This anchor is legal but sick, so he wears it conspicuously

Chapter 212 I had a friend who smoked and was hit by a car and died.

8:30 in the evening.

Su Haozhe walked out of the airport and saw the staff holding signs from a distance.

"Director, when did you become so enthusiastic? You even came to pick me up in person this late at night."

Su Haozhe also didn't expect that the person holding the sign was the director himself.

"There's nothing I can do. The big star's skills are too big. It took several days to invite him back. Why don't I come in person?"

The director was a little resentful. There was a competition the day after tomorrow, and Su Haozhe just came back.

"What's going on, Director? Anyone who bullies you becomes a resentful woman. You were not like this before."

Su Haozhe smiled and took a sip of water.

"Okay, no more gossiping. Let me first tell you the rules of this competition and what you need to pay attention to."

This is the purpose of the director coming here, he just wants to seize the time to talk to Su Haozhe, otherwise the rehearsal time will be too tight and he is afraid that something will go wrong.

"Okay, tell me, I'm all ears."

Su Haozhe had a good attitude and leaned back to listen.

The car slowly walked to the dormitory, and the director took the trouble to explain the things that needed to be paid attention to this time.

"That's probably what you should pay attention to. When you get to the scene, go and take a look. Is there anything else you don't understand?"

The director talked for a while and finally finished the precautions.

There was no response from the back row.

"Is there anything unclear?"

The director asked again, but still no one answered.

The car pulled to the right and came to a slow stop.

"Su Haozhe, are you listening to me?"

The director yelled at the sleeping Su Haozhe.

"Ah, what's wrong? Are you here?"

Su Haozhe rubbed his eyes and sat up.

"You're not here yet, you're almost here."

The director originally wanted to curse a few words, but thinking that Su Haozhe's temper was not tolerable to him, he started the car and prepared to go back first.

10 minute later.

The director took Su Haozhe to a small base where all the contestants lived.

dong dong dong.

"You'd better live with that good friend of yours."

The director arranged Su Haozhe and Fatty to be together, and Golden Retriever was also here.

"You figured it out. I wanted to wait for you to eat, but I was too hungry and ate early."

The fat man smiled innocently.

The golden retriever kept jumping on Su Haozhe, but he had bad intentions.

"Okay, okay, you eat fatter than I do."

Su Haozhe pushed Jin Mao away.

"It doesn't matter, give me the rest."

Su Haozhe had already ordered something in advance, and now he came over and started eating directly.

The fat man sat aside with a manuscript, humming and singing in preparation for the competition.

It was only around nine o'clock at this time, but no one could be seen outside. The players were all practicing nervously.

"I heard that Su Haozhe is back again."

Park Daxiang’s roommate said to Park Daxiang.

"This kid didn't fucking die outside, and he came here to compete."

Park Daxiang gritted his teeth when he heard Su Haozhe's name.

"He hosted a show outside and now he has more fans. What should we do?"

The roommate is also a foreigner, but they have the same enemy and purpose.

"Don't be afraid, our skills are definitely fine. This time I practiced a Chinese song and I will definitely win."

Park Daxiang also found out the details of netizens. His previous performance was not very good. Part of the reason was because of the language barrier and his inability to resonate.

This time Park Daxiang also came prepared and found a Chinese song.

When a foreigner interprets Chinese songs, netizens will think that the foreigner is very good and will have a high impression score.

"I'll ask my fans to vote for you too. I feel like I can't charge anymore."

Roommates realize that their abilities are limited, so they want to concentrate resources in one place.

If a foreigner wins the championship, he can ridicule the Chinese music industry for many years.

"Okay, I will definitely thank you when the time comes." Park Daxiang nodded with a smile, "Look at the other people and then canvass for my votes."

"Okay, your business ability is the strongest, I hope you can defeat him."

The roommate gave up on his own initiative and gave this opportunity to Park Daxiang.

[A big river has wide waves~]

[The wind blows the fragrance of rice flowers on both sides~]

Park Daxiang narrowed his eyes and sang.

This song is a killer song, as long as it is played out, almost no one can stop it.

The main melody + positive energy + foreign singing, the buffs are fully stacked. This kind of lethality is not comparable to ordinary people.

Think back to the time when a foreign star wore a Tang suit and it immediately became a talisman; a foreign game anchor could make money just by wearing the patriotic banner.

Everyone is relatively tolerant of these foreigners, and they are easily influenced.

【My family lives on the shore~】

[I’m used to hearing the boatman’s slogans~]

[I’m used to seeing white sails on boats~]

Park Daxiang hummed a few words to himself again, his expression was very proud.

"I'm going back to rest. You can practice hard."

The other person listened twice and confirmed that he had no chance and had no intention of fighting.

the other end.

Su Haozhe had finished his meal and was leaning comfortably on the sofa, petting the dog.

"Have you started smoking? Are you too stressed?"

Su Haozhe occasionally glanced and saw a cigarette case thrown on the table.

"Well, I just smoked a few. Another player gave them to me, saying they can relieve stress."

The fat man smiled awkwardly, "I always choke when I smoke. I've never smoked before."

"Oh, what a warm-hearted person."

Su Haozhe snorted coldly.

What's the point of asking a singer in a competition to learn to smoke? If you don't understand the pressure, you will definitely not be able to sing if your voice is broken.

"Really, he always buys me ice cream and stuff when I have nothing to do. He's very enthusiastic."

The fat man nodded and also praised.

"You are really a fool. If you are sold, you will probably have to help count the money."

Su Haozhe was also speechless. He was so obviously uneasy and well-intentioned that even the fat man couldn't tell.

"Uh, what's wrong?"

The fat man scratched his head innocently.

"It's okay, stop smoking. I had a friend who died in his 20s."

Su Haozhe didn't say it clearly, just in case someone else was really kind.

"Ah? Are you smoking? I just smoked half a pack, will everything be fine?"

The fat man was shocked. He was still very young in his 20s.

"No, he got into a car accident and left."

Su Haozhe shook his head.

"It scares me to death. This has nothing to do with smoking."

The fat man rolled his eyes and felt like he was being shaken.

"It doesn't matter. I didn't look at the road carefully when I was lighting up my cigarette, and then I was hit and killed."

Su Haozhe asked back, leaving the fat man speechless.

: "It seems like there is nothing wrong with what Su Shen said. This is probably caused by smoking, which is also one of the reasons."

: "In that case, drinking water is not good either. One of my friends drank water without paying attention and fell down the mountain and died."

: "It's just making friends out of nothing. Netizens don't have many things, they just have many friends. Everyone has a friend."

: "Su Shen, hurry up and host Golden Eye. It's so boring to leave Xiao Ai alone. What kind of song are you singing?"

: "Don't rush me upstairs, I really like Su Shen's singing. I haven't sung for a long time."

: "It's okay for Maomao to have a friend like Su Shen. The person who asked him to smoke obviously had bad intentions."

: "..."

Su Haozhe has been the host for a few days, and everyone has almost forgotten his identity as a singer.

Mainly, everything he did left a deep impression on everyone.

(End of this chapter)