My singer girlfriend is super fierce

Ye Zhiqiu's word "stupid" is extremely powerful. The next day in the player waiting area, Wang Nanchen looked at him from time to time with resentment.

In the third round, 18 entered into 12. What's more, the unprecedented "24-hour creation" competition system was adopted.

As the name suggests, after the program group announces the theme, all contestants will close their creations for 24 hours, and then immediately perform on stage the next day.

Under high pressure, many contestants are already praying secretly with their palms together. This time, the theme should be the type they have created before, so that the chances of promotion will be greatly increased.

A moment later, a middle-aged man with a slightly bald head and gold-rimmed glasses walked in. It was Liao Tao, the chief director of the program "Sing a New Voice".

coming!Everyone's face tightened.

Liao Tao glanced around the arena and saw that Ye Zhiqiu, who was different from the crowd and had a particularly relaxed expression, paused for a moment, then moved away.

"Hello contestants, the third round of the competition has officially started, and now we are announcing the theme of this creation."

"I believe that most people must have a song about themselves in the process of creation."

"A person knows himself, learns to face himself, knows to find himself, analyze himself, and then find himself, which is a necessary process for creation."

"So, the theme of this issue is - 'I'. I hope that every contestant can show the 'self' in his heart, thank you."

After Liao Tao finished speaking, he observed the rich expressions of many contestants through gold-rimmed glasses.

Some people were pleasantly surprised, and there were not a few with bitter faces. The corners of Wang Nanchen's mouth curled up slightly, as if he had been prepared and confident.

And Ye Zhiqiu... yawned, his indifferent expression remained unchanged from the beginning to the end.

Liao Tao took another deep look at Ye Zhiqiu and retreated.

The program team prepared a small single room for each contestant for quiet creation.

The contestants each received their number plates, and went to the creation area one after another to find their corresponding compartments.

"Brother Xiaoye, you have to help me this time."

Ding Jie didn't rush to her cubicle, but came up with a bitter face.

Ye Zhiqiu didn't know, so she looked at Yujie in front of her. Ding Jie was wearing a leather jacket today, with a curly figure, big wavy hair, and flaming red lips, showing her sexy style.

Ding Jie said with a bitter face: "I think this time I'm miserable, but the composition is okay. If I write the lyrics within 24 hours, it will kill me."

"Brother Xiaoye, the program group allows the contestants to communicate with each other, can you help my sister read the words when the time comes?"

Ding Jie was on the verge of dripping, looking at Ye Zhiqiu full of hope.

"No problem." Ye Zhiqiu readily agreed.

These are all trivial matters. After rushing to that popular Weibo, Ding Jie was the only contestant who stood up to speak for her. Ye Zhiqiu didn't mind helping Ding Jie.

As for his own creation, when he heard the theme "I", Ye Zhiqiu already thought about what song to sing.

It's off, there's no way.

"That's great!" Ding Jie was so happy that she almost jumped up, as if she was about to give Ye Zhiqiu a warm hug.

Ye Zhiqiu quickly moved away, joking, the whole process was recorded by the program crew's camera, so it would be good if there was any misunderstanding.

A look of resentment flashed in Ding Jie's eyes, she took advantage of the situation to look at the number plate in Ye Zhiqiu's hand, and said curiously, "Brother Xiaoye, which room are you in?"

Ye Zhiqiu shrugged, and the two walked towards the creation area with 18 compartments together.

As soon as he reached the entrance, Ye Zhiqiu paused and looked at the room near the entrance.

Ding Jie looked at the house number and was stunned. She pointed to the room in front and said, "This...?"

"It should be." Ye Zhiqiu nodded, and glanced at the toilet entrance not far from the room.

"Damn! It's too much!"

Ding Jie was so angry that she even burst out with foul language.

"Why did you arrange this position for you! The program group is too unfair! There are so many people coming and going, can you write songs with peace of mind?!"

Ding Jie is right, Ye Zhiqiu's cubicle is indeed the worst one.It is located next to the door and next to the toilet. Although this distance may not affect the taste, but with the temporary sound insulation effect of the cubicle, people come and go all day, so it is strange to be able to create quietly.

"Rang Rang." A voice sounded, Wang Nanchen walked in from the door, glanced at the number plate in Ye Zhiqiu's hand, and pretended to be sympathetic: "You use this room?"

The two were too lazy to talk to him and didn't speak.Wang Nanchen didn't care either. When he passed by Ye Zhiqiu, Wang Nanchen lowered his voice and mocked, "How about it, what does it feel like to be a toilet janitor."

Ye Zhiqiu's eyes were slightly cold, and Ding Jie was about to speak with a look of anger, but Ye Zhiqiu stopped her.

Wang Nanchen sneered in a low voice, and walked towards the innermost room of the passage.

"No, I'm going to talk to the program team!" Ding Jie's pungent character couldn't stand this kind of anger, so she wanted to show Ye Zhiqiu her name.

"According to your performance in the first two periods, no matter how many rounds you have, it will not be your turn to use this room!"

"No need, Sister Ding." Ye Zhiqiu said calmly, "The program team probably has already arranged it, so it's useless to talk about it."

Ding Jie was taken aback for a moment, and said in shock, "You mean..."

"How about this!" Ding Jie thought for a while and said, "Brother Xiaoye, I'll change rooms with you, and you can use mine."

"I'm used to performing in bars, and this noisy environment doesn't affect me much."

"It's really unnecessary." This sister Yu is really loyal, Ye Zhiqiu sighed inwardly, and said relaxedly: "This has no effect on me, sister Ding, don't worry. Write your songs with peace of mind. If you can't write the words, you can show them to me." look."

Now that Ye Zhiqiu said so, Ding Jie couldn't say anything more, and returned to her room in the middle in three steps.

Ye Zhiqiu opened the door and walked into the room. There were players coming in one after another outside. The sound of footsteps and conversations was indeed quite obvious. If you pay attention to the quiet environment, the impact is still quite big.

Ye Zhiqiu wasn't sure if the show crew did it on purpose. Fortunately, they didn't dare to go too far. At least the decoration inside the room was very comfortable. After all, it was recorded by a camera.

Ye Zhiqiu tried the sofa, it was very comfortable, and put on the earphones.

Then, lie down and sleep.

I chatted with Yu Caiwei a little late last night, so I just made up for the lack of sleep.

Songwriting or something, no need.

In fact, for Ye Zhiqiu, this kind of competition system is simply giving away sub-questions, but it is easier.

The cameraman who happened to follow up to fetch the material was taken aback for a moment, what kind of operation is this?

In 24 hours, shouldn't you hurry up and think hard as soon as you come in, why is this one in front of you a little different?

Do you want to take a break first and recharge your batteries?

Well, it must be like this, the video camera brother has found a reason for Ye Zhiqiu in his heart.

Who knew that Ye Zhiqiu spent two hours recharging his energy.