Lè Lè was unhappy when he went on stage, and people were still in a daze.

  The host's voice was like an echo from another country, separated by a layer, making it feel unreal.

  "Please draw lots!"

  Li Mo smiled and looked at the couple who came on stage together. Lele didn't seem happy and seemed a bit absent-minded. On the other hand, San Qian Shui was in high spirits, pursed his lips and smiled slightly, not nervous at all.

  The barrage is like discovering a new world.

  The passersby attracted by the four judges finally shifted their attention from the judges to the contestants, and this attention immediately became intense.

  "Miss's value is so high, with this smile, I feel like I've fallen in love again!"

  "Does anyone know Miss's information? Urgent!"

  "Looking at how young they are, in a few more years, this face value should be at the top of the entertainment industry, right?"

  The three thousand water new fans group is silly, but also knows how to seize the opportunity to proselytize to passersby.

  It wasn't until this leak that I realized how mysterious the cooking at home was. The information circulating outside only included three songs and a video.

  Passersby went to see Sanqian Water, and Lele was unhappy, immediately becoming deserted.

  The milk powder people are anxious, but they can't help it. In terms of value alone, there aren't many that can be compared to Sanqian Shui.

  Everyone standing next to him will be intimidated.

  The little brother who looks quite handsome in the live broadcast room is like a firefly that shines by itself when he is next to San Qian Shui, and with the silver river as a foil, the whole thing becomes dull and dim.

  Li Yi carried a box onto the stage.

  Two white papers, each engraved with the first and last words. Lele, who was not happy, stretched out his hand and touched the word "first". The smile on his face suddenly became indistinguishable from crying.

  Jiang Xi smiled brightly and wrote a big "end" character.

  Everyone knows that the first contestant has an advantage of being the first impression on the judges.

  Just like a sugar-coated bullet, he seized the initiative and suppressed Lin Yu's momentum in an instant, while Lin Yu had to expend more energy to cover up this initial advantage.

  Of course, all of this is based on one premise - playing well.

  It is also the same in reverse.

  If the performance is abnormal, with mistakes such as broken sounds, out-of-tune singing, or forgotten lyrics, the contestant will lose the judges' impression points from the very beginning.

  Lele's unhappy expression was faithfully recorded by the high-powered camera, and passersby suddenly felt that this Lele was too petty. Didn't you see how magnanimous the girl was?

  Li Mo on stage applauded accordingly:

  "The second group's competition order has been decided. Let's first give the stage to LeLe who is not happy! Congratulations to him!"

  The competition piece was reported an hour ago, but the organizer allowed the contestants to change the piece temporarily in the one-minute gap before the game - of course, this rule is useless.

  So far, three sessions of "The Masked Singer" have been held, and such a situation has never occurred.

  No performer would be so capricious, after all, any competitive piece is selected only after being practiced countless times in private and repeatedly refined.

  Jiang Xi stepped down from the stage.

  Only Lele was left on stage with an unhappy face.

  The spotlight went out at the same time, leaving only a shadow on the center stage. Lele's unhappy pink suit was quite becoming on him. After three thousand waters had gone down, that sweet and refreshing feeling finally emerged.

  The lively and cheerful prelude began.

  He is the best at singing sweet songs, his voice is one of the few among males that has a milky tone, when he sings in falsetto, it always feels like there's a sugar cube in his mouth.

  "I gently savor the love you said, still relishing the tenderness you once gave..."

  The pink color is like strawberry ice cream on a summer day, making people irresistible to lick.

  The whole world of milk powder has gone crazy calling.

  Even danmu started brushing "Lelole is unhappy and sang sweetly" died.

  Only four judges had their eyebrows tightly knitted and didn't relax for half a day.

  Outsiders watch the excitement, insiders watch the doorway.

  This song itself is not very difficult, compared to the high-pitched explosive low-pitched breath-holding difficulty, this is actually a... lively and noisy mouth-watering song that anyone can hum two sentences.

  But this happy song... sounds quite superficial.

  It's as if there was a restless little person jumping around in my heart, although the singing was lively, the atmosphere was off by tens of thousands of miles. Especially in a few places, I nervously swallowed my saliva, without breaking tone, but it really didn't seem like a professional musician.

