" Number Twelve's performance has ended."
"Now, let's invite the three mentors to start voting!”
He Jiu looked at the judges.
Everyone in the audience looked over at the same time.
Whether the contestants could stay on the stage or not depended on their votes.
At least two votes.
Only then could he successfully advance to the next episode.
"I really like this song."
"The completion of the lyrics and music is very high.”
"Moreover, Number Twelve's singing is very good and infectious.”
"I can feel a deep affection in his songs, and I like that." Xue Zhiqian said first.”
"So, I pass!"
When he pressed the pass light.
Lu Zimu's expression.
However, there was no excitement as expected.
On the contrary.
Everyone noticed the disappointment in his eyes.
Disappointed?
This made everyone think that they had seen wrongly.
He had clearly gotten one vote, yet he still felt disappointed.
"Eliminated."
"I don't like this song, and I don't like this singing style.”
"In my opinion, his interpretation of this song is too pretentious. Instead, he can't show his singing skills!”
Hua Chengyu turned off the lights.
Xue Zhiqian: "???"
When he said Lu Zimu's singing skills, Hua Chengyu said that his singing skills were fake.
Doing so would be a little disrespectful.
The others also didn't think much of Hua Chengyu.
This evaluation was too far-fetched.
Many people could tell that Hua Chengyu was deliberately targeting her.
But Lu Zimu didn't care.
After Hua Chengyu switched off the lights.
Instead, he felt that this person wasn't that detestable.
One passed, one voted.
Now, it was up to Yang Mi's crucial vote.
This made Lu Zimu unable to help but look at her.
His eyes were filled with hope.
The lights went out.
You must turn off the lights.
Lu Zimu's eyes revealed this desire.
One hundred million was in Yang Mi's hands. How could he not be nervous?
"He really wants to advance."
"Does he really want me to pass?"
"However, I want him to have a taste of this sadness. Perhaps he will regret breaking up!”
In the beginning.
Yang Mi was still hesitant.
After seeing Lu Zimu's gaze.
She thought that she understood what he meant, so she no longer hesitated.
Hence, he decided to do it.
She turned off the lights.
Xue Zhiqian was dumbfounded.
The audience was also confused.
You're crying.
He moved you, and you eliminated him?
This made everyone feel that it was ridiculous.
The moment he pressed it.
Yang Mi also felt some regret in her heart.
She wanted him to feel sad, but she was worried that he would be too sad.
But at this moment.
Lu Zimu was furious.
When Yang Mi looked over, he couldn't suppress his excitement.
Was he very happy?
This made Yang Mi dumbfounded.
"Number twelve."
" Unfortunately, you have been eliminated."
"But are you really not sad at all?”
He Jiu wanted to comfort her.
However, Lu Zimu's expression made him unable to help but ask.
"Sad."
"I'm so sad. I was actually eliminated.”
"However, this is also because my skills are inferior to others. It's only right that I was eliminated!”
Lu Zimu pretended to be very regretful.
However, his eyes and the smile on his lips could not be hidden at all.
"Stop pretending to be sad."
"You can't help but laugh out loud!”
He Jiu almost couldn't help but complain.
She was obviously very happy, but she still pretended to be very sad.
But he did not understand.
Why was Lu Zimu so happy after being eliminated?
He Jiu wasn't the only one who didn't understand.
No one understood this.
"Is this sadness?"
"You're telling me this is sadness?"
"Number Twelve, put away your excitement first before you tell me that you're very sad now!”
"Is he crazy? He can still be so happy after being eliminated!”
"Sister Mi is dumbfounded. This Number 12 really doesn't take the ordinary path!”
"Do you think Number Twelve did this to hide his disappointment so that he wouldn't lose too badly?”
"Damn it, why did Sister Mi eliminate him? He clearly sang so beautifully!”
Regarding Lu Zimu's performance.
It made everyone unable to hold it in.
All kinds of guesses came out.
However…
If they knew that Lu Zimu had been eliminated.
If that was the case, he would be able to obtain 100 million directly. It was understandable.
In front of 100 million.
The title of champion was no longer good.
Not to mention, it was just the qualification to advance in a talent show.
That was even more of a fart.
"Number twelve."
"You don't have to be too regretful. There will still be a chance.”
"The contestants who are eliminated in each episode can enter the revival round. As long as they get first place in the voting, they can be revived!”
No matter what.
He Jiu comforted her.
It was a good thing to keep the newcomers hopeful.
"Yes."
"What a pity."
"I really hope I can be resurrected!"
Lu Zimu said.
However, his tone did not sound like he wanted to be resurrected at all.
At the same time, his figure was also moving back step by step.
He did not care about the revival match at all.
This required the audience to vote, and it required a certain amount of popularity.
He was popular.
However, his popularity was notorious.
No one would vote for him.
Therefore, Lu Zimu was not worried that he would be resurrected.
Just as He Jiu wanted to comfort him.
He wanted to give Lu Zimu a chance to appear in more scenes.
However, just as he opened his mouth.
Lu Zimu slipped away.
That's right, he slipped off the stage.
This made He Jiu stunned.
What the hell?
He was left on stage?
This made everyone unable to hold back their laughter.
Especially He Jiu, who looked confused.
The audience burst out laughing.
He watched Lu Zimu slip away.
This made everyone suddenly feel that this number twelve was very interesting.
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