don't call me singer

Chapter 1528 Fateful Showdown, 306 Civil War!

"Everyone must be very curious, right...I can't wait to know what kind of lucky method, what kind of propositional method, right?" Brother An grinned: "Okay, we'll talk about this later, let's draw lots first and divide them into 24 groups."

On-site: "Oh~~~"

"hateful!"

"Brother An, don't sell Guanzi anymore! Guanzi has been sold out by you!"

"Who did you learn this bad habit from?"

"The show next door that was always a joke has been discontinued!"

Brother An laughed, turned around and said, "Draw lots! Whoever comes first!"

In the past, at this moment, everyone pushes me and pushes you, and then let the goddess of fate, Wen Xiaowen, decide everything.

But today, Gu Xiaobai stood up first: "I'll come first."

He walked to the center of the stage and pulled out a number plate from the box in front of An Ge.

Then put the number plate up, facing the camera.

"eleven!"

Brother An announced loudly: "Xiaobai is NO.11, who will be the lucky one to work with Xiaobai? Who will come next?"

"I'm coming!" Fu Wenyao stood up, then reached into the box, and shouted: "Eleven!"

Everyone's eyes lit up.

Hey, Brother Yao wants to cooperate with Xiaobai?
If these two wrote a song together...

look forward to!
If only the two could sing together!

It was just Fu Wenyao's loud shout, which directly caused the "Yaobai" stock to soar.

Fu Wenyao took out the number plate, without looking at it himself, he directly compared to the camera: "Is it eleven? Tell me, is it eleven!"

Off the stage, everyone shouted loudly, but it was too chaotic, and Fu Wenyao couldn't hear anything.

Brother An shook his head and said, "Almost."

"Nearly?" Fu Wenyao turned over the sign and saw "One" written on it.

Fu Wenyao: "..."

"Is this called almost?"

This is obviously a difference of ten good!

So annoying!

"I'm coming, I'm coming!"

There are many people who want to cooperate with Gu Xiaobai.

Even the Riding the Wind and Breaking the Waves choir didn't care about being reserved, and stood up quickly to grab the opportunity.

After the draw, Zong Lianggong didn't look at it, but directly faced the camera, asking everyone to tell him the result.

"It's a little bit worse." Brother An said after taking a look.

Zong Lianggong turned the sign over.

21.

"It's obviously a two-point difference!" Zong Lianggong said.

"It's my turn!" Wen Xiaowen thought it was interesting and jumped on it.

Everyone immediately looked forward to it.

The goddess of fate is on stage!
Could it be that Goddess of Fate is going to perform with Xiaobai this time?

The box was a bit high, and Wen Xiaowen almost plunged into it, so she took out a sign and showed it to everyone.

Then she asked Wen Xiaowen: "What time is the difference? Tell me, what time is the difference?"

Brother An stared at the sign and said nothing.

"You speak quickly!"

"Wait, I'm still counting strokes!" An Ge said.

Wen Xiaowen couldn't wait, and glanced backhandedly.

"24."

"Hi..." It seems that the goddess of fate sometimes fails.

"Shall we go?" Zhou Xianting asked Wang Haixia.

Wang Haixia shook his head desperately: "I don't want to go, I'm afraid of being beaten to death by Xiaobai, let others find Xiaobai first!"

"How do you learn probability theory? The probability of going first and then going is the same! If you don't go, I will go!" Zhou Xianting said.

"Forget it, you stinky hand!" Wang Haixia jumped up, took a few steps, and rushed to the front of the box.

He clasped his hands together, bowed in all directions, then lowered his head, looked at the box, and murmured something in his mouth.

The little brother who operated the camera on the sliding track was also weak. He moved the camera directly to the top of his head and heard him chanting:

"Don't get Xiaobai, don't get Xiaobai!"

Then he closed his eyes, stretched out his hand and grabbed one like lightning.

"I flash!"

Then, he showed the sign in his hand to everyone: "Tell me quickly! Isn't it a lot worse! Isn't it!"

The place was silent.

Wang Haixia felt that his heart was about to stop beating.

"What are you doing? Don't scare me! Brother An, tell me, isn't it so bad!"

"It's not just that it's very, very different..." An Ge said, and when Wang Haixia just showed a happy smile, he gasped and said, "It's exactly the same."

"Fuck!" Wang Haixia turned over the sign and glanced at it, and immediately exploded.

This is too much!

Don't bring such bullying!

eleven!

After such a long time, 306 has another civil war!

"Ah, you stinky hand!" Wang Haixia slapped his right hand, "I must have touched something dirty just now, by the way, I touched Brother Ting just now! Can I do it again!"

"No..." Brother An shook his head.

"Then is there anyone who wants to change with me?" Wang Haixia desperately asked the people who had already been drawn for help.

Fu Wenyao showed a hypocritical smile: "No, I have to abide by the rules."

In fact, he just wanted to watch the fun!

"No, the number 24 is not compatible with you." Wen Xiaowen shook her head, because the reason was a bit far-fetched.

Even Zong Lianggong hides his own sign unkindly, showing a simple and honest smile.

What brand, I don't know, I have never smoked.

"God, who will save the child, who is kind, give me a chance to live!"

"I'll trade it with you?" Gu Xiaobai said kindly.

Wang Haixia: "..."

The audience: "..."

If you switched with me, wouldn't I still be eleven? !
It turned out that Xiaobai was so damaged!
"Don't worry, I won't kill you." Gu Xiaobai patted Wang Haixia's shoulder, "Even if I kill you, I still have to wait until the song is finished! Now you still have some use, of course you have to keep it." .”

True Tool Man Wang Haixia.

There was another laugh at the scene.

The barrage is also lively:
"The flag was set up a week ago, the sign was drawn a minute ago, and the people left an hour later."

"Let's go, little man! We won't miss you!"

"If Xiaoxiazi is killed by Xiaobai, brother Yao can move here and join 306! Be happy!"

Wang Haixia finished drawing and got Xiaobai, so everyone was much faster.

Not long after, 24 pairs were completed.

An Ge said: "Next, it's time to choose the proposition. This round of proposition, we will hand it over to the audience. All participating singers, you can choose a seating area, a seat number... and then ask about the seat Write a song with the name of the younger brother or younger sister on the website with his name as the theme."

"Write a song by name?"

As soon as this sentence came out, the scene immediately boiled.

Let me go, can the singer of the school song competition write a song under his own name?

Even, can Xiaobai write a song with his own name?

This is not a dream!

"Aoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"

The audience boiled directly.

Countless people stood up, waved their hands, and shouted loudly: "Choose me! Choose me! Choose me!"

(End of this chapter)