  Sounds good, it's purely because the song sounds good, and has nothing to do with the person singing.

  Gradually, danmu also appeared discordant comments:

  "You're all saying it's sweet, but I don't think it's sweet at all. LeLe isn't happy, what's he uneasy about?"

  "Did I hear it wrong? There seems to be a slight off-key in the middle."

  "Don't get the wrong crowd of 3000 waters, dissing won't make your family's cooking taste better."

  Not everyone is blind.

  Some people listen to songs for their rhythm, while others listen for their emotional resonance. Unfortunately, this song's emotional handling is not very good.

  Jiang Xi sat quietly in the backstage lounge listening to music.

  It's just a temporary shed, Lin Yu and Jiao Tang came over to chat, the three of them are familiar with each other, so they don't stand on ceremony.

  "Hey, I said Lu Lele was off today, didn't I? Listen to this, the tone is so urgent and abrupt, like there's a vicious dog chasing after her."

  Jiang Xi glanced at him: "...... vicious dog?"

  This glance made Jiao Tang's expression change slightly, and a hint of crisis emerged: "Yan Wang? It's all the same anyway. That voice sounds quite uneasy, it's almost breaking, his throat is tight and hasn't let go."

  "Little King Yan" Jiang Xi's eyes didn't move at all, he just smiled and said "oh".

  She recorded it, of course, not to publicize this broken thing, otherwise just Xiaotian's fans would have torn her apart.

  It's actually quite amusing to scare her, but who would have thought that this person's mental endurance is so poor, and she performed even worse than expected. It really makes one feel that winning isn't everything.

  With this performance, unless Xiaotianhou ignores the facts and insists on supporting her, she can't lose.

  Lin Yu patted her shoulder gently:

  "Come on, Water, just do what you did before, and you'll definitely surpass this guy."

  Jiang Xi curved up the corners of her mouth, a pair of clever eyes full of mischief, "Fei Fei sister, wait and see something even more fun later."

  Lin Yu couldn't help but widen her eyes and gasp when she saw what was supposed to be more fun.

  "This little madman is quite despicable."

  "It's quite touching."

  Jiao Tangbu Da and Lin Yufei exchanged a glance, and simultaneously burst out laughing.

  It turned out that just before LeLe finished singing "Not Happy", San Qian Shui did something that no one expected - changing the song at the last minute.

  She temporarily changed the song to a tune similar to "Lelole's Unhappiness": "Sweet".

  The staff behind the scenes let out a cry of surprise and stared at her in astonishment.

  Sanqian Shui blinked her eyes, and with a glance from her large deer-like eyes, the staff behind the scenes couldn't help but ask: "May I ask what song you'd like to change to?"

  "That song 'Sweet'."

  "This..."

  "Huh, can't I?"

  The three thousand waters lowered their heads and flipped through the rules on hand several times, and when they raised their heads again, they were a bit wronged: "There's nothing in the rules that says you can't repeat songs."

  "It's also not impossible." The staff behind the scenes sighed and said with a heavy heart: "No one has ever done this before."

  "Since it's not impossible, help me change into it then."

  Jiang Xi is very serious at this time, and almost no one can resist.

  When he handed over the song that had been swapped to Li Mo, he was stunned for a moment. Fortunately, with rich hosting experience, he quickly recovered:

  "Let's welcome Sanqi Shui and the audio-visual feast it will bring us!"

  "Bravo!"

  When Jiang Chao stepped onto the stage, he found that there were fans holding up their own light boards in the southeast corner, cheering loudly for him.

  She burst out laughing all of a sudden.

  Under high magnification, those beautiful big eyes were full of joy, almost infecting everyone to smile along: no one would dislike such an angel.

  Li Huai first picked up a handkerchief from the corner and sobbed: "My little water angel..."

  Tang Pangzi looked at him with disdain as he blew his nose: "Can you be quiet?"

  "No way, haven't you seen how cute my family's Shui Shui is?"

  Tang Pangzi was speechless and even he had to admit that this effeminate makeup artist was actually quite skilled.

  Yesterday's stream was an invincible ice and snow queen, today's stream is a princess who should be held in the palm of one's hand and admired by all.

