The system invites me to be a teacher

Although the other players did not have the complicated mood of Tang Ji and Fang Qiong, the atmosphere was still tense when Chen Kai announced the score.

dong...

"10, 9, 8... 4, 3, 2, 1... Time is up!"

Chen Kai said loudly: "How many points can Zheng Aiming score? The advertisement...I'm sorry, it's easy to say, now please watch the big screen!"

"Huo--"

"No way?"

"..."

The crowd boiled, because the number displayed on the big screen was 99!

It is important to know that there were 100 people participating in the voting this time, that is to say, except for one of them, everyone else gave an affirmative vote.

The players in the backstage were ashamed. There is no doubt that the only second place for promotion has been basically determined to be taken away in advance.

For everyone whose competition is already extremely cruel, this is tantamount to worsening the situation.

Sure enough, the second contestant came on stage. She sang a classic old song. After going through a similar process with Zheng Mao, she finally scored 68 points and was basically eliminated.

Then came third with 82 points.

Fourth place, 78 points...

Although the game was going fast, there were still too many people. By 7 o'clock in the evening, hurry up and finally finished one third.

During this period, there were also several outstanding performances, such as a middle-aged man who deeply reinterpreted a love song and scored 96 points.

There was also a girl with a sweet smile, who got 94 points with her ethereal and distant voice.

By this time, the backstage was full of grief.

When we first learned about the super high elimination rate, although everyone was solemn in their hearts, they still had a chance of luck.

But reality tells them that luck is impossible on this stage.

Although the judgment of the 100 audience members in the audience is not absolutely fair, it is only for the average person, as long as you sing well, there is no problem with getting a high score.

And 139 chooses 2, except for the best few people, fairness and unfairness no longer matter.

Tang Ji's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot.

He no longer cares about angering Confucius, Mencius and others. The competition is now not cruel, but cruel.

In terms of singing skills and level, he is not bad at all, not even weaker than many famous singers, but he found that he still underestimated the heroes of the world.

For example, the middle-aged man who scored 96 points completely surpassed the original singer. It would not be impossible to get a full score without Zheng Aizhuyu in front.

And myself...

Even if the whole team is backed up, he can't guarantee that he will be better than the middle-aged man. A little mistake is made, the consequences...

And the game only lasted one-third, who can guarantee that there will be no stronger characters behind?

After hesitating for a long time, he called the female assistant: "I need the WeChat ID of all the audience in Hall 13."

The female assistant was taken aback: "WeChat ID? What do you want this for?"

Tang Ji said, "Send these people a red envelope of 1,000 yuan with the title of my song."

The female assistant was taken aback: "Huh? Will something happen like this?"

Tang Ji chuckled: "Don't worry, I haven't finished it yet. In addition to my song title, I will also bring all three scores above 90 today. The release time is also placed 30 minutes before my appearance."

The female assistant gave a thumbs up directly: "High, it is really high!"

When the time reached 7:30 in the evening, Chen Kai finally announced that the game was temporarily over.

As soon as Confucius and Mencius and his party came out of the venue, Long Aotian couldn't wait to yell: "Congratulations to sister Nao for her successful promotion!"

Xie Meixuan also smiled and said, "Xiao Ai did a good job today. If it keeps on, it won't be impossible to win a championship with good sound."

Fang Zhenyuan took out the sunglasses he didn't know when he bought it, and then he stood in front of Zheng Mao, with a boastful tone: "In the future, my sister in the music scene will go out of the way and go out of the way, saying about you, you are not allowed to take pictures to hear, otherwise you will be beaten. !"

Bai Yang took two steps back in cooperation: "I'm sorry, sorry, I just want to sign, don't fight, don't fight, can't I leave?"

Seeing the two playing treasures, Zheng Ai was helpless: "You have enough, the game is not over yet, I can't say anything."

Long Aotian said: "Sister Ai, don't be humble. In today's form, who else is your opponent?"

