C27 The Runner-up

The man looked down, but there was too much fat on his belly. Just as he was about to touch it, Xia Qian raised her phone.

"Stinking girl!" He wanted to snatch Xia Qian's phone.

Xia Qian did not dodge and opened her mouth to look like she wanted to scream.

The man immediately turned around and ran into the lounge of the FBI. He was now the manager of the FBI. He still remembered how the previous manager had left. Before the manager left, Junyi Wang had taught him a good lesson.

He didn't dare to embarrass the FBI.

After returning to the lounge, he touched his lower body under the astonished gazes of the seven people. When he realized that the zipper had been properly fastened on his pants, his face immediately darkened. That little girl had actually lied to him.

Wang Junyi watched his movements the entire time and suddenly kicked his leg. "Disgusting thing, what are you doing!"

Only at this time did he remember that there were still a few people in front of him. Instantly, his face turned red and then white. When he saw Wang Junyi's furious look, his heart skipped a beat and he immediately knelt down for him. He cried and said what Xia Qian did to him.

Wang Junyi frowned and kicked the person who was hugging his thigh away, "Being done like this by an intern woman is really useless!"

"I want to go and kill that woman!"

"Get lost! Do you think I'm a gangster? I'm an idol group! If you ruin my reputation, I'll skin you alive!"

When she returned to the company, Xia Qian took out her phone. When she thought about what had just happened, she couldn't help but laugh. She was a little confused about Xia. How could that kind of person be a manager?

The Vast Corporation belonged to the Wang family, and if the young master of the Wang family wanted to be an idol, he wouldn't need to send such an idiot manager to support him.

Lin Jingze was a well-known golden agent in the circle. His way of handling things was swift and decisive, and it was also the most effective. Nine out of ten artistes he brought along were now famous celebrities.

"Why did Vast Expanse want that idiot to be the manager of the FBI?" She didn't quite understand, so she asked.

Qingyi seemed to have seen that person before.

"It's just a name. That person is called Wang Yin, the son of Uncle Wang Junyi. He has been living in society since he was young, and now he is getting a position."

"There is another agent in FERT who is pushing him from behind. The credit is all on Wang Yin."

Xia Qian sighed, "If the FBI becomes popular, then the agent behind him will be at a disadvantage. The credit for doing so many things every day will belong to someone else."

"If one is willing to fight, one is willing to suffer. No one else can be blamed."

While Xia Qian was thinking, she could not help but think of Wang Yin, that big fool. He must have set up a mess for the manager behind him.

"The FIS is really deep."

The schedule for today was almost finished. Xia Qian looked at the post she saw in the morning. The direction of the public opinion was already completely biased towards One. They all thought that One wasn't just for show. The post became more and more popular.

She flipped through the comments, but she was a little nervous. Although the majority of people supported One, there were many people who opposed One. Would these comments affect the upcoming finals?

She also had a guess in her heart. Could it be that those who said that they were putting up a show were people from other companies attacking One, such as Vast Entertainment?

After thinking for a while, she clicked on some of the IDs below and found that there were indeed quite a number of people with FIS IDs in the previous articles.

Xia Qian sneered and saw that those who opposed One were scolded very badly by the people below. She heaved a sigh of relief in her heart.

It seemed that the water army was still unable to resist One's fans.

Two or three days passed very quickly. There were no obstacles in the finals. Everything went smoothly.

The three teams decided the winner and loser in one go, but there was a segment in the finals that told your story.

Qingyi and Xia Ziyu's enrollment to the Music Academy had been smooth sailing, so the filming was also about their persistence in music and their own hard work.

The FIS was even simpler. Only a few people practiced together to make a slide.

After being vividly processed by the backstage staff, it was also very inspirational.

The last folk ballad combination was completely different from these two combinations.

They were online singers from all over the country, and each of them had experienced many twists and turns. They had never thought that they would be able to make it to the finals. They had braved the rain and sang along the streets for their dreams. Some of their family members opposed them, but they persisted. At that moment, many people on the stage were moved by their tears.

Seeing that they finally stood on the stage after facing so many difficulties, Xia Qian could not help but admire them on sympathy.

They sang a folk song that had never been announced. When the host asked, the four of them bowed in the direction of the judges.

"Our last song and lyrics were given to us by Teacher Yan Chi. He is like a parent to us. We must say thank you, Teacher Yan Chi."

The host was stunned when he heard this. Yan Chi nodded at the stage without changing his expression. "I trust you very much!"

Xia Qian held a bottle of water in her hand and took a big gulp. Everyone knew about Yan Chi's reputation. He had actually written a song for a newcomer. This combination was now like a dark horse that had appeared out of nowhere.

The voices below the stage rose and fell. They were all Yan Chi's fans. In this last match, every audience had a scorer. The judges only had five points to decide.

Not only did Xia Qian's expression become serious, but the members and managers of the FERST next door did not dare to breathe loudly because Captain Wang Junyi had a black face and a bottle of mineral water in his hand had been twisted into a ball.

If it was not for the crowd of reporters outside, Xia Qian felt that he would definitely scold them.

The three groups went on stage to perform one by one, and One was ranked first. This was a good seat. One's song's purpose was to move people. Under the video of the ballad group, the audience's senses had been refreshed. If the position was in the last place, then the rating would be lower than now.

The most unfortunate one was that the number they drew from the FBI was the last one. In the finals this time, the style of the song from the FBI and One was actually the type that moved people.

As expected, the ballad team called Worldwide won first place, and One won second place, while the FBI got third place.

Qingyi, as the captain, received the trophy. He frowned slightly, like a flower that had been ravaged by a storm. "Qianqian, is our singing really worse than that of The World? Although their song is very shocking, this is our original song. If they also use original songs, it would be..."

Xia Ziyu interrupted him, "Just based on their experience and persistence, I think I am convinced of my loss."

" They are indeed very persistent. "

Qingyi's face was conflicted for a moment, and then he relaxed.

Xia Qian was a little nervous. No one from the Xia family came to the preliminary round. Would they come to the final round?