  Pink bubble skirt, chestnut-colored small curly hair, a small diamond-studded crown on top of her head, and eyes painted with a mesmerizing grey-blue cat-eye look. This getup might make others appear tacky due to its excessive complexity, but Jiang Xi pulls it off perfectly.

  Her skin is as white as snow, and this powder makes her look even more delicate, like a porcelain doll. Just standing there so quietly and cutely, it's as if she walked out of a fairy tale.

  Tang Baozi feels his fingers are a bit itchy: Cute thing, wants to pinch.

  The current sound started, and everyone was stunned.

  Isn't this the song LeLe just sang?

  Lu Le's face behind the stage also turned black.

  Stars are afraid of bumping into each other in shirts, who is ugly and embarrassed; singers... the principle is also applicable.

  Three thousand votes just to choose a song, it's all about slapping him in the face.

  No one knows better than Lu Lele himself how fake his singing was just now.

  Now thinking back, I still feel as if I'm floating on air, like in a dream.

  These three thousand waters don't look like an underage girl at all.

  That's just a cunning old witch who has calculated every step, and was probably in the palm of someone's hand from the moment she splashed water all over herself in the bathroom.

  The river and the stream flow together, and everyone feels a difference.

  Her voice is clear and transparent, which doesn't seem to fit this sweet song, but she can mobilize emotions, pouring her whole self into this feeling, making the sound lively and bouncy, with a slightly raised tail tone, making people follow her emotions, lively, passionate, yet still pure.

  Love should be sweet.

  But her sweetness also carries a hint of playful teasing and bold courage.

  The air seems to be filled with pink bubbles.

  Jiang Xi sang a song to life.

  It doesn't matter if the voice is suitable or not, everyone is immersed in her woven pink dream, sweetness seeps into the heart, drifting and drifting.

  The four judges couldn't help but applaud.

  They see more gains.

  Her singing skills are impeccable, her tone has always been stable, and her pitch transition is smooth. Most importantly, she has a strong control over the stage, and can make everyone resonate with her emotions in an instant, or rather, "pseudo-resonate".

  Lele's unhappy performance was barely passable, but these three thousand yuan were way too excessive.

  The whole person seems to be shining.

  This is the spirituality that music gives her.

  When Jiang Xi stopped, in addition to milk powder, the other three powders were desperately calling out, persisting for a long time.

  The barrage has been crazily brushed by passersby.

  "After six years, I fell in love again, loving life and living with passion!"

  "All talk and no action is just a fake move. Now I'm rallying all relatives and friends to go online and vote for Water, we can't lose to that weak chicken."

  Countless passersby became fans.

  Especially the die-hard fans attracted by the four judges, couldn't help but become wallflowers for the 3000 yuan, after all, a beautiful and talented girl is really too exciting.

  But some people also think that Sansheng Shui has lost its courtesy and humility, and is too aggressive.

  But on the internet, it's either the East wind prevails over the West wind or the West wind prevails over the East wind.

  In this increasingly personalized and sharp world, the gentle and reserved way of doing things is no longer advocated by young people. San Qian Shui's approach to doing things, in the eyes of most people, is being true to oneself, with a thousand sharp edges, especially in stark contrast to her current soft and cute image.

  Just as the milk powder was frantically brushing off 3000 yuan, more and more passersby stood up to speak for her.

  "This is a competition, can't even beat him and he's so arrogant, why don't you just go home and drink milk, little brother?"

  "Moral kidnapping, this is what society has become!"

  Judging from the barrage's support rate, Sanqian Shui and Nai Fen's support rates are already 50-50.

  Tang Gu took out his mobile phone and glanced at it, Li Huai didn't dare to look at first, but couldn't help asking: "Fatty, how do you estimate the online support rate for our Shuishui?"

  "Half and half."

  However, Tang Peng didn't say that even if Jiang Xi sang better in reality, it doesn't mean the online voting data would look good.

  Most of LeLe's unhappy fans are female, this kind of fan is crazy and loyal, the momentum of rolling out data isn't something that three thousand water army fans can compare to.

  "Thanks for the two wonderful performances."

  The host coughed and Lele reluctantly went on stage, standing on either side of Jiang Xi.

  "Now, let's take a look at the online support rate of the two. The voting channel has been opened on the official website of The Masked Singer and will close in 10 minutes."

