He Yu's attitude made Zhao Ying'er next to her even more confused.

"I know you have a way, but why? Aren't you afraid?"

"Afraid?" He Yu smiled softly, "The intro to this song has already come out, and I believe he will win."

He Yu's words attracted a lot of side glances from the people around him.

Most people think that He Yu said this deliberately because of shyness.

After all, He Yu's strength is "55-7". Compared with He Yu, Zhang Yifei is far behind.

"Tch, just pretending."

"He Yu, if you lose, I will refund the ticket!"

"That's right, you have to fulfill your promise if you lose."

"Hahaha, come on He Yu!" the audience began to joke, ready to enjoy a wonderful showdown.

Just when He Yu was about to speak, the lights suddenly turned on, followed by a dynamic melody.

Along with the music, a familiar figure appeared on the stage, it was Zhang Yifei.

"Damn it, it's Zhang Yifei."

"Zhang Yifei actually appeared."

"Zhang Yifei was the most popular male singer in China last year. I think Zhang Yifei's singing voice should be more attractive than He Yu!"

"I agree!"

"I also support He Yu. Who knows that He Yu's looks are as good as my brother Yifei!"

"Me too!"

The emotions of the audience were instantly ignited and they began to talk about it.

"Hey, where is He Yu?"

"Why hasn't He Yu come yet? Didn't you agree that the two of you will perform together?"

The audience looked everywhere for traces of He Yu.

At this time, He Yu was sitting in the lounge, watching Zhang Yifei's video on the screen.

As soon as Zhang Yifei came on stage, he took a few deep breaths to stabilize his emotions and then started singing:

The original love is like a grain of sand, slowly flowing into your heart; the original love is buried deep in the memory, and you don’t want to mention it again; the original dream is like a wisp of spring smoke, scattered into the air

The song "The original love is like a grain of sand, slowly flowing into your heart." ", under Zhang Yifei's performance, it suddenly became a tearjerker, making people cry.

While listening to Zhang Yifei's singing, He Yu silently recited the lyrics and gradually fell into deep thought.

As expected, he was a capable player. He caught the attention of all the audience as soon as he took the stage.

Many fans have quietly turned into die-hard fans of Zhang Yifei...

"Sigh, although He Yu's singing voice is good, but Zhang Yifei's strength is there, I'm afraid the winner tonight is none other than Zhang Yifei.

"That's right, Zhang Yifei is not only a veteran singer, but also once ranked fifth on the Golden Songs Chart. He Yu can't compete with him at all."

"He Yu is doomed."

At this time, Zhang Wentao also noticed the situation on the stage, and a hint of indifference appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Hey, He Yu, please stop struggling and admit defeat. It's not embarrassing." Zhang Wentao said in a sinister tone.

He Yu smiled faintly and said nothing, just quietly listening to Zhang Yifei's singing.

"This He Yu is really a witch. She can still laugh at this time." Zhang Wentao said fiercely with a look of gritted teeth.

On the stage, Zhang Yifei kept shaking the guitar in his hand while singing, as if he wanted to relieve his depressed emotions.

And He Yu also kept following Zhang Yifei's movements and jumping to the rhythm, sometimes stretching her body, sometimes twisting her hips and swaying her hips, looking particularly charming and alluring.

At this time, the audience suddenly burst into loud exclamations.

He Yu’s singing is over!.

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