After all the bands finished their performances, it was time to announce the voting results. The number of online votes the bands received appeared on the big screen one by one, and every time a band was announced to advance, there would be applause and cheers from the audience.
Qin Qingzhuo looked at the big screen behind the stage. From the eighth place to the third place, he never heard the three words "rough cloud".
Although judging from the reaction on the scene, it was very likely that Rough Cloud would be in the top two, he was still a little uneasy. After all, Jiang Ji did not follow Shi Yao's wishes in the signing, and it could even be said that he had offended Shi Yao. If Shi Yao continued to tamper with the voting system...
"We will announce the votes for the last two bands at the same time. They are," the host raised his voice, "second place City Collapse, which received a total of 4,986,241 online votes, and the champion of this PK match - Rough Cloud Band, with a total of 5,862,588 votes!"
The vote count jumped out on the big screen, and the whole audience burst into deafening cheers.
Before this, although cheers had broken out several times in the stadium, none of them was as loud as this one.
Looking at the vote results on the screen, which showed a difference of nearly one million, Qin Qingzhuo breathed a sigh of relief.
It seems that Shi Yao did not manipulate the votes in this game. I don't know if it was because of Qiao Bo's influence, or because he was scolded by the audience for eliminating the rough-faced cloud in the last game, so he didn't dare to be too presumptuous. In any case, the result is good enough.
When Qin Qingzhuo took his eyes off the big screen, he couldn't help but look in Jiang Ji's direction again.
In the past, when the promotion results were announced, almost everyone in the audience turned around to look at the screen, only Jiang Ji seemed to have no interest in whether they advanced or not.
But this time, Jiang Ji tilted his upper body slightly and looked back at the number of votes on the big screen.
Is it because he finally has the idea to move forward? Qin Qingzhuo thought that it was time to move forward, and to go further.
He had a feeling of witnessing the grand opening of Jiang Ji's life, just like watching his 19-year-old self standing at the Runcheng Music Festival.
What will the 29-year-old Jiang Ji be like ten years later
Probably I will stand on a bigger stage and receive more cheers and applause.
And all the things about this variety show will probably become blurred into just a few fragments of memories.
What will you be like in ten years? Will you still be making music? Can you still make music
Realizing that Jiang Ji was about to turn away, Qin Qingzhuo withdrew his gaze from him.
According to the process in the script, after the votes are announced, the host will say some closing remarks and then have a brief interaction with the mentors, and the recording will end.
But just as the cheers in the audience gradually died down and the host was about to make his closing remarks, a staff member hurried over to the aisle in front of the mentor's seat and handed him a cue card.
After receiving the cue card, the host showed a look of surprise on his face, but soon returned to normal and picked up the microphone to interact with the audience again:
"How do you feel tonight? High?"
"High—" the stands said in unison.
"So do you guys want to end it like this?"
"In no mood-"
"The director team just reported a good news. The number of simultaneous viewers of our live broadcast has exceeded 15 million. The program team has temporarily decided to add a new segment, which is to invite the top four bands in this PK to collaborate with their mentors. What do you think?"