Chapter 138 The Fourth Match and the White Tiger (Third Update) The fourth match...
The fourth match began two days later, after which the top fifteen teams were determined.
In this match, Sang Zhitao will face off against Catwoman, a very famous online singer and the older sister of Cat Spirit, whom she has faced off against before.
"It's no wonder my sister lost to you; you chose every song very well." Catwoman smiled slightly, her face full of praise.
Sang Zhitao raised an eyebrow, almost laughing. The other party was implying that her victory came from her song choice, not her singing ability.
However, Sang Zhitao didn't want to argue with her, so she smiled, pressed the button, and pushed it to the side.
Catwoman was somewhat surprised that she didn't turn hostile, but she didn't care. After all, she believed that with her status as a top-tier internet celebrity, she could easily overpower many of the singers present, and Sang Zhitao was just one of them.
A huge word "love" appeared on the screen.
Both Catwoman and Sang Zhitao frowned in unison. It wasn't that this topic was difficult to write about; on the contrary, it was actually quite easy. It was just that because it was easy to write about, it was difficult to stand out among the classics of the past.
There was an hour to prepare this time.
After leaving the stage, Sang Zhitao hesitated for a moment, then chose a song in her heart. She immediately asked a staff member to change her into a white gauze robe, asked for a flower crown, and loosely tied a light blue belt around her waist. Her long sleeves hung down to the ground, and her long, flowing hair made her stand there like a goddess among towering mountains.
Sang Zhitao didn't ask for any other stage design and went straight to the preparation area to wait for the show to begin.
However, just before the show started, she asked the staff for a huge white cape.
Although the staff had some doubts, they were already required to fully support the singer, so they had no choice but to quickly find a cape and send it over.
Catwoman sings about a tragic love story. The two childhood sweethearts are inseparable, but they are separated by a misunderstanding when they grow up, and they only meet again when they are old and gray.
She performed exceptionally well, bringing tears to Sang Zhitao's eyes. Especially when she saw Catwoman at the end, singing as if overwhelmed by the hardships of the world, collapsing on the stage, she almost rushed onto the stage to help her up.
The thunderous applause from the audience was enough to prove just how good Catwoman's performance was.
When Sang Zhitao saw the catwoman leave the stage and receive a look of schadenfreude, she was speechless for a moment, secretly thinking to herself, "As expected of the cat clan, so arrogant..."
The stage went dark, and Sang Zhitao stood in the center of the stage, draped in her large cloak, and sang softly.
The voice was ethereal, as if it came from beyond the heavens.
"Long ago, long ago, heaven and earth were connected..." The song "Long Ago" from Earth was sung on the Orc stage.
The gods in heaven and the king on earth fell in love, but one day they were separated. The god lived in the heavens in despair and loneliness, while the king lived on the earth, forever yearning for what he could not have.
From falling in love to loving to the extreme, and then parting at the extreme, everything is told in a gentle and detailed way, accompanied by a series of musical movements and Sang Zhitao's ethereal and divine singing.
As Sang Zhitao sang, her cloak slowly fell off, and she rose into the air with the stage rising and falling, like a goddess forced to leave the human world, desperate and powerless.
"Long ago, long ago, heaven and earth were not separate." As the last sentence ended, the scene fell silent.
Soon, sobs began to rise one after another, followed by applause that could lift the roof off.
In the end, Sang Zhitao narrowly defeated Catwoman by two votes.
Catwoman looked rather grim. Just before leaving the studio, she approached Sang Zhitao and declared, "I absolutely will not lose the next match!"
Sang Zhitao stared blankly as she left after uttering those harsh words. Only then did she realize that all competitions after the top 15 would use a points system, and only after the top 10 were determined would the final elimination rounds take place.
Shrugging, Sang Zhitao ignored the other person's harsh words. After finding An Ke, they got into the car to go home together.
"Not bad today, maybe we really can win the championship." Anke's face was filled with undisguised excitement.
Sang Zhitao yawned: "Even champions can't enter the palace."
Anke looked at her in surprise: "Why are you so determined to enter the palace?"
Sang Zhitao paused for a moment: "It's nothing, I'm just curious. They say that only those who can perform at the palace can be called superstars."
An Ke frowned slightly, but didn't pursue the matter further. After all, in her eyes, Sang Zhitao was just a cute little girl, and it was normal for her to be competitive.
When we arrived home in silence, we ran into the new neighbors who had moved in next door.
Sang Zhitao turned her head curiously and saw a falcon. She stood aloof on the bird stand on the balcony, her disdainful gaze sweeping over the worker who was tidying up her room. When the worker glanced at Sang Zhitao, she paused.
An Ke, who was following behind and hadn't noticed what was going on inside, called out to Sang Zhitao, "Why aren't we moving forward?"
"Oh, it's nothing," Sang Zhitao replied quickly, snapping out of her daze.
Once inside, Anke gave a few more instructions before turning to leave.
