile.
The young man who fell on the ground got up in embarrassment, his whole face pale and sickly.
Chen Yan lowered her thick eyelashes, her eyes were dim and dull, with an indescribable sense of vulnerability and poignancy.
He whispered to himself: "Miss Qin, I have done everything you asked."
You promised me that you would let me live under the sun...