  The audience in the stadium held their breath and watched the big screen intently.

  Two bar-shaped graphs, one blue and one purple, are neck and neck, chasing each other, with no clear winner in the short term.

  The four judges apparently didn't care much about the online voting results and instead started whispering to each other.

  Jiang Xi glanced quietly at Xiao Tian without changing his expression.

  Who would have thought that Xiao Tianhou was staring straight at her, and when Jiang Xi raised his head, he smiled brightly and nodded: "Three thousand waters, you're very talented."

  "Thank you for your compliment."

  Jiang Xi was just a little starstruck fan seeing a big celebrity.

  Chu Tian looked at him from under the stage, puffed out a smoke ring and sneered: Little girl is quite good at deceiving people.

  Ten minutes will soon be up.

  "Three, two, one! Voting is closed!"

  Li Mo's voice was high-pitched: "Congratulations to Lele for being unhappy! Leading by three thousand votes and ten votes."

  Tang Gu took a deep breath and finally spat it out.

  Li Huai stared blankly at the stage, seeing only blue and purple bar graphs. According to the percentages, Lele was not happy, but had somehow surpassed Jiang Xi by 10%.

  Converted into 50 votes, Lele is unhappy with 30 votes, and Jiangxi has 20 votes.

  "How could this be?"

  Li Huai couldn't understand, on the screen, Mingming was clearly helping Shuishui speak more.

  "Think about the fighting power of the small fresh meat fans and little flower fans in the entertainment industry now? Can't even reach 55 open? Xiao Xi's fans are all new fans, no cohesion at all, having this number is already quite impressive."

  According to Taniya's original estimate, this is already quite good.

  The weight of the audience vote is fifty-fifty with the judges, 50% to 50%. The four judges, except for Xiao Tian, have twenty votes each, while the other three have ten votes each.

  Jiangxi had a margin of only 10 votes.

  As long as there's no cat-astrophe, however the judges' votes are calculated, it won't affect LeLe's happiness.

  Unfortunately, Tōya was wrong.

  Jiang Xi thought he was right.

  Little heavenly king is not picky about food, and also has a bit of implicit rules.

  Lu Lele waited until the person was comfortable in bed, no matter how happy she was with this piece of unpolished jade, she couldn't break the rules, otherwise it would spread around the circle and she wouldn't be able to mix in anymore.

  "Now it's time for the four judges to vote."

  "Hold up the sign!"

  The whole audience held its breath, and even the scrolling comments on the live stream came to a halt.

  "Throwing to LeLe who is unhappy, raise your sign!"

  Liu Tianhou calmly raised the sign.

  "Throwing into three thousand waters, raise the sign!"

  The other three judges also raised their signs.

  Li Mo was stunned as the host.

  This is the first time in three sessions of competition that a tie has occurred.

  Lelai did not get 30 votes from the online poll, Xiaotian got 20 votes later, totaling 50 votes; Sanqi Shui got 20 votes from the online poll, and three judges each gave him 10 votes, totaling 50 votes.

  Just in time.

  The barrage was filled with "666", in this case, it depends on how the organizer settled it.

  Although some people questioned Xiaotian Hou's choice, in this joyful and pleasant situation, most people think that Xiaotian Hou is just being playful and want to see the next thrilling competition.

  Le Le was visibly relieved and let out a sigh of relief: escaped a disaster.

  This situation is no longer within the host's power to decide.

  It's up to the program team to decide whether to let the three of them compete for the championship together, or have another overtime match to determine the winner between these two.

  Li Mo cleared his throat:

  "So, next let's listen to what will be decided by the program team——"

  "Wait," Li Mo stared blankly at the pink little princess, who suddenly stretched out her hand and interrupted him in a cute manner: "Please allow me to challenge Lele senior again."

  "Luo Luo senior, dare you?!"

  Le Le is unhappy now, being roasted over an open flame.

  Refusing to answer is being afraid of a junior, and it's a female junior at that, showing weakness in public.

  Agreed, who knows what this female demon is planning?

  Lè Lè is not happy and would rather face a hundred sugar-coated lies than confront this devil disguised as an angel.

  "Senior Lele?!"

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