Apart from her singing skills, she is not outstanding in the group. But in today's society, there are too many people who sing well.
So she has always been very grateful that she could join the girl group, so that others could see her and know her.
And today, she discovered that she can really infect others - with her singing.
When Wang Xingrui came back, Zhou Yiyang gave her a hug and said, "What a great performance! If I weren't afraid of making you proud, I would even want to describe it as perfect."
"Thank you, Brother Yang." Wang Xingrui sobbed and quickly turned around, asking Guan Fei to get her some paper. "What's wrong with me? It's obviously a happy thing, why am I crying?"
"Cry, cry," Zhou Yiyang smiled. "You should be more confident now, right? So don't doubt your singing skills. You don't know how much Su Yin and Tang Tang admire you."
This is the truth, because just as Zhou Yiyang finished speaking, Su Yin called.
At this moment, Tang Yue and Lin Xuan'er were both huddled together beside the phone, listening intently:
"Brother Yang, has our Ruirui finished singing? I saw Sister Guan Fei said in her WeChat Moments that Ruirui got the first one to sing."
"Yes, she just finished singing and is right next to me!" Zhou Yiyang handed the phone to Wang Xingrui.
Wang Xingrui couldn't stop crying when she heard her sisters' concern. "Well, it's okay. The audience's reaction was quite enthusiastic. Yes, I think I performed normally."
"That's it!" Tang Yue said excitedly, "If our Ruirui performs normally, she will kill gods and Buddhas!"
"Yeah," Su Yin said with a wicked smile, glancing at Lin Xuan'er beside her. "Captain, you're under a lot of pressure right now, right? I can't wait to see you two compete!"
Lin Xuan'er said nonchalantly, "Ruirui, come back and share your experiences with me. We'll see each other in the finals!"
After hanging up the phone, the three of them didn't rush to leave. They had to wait until the other contestants finished singing before they could know the results.
This wait lasted three hours, during which time two singers had microphone problems and had to sing again, which probably affected their final results.
Zhou Yiyang was listening to music the entire time, perhaps chatting with Wang Xingrui about each other's strengths and weaknesses. Even Guan Fei had almost forgotten Zhou Yiyang's strange behavior before, and no one asked him what the content of the call was.
After the audience voted, they waited for another half an hour before the program staff delivered a small cardboard box to their room.
"Who opens it?" Guan Fei took the box and looked at the other two people. As an African, she definitely wouldn't open the box.
"Brother Yang, come on!" Wang Xingrui didn't dare go over. What if the audience really forgot about her? After all, when the last singer came on stage, it was more than two hours after her performance.
"I'll do it if I want." Zhou Yiyang wasn't afraid. He carelessly opened the cardboard box. Inside was a piece of red letter paper. On the back of the letter paper were only two words: "Advancement."
"I advanced, that's good." Zhou Yiyang said calmly, but no emotion could be seen on his face.
"By the way, what are the specific rankings?" He turned to look at the staff at the door.
"It won't be announced for now. You'll know once the show airs." The staff member said cunningly.
"Okay." Zhou Yiyang didn't care. As long as he advanced, it was fine.
After they returned to their respective rooms, the smile on Zhou Yiyang's face suddenly disappeared.
He stared at the phone for a long time, and finally called Bai Yangyu himself.
He originally thought that Bai Yangyu would not answer the phone, but unexpectedly, the other party picked up the phone as soon as he dialed through.
"What happened?" Zhou Yiyang asked uneasily.
"Well, the patient is stable and has been sent to the hospital." Bai Yangyu breathed a sigh of relief. He was ready to go back. "Brother Yang, I'm back by car. I'll talk to you when we meet!"
Zhou Yiyang nodded: "I understand. You talk to Sister Liu. I won't reveal a single word about this."
"Yeah," Bai Yangyu then gave a wry smile, "but the Mid-Autumn Festival Gala is coming soon, and the truth will definitely be revealed then."
"You mean she won't be going to the Mid-Autumn Festival Gala either?" Zhou Yiyang glanced at the calendar: "Yes, her current condition is not suitable for going on stage. You should come back quickly!"
In the VIP ward of a Class 3A hospital in Shanghai, Liu Fenfang sat dejectedly at the door. Two middle-aged men in their fifties were venting their anger:
"What the hell is wrong with your company? My daughter almost died! Terminate the contract, you must terminate it, or we'll see you in court!"
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