Son, Hurry Up and Voting for Zhou Mang. If You Don't Voting, You're Not Your Own Son!
The players in the revival match soon finished their performances.
The program host shouted at the screen,"The online voting is about to begin. The audience in front of the screen can pick up their phones and get ready to vote for your favorite contestant!”
"You vote, I vote, my idol will be resurrected immediately!”
He loudly announced the countdown to the online voting.
In a residential area.
The screen on the phone was fixed on Zhou Mang's face as he waited for the vote.
After listening to " Fly Free," Old Zhang pondered for a long time and still hadn't come back to his senses.
When she heard the voting, she looked at her children in a daze." How do I vote for this? Where to throw it? Can we vote without going to the venue?"
His thoughts were still stuck in the past. They lined up with wreaths to put on the contestants 'necks and shook hands with them one by one. This was called voting.
"Now that the voting is online, you can vote with your phone.”His son did not raise his head and replied perfunctorily. He was chatting with someone on his phone.
"Resurrection by voting? Tell me quickly?" Old Zhang's enthusiasm caught his son's attention.
"Didn't you dislike this kind of talent show in the past?”His son was extremely surprised. In the past, every time it was broadcasted on talent shows or other variety shows, his father would say that it was boring.
She would even reminisce about the past entertainment industry from time to time, saying that the celebrities nowadays were all fake and that they were not pleasing to the eye.
Now, for the first time, he was going to vote for an idol on a talent show?
Did he hear wrongly?
Did he take the wrong medicine?
Or did he really fall in love with an idol just because of that old song?
"Zhou Mang is different from the others.”Old Zhang retorted in a deep voice," She's a good child. Her singing is so talented.”
"They're all idols. What's the difference?”He mumbled, but still took his phone." I'll teach you how to vote.”
She helped her father register an account on the official website and clicked into the voting channel for the revival match to vote for Zhou Mang.
His father was finally happy.
Then, she stared at his phone.
"What?"
"Can every phone number vote?”
The son was convinced and said helplessly,"Okay, I'll invest in him too. Watch carefully."”He didn't have much of an impression of the other players anyway, so he wasn't very interested.
However, it was different for the others.
Because of the voting incident, it almost caused a family dispute.
Aunt Zhou was very fashionable. She could find the voting channel on the Internet without her children teaching her.
She even called for the other sisters to vote together in the group.
After that, he looked at his daughter.
Aunt Zhou's daughter had just sent a bullet comment in the live broadcast room to complain about her mother who was singing with Zhou Mang. When she met her gaze, she suddenly felt a little uneasy.
"Mom, what are you looking at?"
"Have you voted yet?"
"I was just about to throw." She looked at her mother warily." What do you want?”
"I don't want to do anything. Can you help me vote for my son?”
"Your son? Isn't your son here?" Aunt Zhou's daughter was dumbfounded.
Aunt Zhou's son looked up from the gaming page." Why are you voting for me?”
"No, I'm talking about that child, Zhou Mang. My dream in the past was to have a son like that.”
Aunt Zhou's son: " There are too many points. I don't know where to start."
"No, I want to vote for the player I like.”
Aunt Zhou's daughter puffed up her cheeks and hid her phone, refusing to vote.
"I have to take it even if I don't want it."
The two of them faced each other silently. Their eyes met, and sparks flew.
In the end, her daughter lost, and her phone was forcibly confiscated and used to vote.
His son was also being eyed covetously."Give, give, give."
That furry gaze made him unable to play games.
Whoever he wanted to vote for, he had to finish it quickly.
In the end, the entire family voted for Zhou Mang.
Aunt Zhou's daughter was still indignant." I used to send a message to the family group to ask you to vote for my idol, but you all ignored me.”
"It's fine if you don't invest in that idol of yours. I'm directly involved in Zhou Mang's life and death.”
Aunt Zhou's daughter said,"It's clearly marked with two words."
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Han Tian had also just finished watching the revival match. This show had been extremely popular recently. As a young man, he had to keep up with the times.
Otherwise, there would be nothing to talk about with people of the same age.
However, after reading it, he felt that it was just that.
There was nothing amazing about it.
The only one who had a deep impression of her was the one who sang a very old-fashioned song.
Even if there was, it would be a negative impression.
He should vote for someone who needed it more.
Zhou Mang probably did not have many votes and would definitely be eliminated.
His fingertips moved along the voting channel and were about to land on the profile picture of Chen Qiuran, the singer he liked and who was quite hardworking.
The phone suddenly rang.
"Mom? Why?"
"Son, quickly turn on your phone and vote for me.”
"What vote? Your company's official account?" Han Tian replied nonchalantly. He clicked on the message in his mother's chat box, but his eyes suddenly focused.
"I Am Idol's revival match voting channel?”He read it out word by word as if he did not know how to read.
"Yes, that's right. Let's vote for someone called Zhou Mang. Hurry up!”
Han Tian was dumbfounded." Mom, who asked you to vote? Could it be that there was money to be earned? How much money did he have to vote for?”
His mother didn't chase after celebrities. How could she have voted for it herself?
There was only one reason why she was so enthusiastic, and that was the kind of part-time job that could earn a few cents by reposting comments and liking videos.
"Mom, you don't need the money, right? Why are you wasting your time?”
"What do you mean by how much money to vote for? This is what I want to vote for. Aiya, I can't be bothered to talk to you. Hurry up and vote for Zhou Mang!”
"If I didn't vote, I wouldn't have a son like you."
His old mother started to spout nonsense as soon as her temper flared up.
"Alright, alright, I'll vote immediately!" Han Tianyi was speechless.
So what if she voted? So what if she made her mother happy?
He scrolled down and clicked on Zhou Mang's profile picture.
As soon as he finished voting, the chat messages in the family group instantly surged out.
"Son, come out and help vote!" Her aunt tagged her son in the group chat, and her voice was very ear-piercing.
He added a link to Zhou Mang's personal voting channel.
"My son and daughter have already voted. Are there any other juniors who are free? Who can help me vote? I'll give you a red packet.”This was the stingy Seventh Aunt.
"Hehe, you guys like Zhou Mang too? I just voted for him too. Who hasn't voted yet? Help me out and treat me to a meal when you're free.”This was Fifth Uncle, who never went online.
Not only that, but the other aunts who usually lurked in the family group also popped up.
The voting links were all the same.
All of them were Zhou Mang!
They tagged their children and instructed them to vote.
The unwilling voice was mercilessly suppressed.
The group chat was as lively as the New Year.
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