The trainee starts by splitting bricks with bare hands

The audience who were still guessing just now also showed a surprised look, but they obviously didn't have much interest.

The mentors have no interest either, they just need to know that it's all about boxing.

Chang Qin Shaorong raised the microphone and said, "I like your falsetto part very much, but I found that it seems to be different from the general falsetto. The director said that it is related to Peking Opera. Can you briefly talk about it?"

"Well, the inspiration does come from Peking Opera. Like Kung Fu, it is a tradition of our country and a national treasure. I prefer to call this singing style Xiqiang, which imitates the singing style of Danjiao in Peking Opera. It is very similar to falsetto picture."

"Actor?" Qin Shaorong nodded, and said with a smile: "I once heard Peking Opera when I was traveling in Yanjing, and it was indeed very similar. I like it very much, it's very good! But obviously your singing still has some flaws, He Jun , you sing too high."

This is a smart guy, Han Lan grinned, and He Jun also smiled embarrassedly.

Next is Murong Kang. He should be the one who likes Han Lan the most among the four mentors. He has been very fond of Han Lan since he debuted on stage and sang rap.

Today, I didn't hesitate to praise at all, and gave thumbs up with both hands.

"RAP is very good, very touching! I like you guys!"

"Thank you, teacher!"

The last one was Xiao Yuchen. She asked half-jokingly: "Han Lan, I'm curious why you stepped on the chair in the end? Do you know? The director was very happy when he helped you purchase props, saying that the chair is of good quality. I just used it for him when you finished the performance. As a result, do you know that when the chair was trampled, I seemed to hear the director’s heartbroken voice.”

"Hahaha"

The cameraman also mischievously gave the director a shot, and sure enough, he had a straight face.

Han Lan also explained with a smile: "Kung fu, you have to break something when you perform, otherwise how can you show your strength? It's like kicking a wooden board in Taekwondo, but they are all plywood, and kicking is boring. We Hua Chinese kungfu is much better, if you want to kick, you can kick this kind of solid wood. Don't you think that my jio just now injected soul into the whole performance?"

"Wow!"

"God injects the soul!"

"Hahaha"

Xiao Yuchen also smiled and clapped, then looked at Wu Tao, indicating that he had finished asking questions.

Wu Tao nodded: "Then let's start voting. Fans at the scene should already be familiar with the voting process, but I still want to remind you again to prevent fans from pressing the wrong button. Team No. 11 is also Team Tucha's." Press 1, press 12 to select Team No. 2, which is Han Lan's team."

"Then take advantage of the counting of votes in the backstage, now our four mentors should start voting too. The old rules start with me first, I vote for" Wu Tao put off a little, and looked at Tu Cha with a smile: "Squad No. 11. I still prefer their style."

"Thank you teacher!"

"I voted for Team No. 12, I like their drama very much." Qin Shaorong laughed.

"Thank you, mentor!" Han Lan and the others also bowed excitedly.

Tu Cha frowned slightly, realizing that the situation was not very good.

Because if nothing else happened, Murong Kang would definitely vote for Han Lan!

Sure enough, Murong Kang smiled and made a hip-hop gesture to Han Lan: "Squad 12, I pibsp;you!"

"Thank you mentor!" Han Lan and the others were so excited that two of the four mentors had already chosen them, at least they wouldn't lose!

It was Xiao Yuchen's turn, and the trainees on both sides looked at her nervously.

The audience in the audience was also wondering which side she would choose.

Xiao Yuchen looked around strangely, like a pendulum, his fingers moved to the left for a while, then slowly moved to the right for a while, and then slowly moved back to the left.

But in the end, her finger still stopped on Han Lan's side: "I choose team No. 12, I think their dance is very creative."

"Yeah!"

Han Lan and the others excitedly clapped their hands and hugged each other.

Three of the four mentors chose them. You must know that the number of votes for the mentors is calculated on the basis of 1:500. Now they have 1500 votes in hand!And the audience was only 3000 people!

The faces of Tu Cha and the others were a bit ugly, but they still tried their best to maintain a smile, and patted each other on the shoulder to show comfort.

At this time, the audience voting results were counted, and the votes of the two teams began to scroll crazily on the big screen.

But soon, the number of votes for No. 12 team was fixed at 963 votes, while the number of votes for No. 11 team soared all the way to 2037 votes before stopping.

It's over!

"how come"

Han Lan and the others were dumbfounded, as if a basin of cold water had been poured on them.

"Yeah!" Cheers came from the opposite stage, Tu Cha and the others hugged each other excitedly, and then bowed to the audience in thanks.

Won, they actually won?Relying on the current audience voting to get the total number of votes back?

The four mentors obviously felt a little unbelievable, and even wondered if the program group was secretly playing tricks, but the directors in the audience were obviously a little surprised.

At this time, nearly two-thirds of the audience applauded. Although it was not as enthusiastic as before, they were using practical actions to prove that the results of the voting statistics were correct.

Chapter 0030 What is a diehard fan?

The big advantage was reversed, even if Han Lan's mentality is good, she is still a little depressed at this time.

I couldn't figure out what went wrong at all, so I lost so suddenly.

It was already night when we returned to the dormitory, and Han Lan didn't even bother to eat supper, so he walked downstairs in the dormitory alone.

Then, I met Bai Yu who was going to the practice room.

In the dark night, the two looked at each other, not knowing what to say, and went to the practice room together silently.

In the end, it was Han Lan who couldn't help but speak up first: "Start preparing for the next performance?"

"No, I'm just used to coming here." Bai Yu sat down in the practice room.

Han Lan followed him and sat beside him: "Sorry, I still lost in the end."

"You don't need to say sorry. You said it yourself at the beginning, and there is no guarantee that you will win."

Han Lan laughed at herself: "I haven't figured out what the problem is until now. I just lost so inexplicably. It's like, Tu Cha is the protagonist in the novel, and we two two-year-olds teamed up to trick him. After all the calculations, he turned the tables against the wind. Alas, there is nothing I can do if I am not convinced."

"Want to know why you lost?"

"why?"

"More than two-thirds of the audience are his fans."

"What?" Han Lan was stunned and looked at him in disbelief.

Bai Yu also smiled helplessly: "It's an exaggeration, right? I was also very shocked when I received the news just now. I guess Tu Cha himself didn't think of it."