While there was a lot of discussion on the Internet, Su Chen and Cheng Xue were in their dressing room backstage.

Naturally, these so-called predictions of winning rates can't hide from their eyes.

Cheng Xue put down her phone and smiled mischievously: "Hey, there must be a lot of people to be beaten today!"

Since she and Su Chen are in the same company, Cheng Xue had heard Su Chen's new song long before he came.

She can even say without exaggeration that this song is definitely one of the classics.

If she can't win the championship like this, then she has to wonder if there is shady in this game.

Su Chen didn't think so much, and now it's useless to say anything. Everyone has a different aesthetic. Whether the audience likes it or not, she can't say it right now.

No one can guarantee that the songs they write will be liked by others.

Moreover, Su Chen didn't put too much emphasis on the champion from the beginning to the end, otherwise she would not invite Cheng Xue to participate in the competition at the beginning, and this time she helped Cheng Xue arrange the music.

And Zhao Xinhao, who was next door to them, naturally saw these championship prediction posts on the Internet.

Seeing those posts that kept praising him, he not only didn't have the slightest excitement, but he was still sneering in his heart.

If it were him before, he would have been floating when he saw so many people supporting him. I wish the whole world knew that his winning rate was higher than that of the Eleventh Young Master.

But having been slapped so many times in the face, if he doesn't have a long memory, he would be really stupid!

This is so clear that he was deliberately holding him up, so that he could provoke the Eleventh Young Masters and the others, and finally they were slapped back with a fierce slap...

How to say, the current Zhao Xinhao understands the navy's tricks!

Haha, I won't play with you this time!

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"Welcome everyone to the live broadcast of the finals of the strongest new song exclusively titled by Good Wife Laundry Liquid..."

Time came unconsciously at eight o'clock in the evening, and with the host’s announcement, the much-anticipated finals finally began!

"It's starting, it's going to be a crazy call for my Snow Baby!"

"Nima, after waiting for a month, I can finally see my eleventh son again, roar!"

...

At the same time, countless netizens also opened the live broadcast and started to watch it.

After previous competitions, a total of six singers won the finals. But for these netizens, what they are most looking forward to is the performance of the three of Eleven Gongzi, Cheng Xue and Zhao Xinhao.

With the director's unscrupulous temperament, it was very natural to arrange all three of them to the end.

And Su Chen, a singer who left the stage for the third stage, was naturally arranged to appear on the finale.

I have to say that all singers who can sprint to the finals have certain strength. Especially today's Zhao Xinhao, so Su Chen had to look at him with admiration.

Today, he still chooses his best rock and roll, put aside all utilitarianism and exerted all his strength, he is also quite powerful!

"Wow, Brother Hao is in good shape today!"

"In fact, I'm even more looking forward to the Eleventh Young Master's appearance. Last week, Brother Hao cut Cheng Xue off his horse. If you win the Eleventh Young Master again today, it will be really fun!"

"Hahaha, it's really possible. Today Zhao Xinhao sings the famous song of the heavenly king. Unless the Eleventh Young Master can also write a classic, it will definitely be out of play!"

"Do you really think that the classic song is Chinese cabbage, just write it as you want?"

"Mad, in other words, can you finally see Young Master Eleven lose today?"

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