The King of Crossover Entertainment

Xia Dachuan raised his eyebrows and said, "It's really not you?"

Yunfeng shook his head.

To be honest, depositing votes is indeed a good idea, but it requires enough people to be effective. A few thousand or ten thousand people depositing votes is not enough.

Besides, depositing votes is done only if you want to win the championship or surpass the previous person, and you have to vote in the last few minutes, commonly known as "stealing the tower".

Xiao Tianpeng analyzed: "It should be that word of mouth has begun to ferment. Fortunately, there is still some time left."

Xia Dachuan rubbed his chin, thought for a while, and shook his head: "No, even if it is as you said, it should be a steady growth. It's only ten o'clock in the morning, and it's the weekend. How can so many people get up at this time to listen to the song and vote."

It seems to make sense.

Yunfeng also felt something was wrong.

Someone maliciously bought tickets for me offline, and then broke it, making me disqualified?

Who is so bored? If you are found out, you will be sentenced to five years at the beginning, and up to life imprisonment.

I can't figure it out.

More than a thousand votes in a minute, and it was sudden.

It's definitely not normal.

Seeing that the three of them were frowning and thinking, Li Junyi said speechlessly: "Brothers, why are you trying to get to the bottom of it? We have been canvassing for votes these two days, aren't we just for the championship? Now the votes have increased, which is a good thing."

It seems to make sense.

If there is a problem with the source of the votes, the organizer will deal with it themselves.

Xia Dachuan frowned and said repeatedly: "Yes, yes, let's fuck him!"

Xiao Tianpeng smiled and said: "I will send this news to the group to let everyone know that we still have a chance."

The school forum has exploded at this time.

"Zhao Xuan is going to be fucked by Yunfeng!"

"Can anyone tell me how the gap is only this small after waking up?"

"Is this a war between the backup and the current one?"

"It won't be offline ticket purchases, the increase of more than a thousand votes per minute."

"Is history going to repeat itself, Zhao Xuan is second again?"

...

Ling Yunuo is a sophomore in the Department of National Vocal Music at the West Campus of Magic City Conservatory of Music.

She listened to the two songs ahead of her and felt ashamed.

She prefers "Dragon Fist" sung by Yunfeng, because she admires people who can write lyrics, compose music and sing.

Ling Yunuo looked towards the Huangpu River and murmured to himself: "I heard that he looks tall and handsome."

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Since being woken up by a call from a friend, Gu Yueting has no idea how many times she has refreshed the rankings.

First place, Zhao Xuan's "Painful Love", 113,911 votes.

Second place, Yunfeng's "Dragon Fist", 112,990 votes.

The difference in votes has narrowed to less than a thousand.

She is waiting, waiting for a reply from Penguin Music's customer service.

"Ding ding..."

As soon as the phone rang, Gu Yueting immediately opened the backstage of Penguin Music.

"Dear user, after the inspection by the technical department, the voting system of the campus singer competition is normal. There is no problem with the votes of "Dragon Fist". Thank you for your response and wish you a happy life."

Gu Yueting's face changed slightly, and she shook Zhao Xuan beside her: "Dear... Dear..."

Zhao Xuan turned over and muttered: "Baby, today is the weekend, let me sleep a little longer."

Gu Yueting said anxiously: "Dear, something happened."

"Ah?" Zhao Xuan said sleepily: "What happened?"

"You...you and the second place, the gap in votes has narrowed to less than one thousand."

"Let him narrow it."

Gu Yueting thought he was still asleep and didn't hear her words clearly, so she was ready to say it again.

Zhao Xuan suddenly got up and said: "Give me the phone."

Gu Yueting handed the phone over.

When Zhao Xuan saw the votes on the list, his expression was a little sluggish, as if he had been squeezed dry and couldn't recover.

He rubbed his eyes and immediately began to count: "Ones, tens, hundreds, thousands..."

Confirmed three times repeatedly.

I got 114,230 votes, and the second place got 113,871 votes, only 359 votes ahead.

How is that possible?

I checked it when I went to bed at 12 o'clock last night, and I was ahead by nearly 10,000 votes. How did I tie the score after one night?

If he knew that the votes only started to increase at 10 o'clock this morning, I wonder what he would think.

Since Zhao Xuan lost to Yang An by 100 votes in the last campus singer competition, he has been training and studying intensively to improve his shortcomings and strengthen his strengths.

