Three hours passed quickly.

After lunch, people took a break, and happily turned on their phones or TVs again, and entered their favorite programs.

Miracle singer backstage.

Kang Yong walked to Xie Huangbao and apologized: "Sorry, Brother Bao, I have not thought about what happened in the morning."

Xie Huangbao had no expression on his face.

Kang Yong's tone changed: "But the first game in the afternoon must be yours. The rock music bombing ability and your exciting performance, Brother Bao, will definitely be able to lift the beautiful voices from the beginning..."

"Mr. Kang." Xie Huangbao interrupted Kang Yong's words: "What do you think is the meaning of rock and roll?"

Kang Yong slowly straightened up, his tone a little impatient: "What do you want to say?"

"I'm going to perform in the last show."

Kang Yong was stunned: "What?"

Xie Huangbao emphasized seriously: "I want to perform in the last show."

Kang Yong was angry and laughed and said mockingly: "Brother Bao, did the incident in the morning have such a big blow to you? Or do you want to show your never-give up rock spirit?"

Xie Huangbao looked at Kang Yong calmly: "I want to be in the last show. As long as you shake your head, I will leave immediately."

Kang Yong's eyes twitched.

What kind of stubborn donkey is this? Did you not understand how good you were to you in the first performance?

Looking at the dull expression of the man in front of him, Kang Yong turned around, said, "It's good that you're happy" and left.

I really feel unhappy. Do you think this is your time?

Even without you, I can still win the good news.

After Kang Yong left, the man stood there for a while, then returned to his electric guitar and sat down, staring at the ground in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking...

The Beautiful Voice will be broadcast in the afternoon.

In the dark live broadcast room, netizens excitedly posted barrages and discussed the morning performance.

Suddenly, a passionate voice came out, and the live broadcast instantly became bright.

Male host: "Welcome to the wonderful voice!"

Audience: Papa (applause)

The applause stopped.

Male host: "The morning performance was really exciting."

Female host: "Awei, netizens are now discussing whether Master Fang will be on the stage, do you think..."

In the corner of the audience, Zhang Xu grabbed Fang Jin who wanted to escape from the ground, hugged him in his arms, and comforted him softly: "Brother Fang is not afraid of Ao, they scare you, we won't go to the stage..."

Fang Jin pushed Zhang Xu away, his face speechless: "I just want to go to the bathroom..."

"I'll accompany you."

"Get out!"

Fang Jin got up and went to the bathroom.

Zhang Xu took the opportunity to take out his cell phone and sent a message to Kang Jiayu: Brother Fang was frightened when he heard about it.

After a while, Kon Ka-yu's news came back: Forget it this time, I can't force it too hard. Come little by little, and one day he will stand on the stage.

Zhang Xu: How about I'll fill him with two bottles?

Kon Ka-yu: Don’t do anything randomly, if he sprays on the stage, the consequences will be serious.

Zhang Xu: Yes, he sang and vomited all over the audience. Not to mention his star career, even his human career can be completed ahead of schedule.

Kon Ka-yu:... Let's not talk for now. The show starts. You should keep an eye on Fang Jin and don't make any trouble.

Zhang Xu: Don’t worry.

In the background, Kon Ka-yu put away his phone expressionlessly.

I am not at ease because of you.

At this time, a contestant who was about to go on stage closed his eyes and took a deep breath, then came to Kon Ka-yu: "Director Kang, I'm on!"

Kon Ka-yu encouraged: "Come on, I hope you can start a good show!"

...

A new round of pk has begun for the Miracle Singer and the Voice of Beautiful.

The contestants on both sides tried their best and performed their best.

There is also a stalemate on the Internet for the programs of both sides.

Originally, according to normal circumstances, Miracle Singer should have the advantage, but due to the failure in the morning, people are more inclined toward beautiful voices in the afternoon.

In addition, in the opening speech of the afternoon of the Beautiful Voice, the male and female hosts were crazily suggesting that the audience Fang Jin would also perform on stage, which made everyone look forward to it. So they stayed in the Beautiful Voice and stopped leaving, waiting for Fang Jin to go on stage one by one.

The performances of both sides were carried out one by one, and the contestants came on stage one by one.

Since the contestants and stage performance of Miracle Singer are obviously higher than that of Beautiful Voice, gradually, Miracle Singer's support rate has surpassed that of Beautiful Voice.

...

When the show was about to come to an end, Kang Lieguang, who had been taking a nap, slowly walked into the staff restaurant closest to him.

This is a bad habit he developed in the early years. He only works in restaurants when watching movies or listening to music. He never touches things like short videos.

When he was young, there was a cement-paste stage and a ragged curtain in the canteen. Whether it was opera performances or movie screenings, they were broadcast there. People who had enough food and drink would sit in the place where they were eating, watching with relish.

Kang Lieguang recalled that he had been sitting together in the canteen with the smell of food, watching opera performances and black and white movies on the stage in the dim environment.

That was his most unforgettable time.

But now, in this clean and bright restaurant without any smell of food, there is only a tired old man recalling the past.

"Oh!" Kang Lieguang, who came back to his senses, smiled self-deprecatingly: "I'm so old, why do you always think about the past..."

On TV, the male and female hosts have already started to sign up for the next program.

Male host: "Next, please invite our sister Xiaoyun to bring us a very good song, "Farewell"."

Female host: "Welcome."

Audience: Slap--(applause)

Kang Lieguang cheered up.

He likes this little girl named Mo Xiaoyun very much. Since he listened to her singing the Cuckoo Flying in the morning, he has been looking forward to her other songs.

Mo Xiaoyun was on stage, still wearing a white skirt, her soft black short hair shook with her little steps.

"Hello everyone, I'm here again!" Mo Xiaoyun grabbed the microphone with both hands and said with a smile: "Then I'll start."

As the lights dimmed, a beautiful projection of weeping willows by the river appeared on the curtain of the stage.

Kang Lieguang is looking forward to it.

He is a very nostalgic person. The reason why he watches the beautiful voice is because the stage layout of the beautiful voice is very similar to the stage in his memory. It is not wide but very delicate cement platform, and there is a yellowed old curtain hanging behind the platform, which makes him feel deeply moved.

On the stage, the little girl in white dress and black hair raised her head slightly, and the pleasant sound of nature sounds sounded leisurely:

“Outside the long pavilion, by the ancient road

The grass is green and the sky is…”

The old man was stunned and a little at a loss.

The next second, the surging memories completely submerged him.

"The evening breeze blows the willows and the sound of the flute is gone, and the sunset is outside the mountains..."

...

Miracle Singer

On the stage where the lights are bright and talented, Xie Huangbao, who is dressed sharply, was stunned and dazed.

Below the stage, the audience's enthusiasm did not seem to have weakened with time, and people were looking forward to Xie Tianwang's performance.

"Ao--Thank you, King!"

"Ahhhh!"

“…”

Xie Huangbao raised the electric guitar in his arms, and this action made the audience even more crazy.

But he stopped. He looked at the crowded audience, listened to the cheers and screams like waves, and a doubt suddenly appeared in his mind.

What is the meaning of rock?

The audience in the audience saw that the king was not moving, and they thought it was their applause and shouting that they were not enthusiastic enough, so they screamed even harder.

"Yeah, yeah!"
To be continued...