Ye Zhiqiu's word "idiot" was extremely powerful. In the player waiting area the next day, Wang Nanchen looked at him with resentment from time to time.

In the third round, 18 advanced to 12. What is even more special is that the unprecedented "24-hour creation" competition system was adopted.

As the name suggests, after the program team announces the theme, all contestants will be closed to create for 24 hours, and then immediately perform on stage the next day.

Under the high pressure, many players are already clasping their hands and praying secretly. It is best for the theme this time to be a type that they have created before, so that the chance of promotion will be greatly increased.

After a while, a slightly bald, middle-aged man wearing gold-rimmed glasses walked in. It was Liao Tao, the chief director of the "Sing a New Voice" program.

Here it comes! Everyone’s expressions tightened.

Liao Tao glanced around the venue and saw Ye Zhiqiu, who was different from the crowd and had a particularly relaxed expression. He paused for a moment and then moved away.

"Hello contestants, the third round of competition has officially begun, and the theme of this creation is now announced."

"I believe that most people must have a song about themselves during their creative process."

"It is a necessary process for creation for a person to know himself, learn to face himself, know how to find himself, analyze himself, and then find himself."

"So, the theme of this issue is - 'I'. I hope that every contestant can show his inner 'self', thank you."

After Liao Tao finished speaking, he observed the rich expressions of many players through his gold-rimmed glasses.

There are some who are surprised, and there are also many who have a sad face. The corners of Wang Nanchen's mouth are slightly raised, as if he has been prepared for it and is confident.

And Ye Zhiqiu... yawned, his indifferent expression never changed.

Liao Tao once again took a deep look at Ye Zhiqiu and backed away.

The program team has prepared a small single room for each contestant to use for quiet creation.

The contestants each received their own number plates and went to the creative area to find their corresponding compartments.

"Brother Xiaoye, you have to help me this time."

Ding Jie did not rush to her cubicle, but came up to her with a bitter look on her face.

Ye Zhiqiu didn't know why he looked at the imperial sister in front of him. Ding Jie was wearing a leather jacket today. She had a curvy figure, wavy hair, and flaming red lips, showing off her sexy charm.

Ding Jie said with a bitter face: "I think I am in trouble this time. I am not bad at composing music. If I am asked to write the lyrics within 24 hours, it will cost me my life."

"Brother Xiaoye, the program team allows contestants to communicate with each other. Can you help my sister read the words when the time comes?"

Ding Jie was so wet that she looked at Ye Zhiqiu with great hope.

"No problem." Ye Zhiqiu agreed readily.

This is all a trivial matter. After posting a hot search on Weibo, Ding Jie was the only player to stand up and speak for him. Ye Zhiqiu didn't mind helping Ding Jie.

As for his own creation, when he heard the theme "I", Ye Zhiqiu already thought about what song he wanted to sing.

It's cheating, there's nothing you can do about it.

"That's great!" Ding Jie looked happy and almost jumped up with joy, trying to give Ye Zhiqiu a warm hug.

Ye Zhiqiu quickly got out of the way and made a joke. The whole process was recorded by the camera of the program crew. It would be bad if it caused any misunderstanding.

When the attack failed, a hint of resentment flashed in Ding Jie's eyes. She looked at the number plate in Ye Zhiqiu's hand and asked curiously: "Brother Xiaoye, which room are you in?"

Ye Zhiqiu shrugged, and the two of them walked towards the creative area with 18 cubicles.

As soon as he reached the entrance, Ye Zhiqiu paused and looked at the room near the door.

Ding Jie looked at the door number and was stunned. She pointed to the room in front and said, "This...?"

"Probably." Ye Zhiqiu nodded and glanced at the toilet entrance not far from the room.

"Damn! This is too much!"

Ding Jie was so angry that she even cursed.

"Why should I arrange this position for you! This is so unfair to the program team! With so many people coming and going, can you write songs with peace of mind?!"

Ding Jie is right. Ye Zhiqiu's cubicle is indeed the one with the worst location. It is located next to the door and next to the toilet. Although this distance may not affect the smell, the temporary sound insulation effect of the cubicle makes it difficult for people to use it all day long.

It's amazing to be able to create quietly when you're in and out.

"Give me." A voice sounded. Wang Nanchen walked in from the door, glanced at the number plate in Ye Zhiqiu's hand, and pretended to be sympathetic: "You use this room?"

The two of them were too lazy to pay attention to him and did not speak. Wang Nanchen didn't care either. When he passed by Ye Zhiqiu, Wang Nanchen lowered his voice and said mockingly: "How about it, what does it feel like to be a toilet janitor?"

Ye Zhiqiu's eyes were slightly cold. Ding Jie looked angry and was about to speak, but Ye Zhiqiu stopped her.

Wang Nanchen sneered in a low voice and walked towards the room at the end of the passage.

"No, I'm going to tell the show crew!" Ding Jie's fierce character couldn't bear this kind of anger, so she wanted to stand up for Ye Zhiqiu.

"Based on your performance in the first two periods, no matter what happens, you won't be able to use this room!"

"No need, Sister Ding." Ye Zhiqiu said calmly, "The program team has probably already arranged it, so there's no point in talking about it."

Ding Jie was stunned and said in shock: "What do you mean..."

"Let's do this!" Ding Jie thought for a moment and said, "Brother Xiaoye, I'll change rooms with you, and you can use mine."

"I'm used to performing in bars, so this noisy environment doesn't have much impact on me."

"It's really unnecessary." This royal sister was so loyal. Ye Zhiqiu sighed secretly in his heart and said relaxedly: "This has no effect on me. Sister Ding, don't worry. Write your song with peace of mind. If you can't write the lyrics, you can show it to me.

look."

Now that Ye Zhiqiu said so, Ding Jie didn't feel like saying anything else. She turned back in three steps and returned to her room in the middle.

Ye Zhiqiu opened the door and walked into the room. Players were coming in one after another from outside. The sound of footsteps and conversations was indeed quite obvious. If you pay attention to the quiet environment, the impact would be quite big.

Ye Zhiqiu was not sure whether the show crew did this intentionally, but fortunately they did not dare to go too far. At least the decoration in the room was very comfortable. After all, it was recorded by a camera.

Ye Zhiqiu tried the sofa, it was quite comfortable, and put on the headphones.

Then, lie down and sleep.

I chatted with Yu Caiwei a little late last night, so I needed to make up for my lack of sleep.

There is no need to write songs or anything like that.

In fact, for Ye Zhiqiu, this competition format is simply a matter of giving away points, which makes it easier.

The camera guy who happened to follow me to get the footage was startled, what kind of operation is this?

We have 24 hours. Shouldn’t we seize the time to think hard as soon as we come in? Why is this person in front of me so different?

Do you want to take a break first to recharge your batteries?

Well, that must be the case. The cameraman had already found a reason for Ye Zhiqiu.
Chapter completed!