Confucius and Mencius also said: "You don't need to be too arrogant in the small aim. With your performance today, it is difficult for others to want to surpass you. It seems that you were not lazy when you were learning from me some days ago.

Zheng Mao suddenly bowed to Confucius and Mencius: "Teacher, thank you. Without you, I would not have today."

Confucius and Mencius quickly waved his hand and said, "What are you doing so politely, I am your teacher, and teaching you knowledge is what I should do."

Unexpectedly, as soon as his voice fell, Long Aotian, Fang Zhenyuan, and Bai Yang all bowed to him: "Teacher, thank you!"

Confucius and Mencius: "..."

He was a little touched. These days when he came to Zhiyuan, the changes of these students are obvious to all, showing that his hard work has not been in vain.

However, Confucius and Mencius still asked Bai Yang: "I still understand what Long Aotian and Fang Zhenyuan said, so why are you thanking me?"

Bai Yang said indifferently: "Teacher, I'll just say that. Just listen to it, don't take it seriously."

Confucius and Mencius: "..."

Early the next morning, everyone came to Shanghai Satellite TV again.

Unlike other people's high spirits, Confucius and Mencius today are a bit sluggish.

Yesterday, I ate dinner in a hurry. Everyone rested early, but Fang Qiong dragged him to discuss songs late at night.

This made him very speechless, because after yesterday afternoon, Fang Qiong has basically understood the details of the song, not to mention that there is almost a day left today, so there is no need to worry about it.

But the grandmother was always worried, in line with the principle of helping others to the end, Confucius and Mencius had to stay up with her.

The game continued, and just when Confucius and Mencius was a little groggy because of exhaustion, Long Aotian suddenly said: "Teacher, that kid Tang Ji is out!"

Confucius and Mencius was taken aback, then concentrated.

Tang Ji sang an original song. After listening to a few sentences, Confucius and Mencius had to say that this song was still very good. Tang Ji’s level was the opposite of his character, and he performed it perfectly.

Then there was scoring. After the results came out, Confucius and Mencius stunned, because the result on the big screen turned out to be 98!

Taking a deep breath, Kong and Meng's expression instantly became solemn. Although Tang Ji's level is good and the song is great, it is still quite different from "Learning Meow".

In the opinion of Confucius and Mencius, his score should be between 92 and 95. Unexpectedly...

98 points, although not enough to shake Zheng Mao's position, don't forget that there is Fang Qiong on your side.

Although Fang Qiong's music foundation is very solid, her exposure to new songs is too short, and it is difficult to reach Zheng Mao's height.

Without this 98 points, Fang Qiong would still hope to win second, but now it really hangs.

Fang Qiong's voice was trembling: "What should I do?"

Shaking his head, Confucius and Mencius comforted: "Calm down. Although this 98 points is a little beyond my expectations, we may not lose until the end."

"but……"

"No, but there will be winners and losers in the game. As long as you play at your own level, even if you lose, you won't regret it.

But if you just fail because of your opponent's high scores, and you fall short because of your opponent's turmoil, you will always live in failure."

No longer caring about Fang Qiong, Confucius and Mencius knew whether she could get past this hurdle, and she had to rely on herself. No one else could help.

Five minutes later, Tang Ji stepped down.

At this moment, the smile on his face disappeared: "Why didn't two people vote? Did you show your hair?"

The female assistant shook her head: "Impossible. I got the list correct several times. I didn't choose to send it until I was sure that none of it was missing. I have a distribution record in my hand, and Tang Shao doesn't believe I can verify it."

Waved his hand, Tang Ji said: "Forget it, I didn't think everyone would buy it when I sent a red envelope. 98 points should be able to guarantee the promotion, but it is a difference of 1 point to lose to that Zheng Mao, which is really unwilling."

Tang Ji is only regretful, but for the other players, despair is left.

Because 98 points is really an insurmountable moat.

The facts are also the same as expected. The whole day has passed and no one has made a breakthrough. On the contrary, many people are too nervous and make frequent mistakes. The overall results are much worse than yesterday.

Time soon came to the evening, and the game was nearing its end.