Listening to Wang Xingrui's encouraging words, Lin Xuan'er nodded, and it was obvious that she had the same idea.
As the host country, the more spectators there are on site, the greater the advantage they have.
Thinking of this, Lin Xuan'er even had the urge to let Su Yin draw the first one to appear.
Maybe they can capitalize on the audience's passion and directly get the first place vote!
However, after hearing the overwhelming cheers from the audience, the foreign artists were not so excited and even became a little anxious.
"This scene is not good for our situation!" The country singer stood where she was, gently stroking the guitar in her hand, and other emotions finally appeared on her usually calm face.
"That's true," the agent nodded, admitting without hesitation. "But you have to look on the bright side. The support of the live audience doesn't determine whether you stay or go. Off-site popularity is more important. You don't have to worry about that."
The blonde singer, known for her elegant demeanor and beautiful appearance, burst into laughter. "Come on, stop flattering me. But I'm curious: will Chinese audiences accept my musical style? After all, I still hope to gain fans in China."
She paused and continued, "With such a huge market, I don't think anyone would want to give it up."
The agent beside him nodded. He could be said to understand the thoughts of the person next to him very well.
It should be said that the artists who come to participate in the World Championship most want to invade the two giant markets of China and the United States.
Just like Yue Shao hopes to become famous in America, American artists also hope to take root in China.
"Aren't the songs you wrote recently going to be popular? I think you have a good chance. After all, I've done some research and found that Chinese people like singers with good looks, which happens to be your advantage."
The country singer immediately stuck out her tongue, obviously a little embarrassed by the compliment.
But this was indeed what she thought in her heart. She touched her cheek and felt that even if she joined Moonlight Girl now, it would not be out of place.
The moment the countdown ended, all the audiences at home and abroad stared at the TV intently, watching the show with anticipation.
For them, it has been a long time since they looked forward to a variety show like this.
"Oh my God, it's amazing when I think that there are so many people in this world watching the same show as me." Xiaopang was lying on the bed, chatting and laughing with his girlfriend.
"Haha," my girlfriend burst out laughing after hearing this: "What's so magical about this? Wasn't it like this in the World Cup before?"
"How can it be the same?" Xiaopang shook his head. "This is the first time I know that a music program can be so competitive."
He paused, his eyes looking off into the distance: "Moonlight Girls, you must do your best this time!"
My girlfriend burst out laughing. "Why are you always like this? You don't have any confidence in them! They're the Moonlight Girls. Even if they don't perform exceptionally well, as long as they perform normally, they'll definitely win!"
The fat guy beside him immediately said, "I'm just trying to save my luck! But like you, I still have absolute confidence in their abilities."
While the couple was arguing, the host also walked onto the stage.
This time, there was another host on the stage besides Jiang Yang and Pang Li.
His job is to translate the host's conversation so that audiences in English-speaking countries can understand the host's conversation without looking at subtitles.
As soon as Jiang Yang and Pang Li appeared on stage, the audience was very happy.
To the audience, these two people are really likable.
Even if they don't say a word, just standing on the stage will cause countless people to laugh.
"Welcome everyone, and all the overseas audiences, to the official competition of the World Singer Contest."
Jiang Yang paused and looked at Pang Li: "I heard that you went on a special trip to lose weight for this World Championship? But I didn't notice any difference at all."
Pang Li coughed and said, "I'm just like many people. I've tried hard but to no avail. But tonight's 20 groups of singers are different. They've been working so hard for so long, they must be holding back some big moves!"
"Then let me ask you, among so many singers, which one is your favorite?" Jiang Yang looked at Pang Li and asked curiously.
At this moment Pang Li was silent for a second, and then said:
"This question is too complicated. If I don't answer it well, I won't be the one standing on the stage with you next week."
"Okay," Jiang Yang laughed himself. "I won't embarrass you. I'm honest. I support all Chinese singers, and I also support talented singers from all over the world."
"You're really trying to balance things!" Pang Li sighed. "There are just too many experts, making it difficult for us to decide. We'd better leave this troublesome matter to the audience."
After she finished speaking, Pang Li stood up and whispered to the people in the audience:
"Are you already impatient to see them?"
The audience really screamed.
For the singers backstage, although this is China, they still feel a completely different kind of enthusiasm.
They had heard on the news before that Hua Xia’s concert was very quiet and the audience didn’t interact much, but now it seems that this was false.
"Now, please invite all our singers to come on stage and draw your order of appearance."
So all the singers backstage, no matter how famous they were in their own countries, now had to listen to the instructions of the microphone and rush to the stage one by one.
And Ovina also took the opportunity to walk next to the Moonlight Girl. Her makeup today was still exaggerated, and she looked like a vampire who had just woken up.
"Long time no see." Although Ovina always regarded them as competitors, she still liked these four people very much outside of the competition.
The other three waved and kissed each other tactfully, then stood aside.
Only Wang Xingrui and Aovina were left looking at each other.
Wang Xingrui touched her nose helplessly. She glanced at Ao Wenna and said softly:
"Why have you been wearing this style lately?"
"You guys know that too?" Owena smiled, very frankly: "If it weren't like this, I wouldn't be popular anymore. This competition is really realistic. It made me realize that singing skills alone are not enough in today's music scene."
"...Come on!" Wang Xingrui didn't know what to say.
"I will." Owena hummed, "You too, I hope we can meet at the top."
After they finished speaking, they all stood on the stage again.
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