He was full of confidence in this campus singer competition, even a little too confident, and didn't take any contestant seriously.

So much so that he didn't listen to any of the final songs. There was no need and no interest.

How could a master pay attention to a rookie?

Even if the votes were about to be tied, Zhao Xuan didn't mean to listen.

I saw his mouth curled up, a sneer appeared, and he said: "Haha, you are an interesting alumnus of the top school!"

He immediately denied the possibility of vote fraud and vote buying, and the only thing left was to save the vote.

Since the vote was saved, it was not used until the last minute, but it was used more than ten hours before the voting channel was closed. It was obviously a declaration of war against him.

Gu Yueting was silent for a while and said: "Dear, what should we do?"

Zhao Xuan smiled, a very bright smile, and said: "Want to step on me to get to the top? You really don't know the height of the world, then teach him a good lesson and let him know how cruel the adult world is."

Gu Yueting understood and took the mobile phone he had placed on the bedside table and gave it to him.

Zhao Xuan dialed a number, and after answering the call, he said politely: "Brother, this is Zhao Xuan..."

At the same time, the WeChat class group of Class 2, Grade 50, at the Magic City Conservatory of Music cheered with joy.

"Excellent, excellent, Yunfeng is first!"

"Today will definitely go down in the history of the Shanghai Conservatory of Music, and the Department of Music and Literature is on the rise!"

"Tears..."

"I'm very happy. Don't forget to continue canvassing for votes. There are still more than ten hours left."

"Don't worry, look at the current growth rate, it's about to take off."

…

Yunfeng looked at the excitement of his three roommates in the dormitory and was infected. Unfortunately, there was no prize money in this competition, otherwise he would have been twice as happy.

However, he didn't know that just because of the number of votes, Zhao Xuan misunderstood it as a 'declaration of war'.

Time flies by every minute.

Yunfeng's votes are still increasing at an extremely fast rate.

Half an hour later, the number of votes with Zhao Xuan was 10,000.

It's a bit scary, the votes are like a tide, rising up.

Everyone thought that "Crying" sung by Zhao Xuan lacked stamina and the increase in votes was weak, and it had reached its limit.

But there was a reversal.

Zhao Xuan's vote count suddenly increased by nearly 50,000 votes. Not only did he regain the championship, he also separated himself from Yun Feng by 30,000 votes.

The school forum exploded again.

"What the hell is this? It increased by 50,000 votes in a few minutes?"

"I smell gunpowder."

"Both of their votes have exceeded the final votes received by previous champions."

"It's like a fight between gods."

"The market is open, the market is open, Zhao Xuan gives up 50,000 votes!"

…

"It's over, there's no chance at all." Xia Dachuan slumped on the chair like a deflated ball.

Li Junyi hurriedly asked: "Why? The gap of 30,000 votes, at the current rate of increase, can still catch up."

Xia Dachuan said with a trace of anger: "That guy Zhao Xuan can't afford it, so he asked Yang An for help."

Li Junyi asked: "What do you mean?"

Xia Dachuan sighed: "Yang An sent a micro circle asking fans to vote for Zhao Xuan."

Li Junyi: "..."

Xiao Tianpeng: "..."

Yunfeng said very calmly: "Dachuan, don't say that, aren't we doing the same thing canvassing votes?"

It's just that people you know can attract more votes.

Now, it seems the outcome is a foregone conclusion.

Yang An's micro circle has more than 15.2 million followers.

What do you do to win the championship?

Just when hope was shattered, a dramatic scene occurred.

Yunfeng's vote count suddenly increased by nearly 100,000 votes, once again reaching the first place, and he was 50,000 votes ahead of Zhao Xuan.

what's the situation?

Everyone was confused.

These two people go back and forth, how about their whole life?

Zhao Xuan looked at the votes on the ranking list and began to find it interesting. He pointedly said: "Baby, you seem to have made a mistake."

Gu Yueting kissed him on the face and said, "Where did I make a mistake?"

Zhao Xuan smiled with satisfaction.

He didn't care that the number of votes was exceeded again, because it would come back soon.

He simply didn't believe that the people canvassing for Yunfeng's votes could be stronger than Yang An.

As for Yunfeng.

He realized that the increase in his votes was abnormal. Just like Xia Dachuan said, word-of-mouth fermentation should also grow at a constant rate and not suddenly increase by 100,000 votes.

Moreover, he has found the reason.