Below Tang Xiaobao’s Weibo.

"Master, don't be impulsive!"

"Master, can we change the song?"

"It's over, it's over, it's really over this time!"

"This is like comparing eggs to stones!"

"Master, I know you're good at rock and roll, and love songs, but can we please stop making trouble? It's an English song, and such a difficult one at that!"

"No matter what, the leader is going to confront them head-on. We can't be timid, we have to support them!"

"Brother, it's not that I don't support you, I'm just unsure."

"That's right, we are doing this for the good of the leader."

"I have a bad feeling that the leader's championship is going to be in vain."

"What's going on? The duck that's already in your mouth is about to fly away. Why bother?"

"This is just venting your anger!"

"I'm so worried about our leader, 555!"

…

Almost no one believed that Tang Xiaobao could win.

Some people admired his courage, but more people comforted him for his impulsiveness.

Not just his Weibo.

Even his fan group was in an uproar.

"It's all Ma Hongmei's fault. This old woman clearly knows that our leader can't stand being provoked. She's plotting something."

"It's so shameless. This hype is so annoying."

"Beibei is a great singer of English songs. We're from the same place, and she's very famous here. I've even been to a live performance, and she really has the demeanor of a big star."

"Perhaps the news is unreliable. I don't think the leader would be so impulsive."

"The person above, please save your breath. This information is absolutely reliable. This is the leader's usual style. If he doesn't like something, he will just start a fight."

"Then can you ask the leader to change the song?"

"Yes, let's go to the leader's Weibo and leave a message asking him to change the song. Just say we don't want to listen to English songs anymore."

"We Chinese people listen to Chinese songs."

“Chinese songs are the coolest!”

"It's useless. We've left messages many times, but the leader doesn't respond at all."

"That's the end of it."

"No, I feel so bad, I want to curse."

"I really want to curse too."

"Let's go together."

"Take me with you. By the way, who are you going to scold?"

"Of course I'm scolding that old woman. How can I scold the leader?"

"Brothers, hurry up!"

For a time, Ma Hongmei and her apprentice were pushed to the forefront.

There are too many fans of Tang Xiaobao, and they all start cursing at the same time, it's such a scene.

Four words to describe it - horrible.

It is certain that when someone insults someone, there will be someone who fights back.

The three of them also have their own fans, and they are all sticking together today.

The two sides started fighting again.

Now we've stirred up a hornet's nest.

Tang Xiaobao's fans were already full of anger and had no way to vent it, so when they heard that a fight had broken out here, they immediately swarmed over.

Let me describe it in four words.

That is a crushing victory.

A commentator from a well-known domestic website posted an article.

"I admire Tang Xiaobao's courage, but as a contestant, he should have taken the competition very seriously. I get the impression that he's a very emotional person, and his hasty song selection is truly shocking. To be precise, he sings very well, and his talent is definitely unprecedented in my life, but as a person, I don't think he has much hope..."

Someone posted on a well-known forum.

"I'm a music professional, and from a professional perspective, 'Uptown Funk' is a particularly difficult song, especially in English. Beibei is a very good singer, and she can easily handle this song. I have great confidence in her. Tang Xiaobao has a very good voice, but as of now, he's probably better at rock and ballads, so it's hard to say whether he can handle this kind of song. If he's given enough time, maybe he can sing this song well, but if he's never heard this song before, in just four or five days, there's no way she'll be able to sing it well. Obviously, he'll have the most direct clash with Beibei in this competition. This kind of confrontation would be bloody, direct, and violent, but I'm not optimistic about him..."

"I must admit Tang Xiaobao has musical talent, but this is a competition. As a contestant, you should respect the competition and your opponent. What does he mean by this? Is he venting his anger? Or is he slapping his opponent in the face? If it's the latter, I'm worried about who will end up getting slapped in the face..."

Similar commentary articles popped up online like mushrooms after a rain.

And among the celebrities in the circle, no one could sit still.

"Tang Xiaobao is really in danger this time."

"It's a pity that he has such a great voice. He originally had a good chance of winning, but now, I'm worried he won't even make it to the finals."

"I've met Beibei and heard her sing this song before. She really has her own unique style. Coupled with her dancing skills, she will definitely light up the stage."

"Tang Xiaobao underestimated the enemy."

"He's being arrogant."

"Not necessarily?"

…

Everyone is questioning Tang Xiaobao's decision.

No one believed that Tang Xiaobao could win this game.

Some of his friends also called him one after another.

…

Zhao Haiyang: "Boss, are you crazy?"

Tang Xiaobao: "Are you sick?"

Zhao Haiyang: "How can you compare with her in this? I've learned that she is best at English songs."

Tang Xiaobao: "I like it, I do."

Zhao Haiyang: "Okay, I surrender to you. Maybe you can really win, haha."

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