In the live broadcast room of kimchiguo tiktok.

Netizens also had heated discussions on the barrage.

"Oppa should be able to win, right?"

"Not necessarily. The finals are in China. Chinese singers have the home field advantage, and Zhou Qian is not weak."

"It's hard to say. Both of them could have entered the World Championship."

"Oppa will definitely win."

"Why would I, Zhou Qian, challenge Park Xifan in this round? He has never been so impulsive before."

"Come on Oppa!"

"I must advance to the World Championships. I can still wait for Obama to win the championship."

"come on!"

"fighting!"

on site.

Park Seok-bum took a deep breath backstage and put on a hanging microphone specially designed for singing and dancing.

The song he is going to sing now is called "DNA". It is a song he prepared in advance after participating in the [World Singer Competition]. He has not published this song, and only a few people except the staff around him know it.

The style of this song is that of a typical Korean boy band's hit song, with cool dances. Park Xibeom felt that this song should be sung on the stage of the finals. It should be like God blocking God and Buddha blocking Buddha.

After the Magic City concert that year, Park Xifan also watched his own concert recording and Shaoyang's concert video.

He felt that the reason why he lost to Shao Yang was entirely because he worked too hard, which caused problems with his voice later on.

If he only sang one song, Park Xifan still felt that Shaoyang would not be his opponent.

This is also one of the reasons why he participated in the [World Singer Competition].

He wants to take revenge on Shaoyang in the World Championship.

A shameful apology!

"Whoa!"

The lights dimmed and the spotlight shone on Park Seobum. He had put on a handsome leather jacket and stood on the stage with his head lowered, which immediately attracted screams from many fans in the audience.

Shao Yang had already guessed that this would be the result.

There are too many crazy fans.

They don't care at all which country the other person is from or what they have done. As long as you are handsome, sing well, and dance well, they will be a fan of you.

This is also the reason why so many foreign stars came to China to make money in the first place, and each of them could earn a lot of money.

Shaoyang was still sitting leaning against the back of his chair, with no expression on his face.

on stage.

Along with the dynamic music accompaniment sounded.

Park Seok-bum also danced his best boy group dance and sang at the same time.

The main song is like rap, and its style is similar to many of the Kimchi national boy band songs that Shao Yang remembers.

On the barrage.

"Oops, extra points for singing and dancing, Zhou Qian can't dance."

"I feel difficult too."

"Don't worry, this is a singing show, not a dancing show."

"But it's the audience that votes, and they don't care about these things."

"Extra points are definitely extra points, but Zhou Qian must be prepared. It depends on who has the bigger card."

"Oppa! So handsome!"

"It's over, it's over, sisters, I'm not sure whether to vote for Zhou Qian or Oppa."

"Music has no borders, vote for whoever you want."

"..."

The chorus of Park Seobum's song repeats a word a lot. Although the lyrics are not very content, they are very memorable, similar to the style of Divine Comedy.

Anyway, in this kind of competition, not many people will read the lyrics.

Even if you sing "Blue and White Porcelain" on the show, if it is translated into another country's language, it will definitely lose its original flavor.

I have to say that Park Seok-bum still understands the audience very well.

Finished one song.

The scene was filled with piercing screams from many female spectators.

Park Seok-bum maintained the last dance moves, and it took more than ten seconds to stand up. His forehead was dripping with sweat, and the audience could clearly hear his breathing.

In the live broadcast room of the island country.

"Emmmm, have the Chinese people forgotten how the audience in Kimchi Country treated Chinese singers before?"

"If the overall performance is out of ten, I can only give it eight points, but if we talk about the songs alone, it might only be six or seven points."

“The singing and dancing performance is quite exciting.”

"The stars in Kimchi Country seem to be good at this type of performance."

"I don't like the look in his eyes, it feels a bit arrogant."

"Looking forward to Zhou Qian's singing."

"His voice is so impressive."

"..."

In the live broadcast room of Kimchi Country.

"Oppa!!!"

"Oppa is so handsome!!!"

"Definitely win!"

"It's not easy to debut in Kimchi Country, let alone a national idol like Oppa."

"Please vote for Obama."

"Why can't I vote?"

"..."

China.

"The pressure is on Zhou Qian's side."

"It feels a little difficult."

"I don't understand why the audience at the scene is so spineless. Forget about the knockout competition, how did those sticks target us Chinese singers?"

"There are too many crazy fans, what can I do?"

"Support Zhou Qian! I hope we can make a comeback!"

"Don't panic, everyone, you see Shaoyang is in a stable position."

"Yeah, don't panic."

"Zhou Qian was brought out by Shao Yang. Have you forgotten "Big Fish"? Shao Yang wrote this song for Zhou Qian."

"Hush, Zhou Qian is about to take the stage."

"..."

on site.

After Park Seok-bum stepped down, Zhou Qian took the stage directly.

To say there is no pressure would be false. After all, there are so many viewers sitting in the audience, and countless people are watching this live broadcast.

Zhou Qian could only try his best to keep calm.

He stood quietly in the center of the stage, holding a microphone in his hand, and then slowly looked up in the direction of the center of the stage.

The camera gives a close-up.

The director also discovered that Zhou Qian was looking at Shao Yang, so he quickly switched the on-stage and off-stage shots to let the audience see Shao Yang and Zhou Qian looking at each other.

Shao Yang held his arms in his arms and did not make any other unnecessary movements. He just nodded slightly towards Zhou Qian.

Zhou Qian breathed a sigh of relief, glanced at the band on one side, and signaled that he was about to start.

Immediately afterwards.

He picked up the microphone and put it to his mouth, humming a prelude in bel canto.
To be continued...