"What shape does the hope in children's eyes take,
(BaBaLaBengBeng)
..."
As the song reached its final triple-part harmony.
No explosive rhythm!
No vulgar curses!
And no impassioned shouts!
Tingyu had interpreted rap in an entirely new way.
He used Mandarin to describe the cruelty of war and conquered the audience with classical rap.
At this moment, he was the most dazzling presence on stage!
"Innocence on this road,
Stumbling, she was cut by the reeds..."
As the last note fell.
On the large screen on stage, a piece of handwritten Russian appeared.
"rhaдeюcb,чto
"Don't you feel ashamed?" Roman, also from the losers' bracket, sat next to Losov. What he wanted least right now was the spotlight, but Losov's actions clearly drew the camera's attention to him.
"Why should I be ashamed? It's not like I lost. As a Russian, I genuinely like Tingyu's song," Losov chuckled, his breathing heavy with excitement.
His greatest pleasure now was seeing these people who isolated him get flustered.
He was even happier seeing Roman lose than if he had won.
Of course, it wasn't just Roman, but also Jin Chengxian and Sean, those producers who looked down on him.
His greatest hope was that Tingyu would crush them one by one, letting them experience what he had gone through before.
"Hmph." Roman merely glanced at him and then snorted coldly.
In his opinion, this Losov, having lost two matches in a row, had gone mad. He didn't care about his image at all. After all, they were all equals to Tingyu. For Losov to act like a fan of Tingyu now was simply lowering himself!
Losing was acceptable, but one had to lose with dignity!!
Just then, the host stepped onto the stage and stood beside Su Yu, smiling. "Thank you, Tingyu, for bringing us such a wonderful song. I must say, world peace is indeed something to be yearned for. Now, let's invite producer Roman to the stage!!"
After the host spoke, Roman walked onto the stage with trepidation.
Standing beside Su Yu, looking at Su Yu, who was half a head shorter than him, he felt as if he were facing a towering mountain. That feeling rose from his psyche, making him somewhat breathless.
When both were behind the stage.
Voting began.
The names and voting QR codes of the two appeared on the big screen. At the host's command, the Russian audience began to vote.
"We must vote for Tingyu!"
"I don't want to be a hero, I just want world peace!"
"Who would want their parents and children to become refugees? War is the greatest devil!"
"Vote for Tingyu. Tingyu not only has this song 'The Sorrow of Ending War' but also 'Katyusha.' He truly understands Russia."
"That's right, I also watched the live broadcast during the day. For 'Katyusha,' if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would have thought it was written by a Russian. And this song 'The Sorrow of Ending War' makes me feel the hardships of those refugees even more. I'm willing to cast my vote for Tingyu!"
Time entered the countdown.
Su Yu's vote count continued to increase rapidly.
But Roman's vote count rose very slowly.
Finally.
It settled at a number.
Tingyu: 18.9 million votes.
Roman: 3.44 million votes.
This vote difference was jaw-dropping!
It didn't even reach one-tenth!
"Impossible!" Roman exclaimed in disbelief.
Then he realized his loss of composure and quickly covered his mouth.
He knew the program team wouldn't fake it, and even if they did, they wouldn't fake it for Tingyu.
Even so, he was still extremely shocked.
Because the gap was outrageously large.
"The competition results are in. Let us congratulate Tingyu with the warmest applause for winning this match!"
The host's words were met with a thunderous ovation from the audience.
Tingyu had won again.
This meant that on this month's era积分榜, regardless of how other producers performed, Tingyu would still rank first!
ps: 'The Sorrow of Ending War' original singer: Jay Chou, lyrics: Vincent Fang, music: Jay Chou.