Sang Zhitao lay in her nest, but her mind was on the falcon that had just been there.
Although every falcon in this species has a pair of sharp eyes, none of them can be this cold-blooded.
As she thought about it, she suddenly raised her wing and flapped it against herself: "How stupid of me, I've hardly ever seen a falcon..."
Putting that matter out of her mind, she quickly got up and prepared a new novel.
The falcon living next door was quietly perched on the wall, listening to what was happening, but unfortunately, the apartment building was made of such high-quality materials that she couldn't hear anything.
"Boss, do you need me to get close to her?" After listening for a while, Falcon couldn't stand it anymore and quickly made a call to Hu Hei.
Hu Hei rubbed his temples and sighed heavily: "No need, you don't need to do anything, just protect her."
"I don't need to do anything even if there's danger?" the falcon asked instinctively.
Hu Hei took a deep breath: "Except for the danger to her life, her safety is the top priority."
"Oh, then... does the danger I created count?" The falcon looked towards the door, a thoughtful expression on its face.
Hu Hei gasped, "Don't mess around with Yingyu!"
Yingyu pouted, "She's so cute, I want to hug her..."
Hu Hei took a deep breath: "I said, no nonsense! Ying Yu is someone you're protecting, not food for you!"
"Okay, okay." Yingyu shrugged, and seeing that Hu Hei was about to launch into a long-winded speech, she kicked her phone into the basin of water.
When Hu Hei saw the screen go black, he instantly realized what had happened. He sighed heavily, "If only there were more people using it... I really..."
Thinking of Hu Hei looking towards the military hospital, a glimmer of hope flashed in his eyes: "Boss, get well soon, I really can't keep up with the monsters and freaks under your command."
The white tiger he had high hopes for was living a life of ease and comfort in the military hospital.
The old general came to see him that day and found him lying by the bedside with his mouth open, waiting for the nurses to insert meat into his mouth little by little with long sticks.
"Are you better or not?" the old general couldn't help but ask in a low voice.
Baihu raised an eyebrow and looked at the old general suspiciously: "Are you a new delivery? You're too old, probably going to get stuck in your teeth. Go back and tell them to replace it with something younger."
The old general couldn't help but roll his eyes at him: "I'm your uncle! You little rascal!"
The white tiger grinned widely, laughing heartily: "I'm a tiger and you're a wolf, how can we be related? I'm sick, not stupid."
The old general's lips twitched as he couldn't help but mutter under his breath, "You might as well be an idiot! All you know is eating!"
"Old man, what are you doing here?" Baihu couldn't hold back any longer. The old man was blocking the door and preventing the nurse from feeding him.
The old general sighed: "March is dead. I want to know where the second half of the coded message you saw is? How should we communicate with her?"
The white tiger couldn't help but scratch its head with its paw: "What did you say? What cipher? What's the second half? Who are we communicating with?"
The old general frowned, somewhat incredulous: "You don't remember?"
The white tiger impatiently slapped the bed loudly, and couldn't help but breathe on the old general, saying, "Hurry up and go! I want to eat! Eat!"
The old general called out to him a few times, but seeing that he was focused on eating and wouldn't pay any attention to him, he reluctantly moved aside to make room for the nurse.
Just then, the attending physician arrived. The old general looked at him with a hint of relief in his eyes: "How come his memory has faded so much?"
The attending physician, who was in human form, saw the old general salute before speaking: "It's uncertain, but it seems to be caused by the virus eroding his brain."
"Can it be treated later?" the old general asked, frowning.
The attending physician pursed his lips, remained silent for a moment, and then slowly shook his head: "At present, it cannot be cured."
The old general looked rather grim. He sighed, patted the attending physician on the shoulder, and turned to leave.
After seeing the old general off, the attending physician came to Baihu's ward and dismissed the nurses who were feeding him.
"Why did you keep this from even the old general?" He looked at the white tiger in the room, his eyes full of confusion.
The white tiger's eyes, which had been clouded and unruly just moments before, were now much calmer. He looked at the attending physician and said coldly, "You don't need to know too much. Just know that I'm still lucid, even though I'm keeping it a secret from everyone."
The attending physician opened his mouth, but the words he didn't say were suppressed by a look from Baihu.
Baihu sighed softly: "I suspect there are spies for those people in the army."
The attending physician looked at him seriously: "Are you sure?"
"I'm not sure, but if I weren't an inside man, I wouldn't have been targeted and run into the source of the contamination." Baihu smiled coldly.
After hearing this, the attending physician did not ask any further questions and nodded, "I understand."
Seeing that he was about to leave, Baihu quickly called him back: "Don't contact Hu Hei. Find two people from your family to follow her."
The attending physician paused for a moment: "Okay, I understand."
Seeing that he agreed, Baihu lay back down on the bed looking exhausted.
Actually, he wasn't exactly deceiving the old general. Now he needs to expend a lot of energy every day to stay awake for a few moments, and the rest of the time he sees no different from what the old general sees.
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