Bring home the national male god of the fast-passing system

Chapter 121 Gossip King (15)

Kong Fanyin did have a good voice, but the further back, the more good voices there were, the less shocking it would be.

At this time, stage performance is particularly important.

When Linghu Lan was incarnate as Zhuang Ze, although she was often interviewed, she was far away from the stage.

The draft is a stage full of explosive power and variables.

Past experience cannot be copied mechanically.

However, Kong Fanyin has very few opportunities to appear on stage, only has a passion and love for music.

It is a pure amateur who can no longer be pure.

Linghu Lan lost sleep.

Performing on stage is more difficult than making money.

Second round of auditions.

As soon as Linghulan entered, she received a wave of attention gifts.

Everyone: Heh!Here comes a fat paper.

Linghu Lan: Shit!A pile of thin paper.

Linghulan was quite different in the crowd, she hugged her fat self distressedly: don't be discouraged, life is like this, thin, thin, fat, fat, fat, fat, half month, half month, half month and a half...

They didn't get fat because the time hadn't come yet, and she thought of accumulating experience in advance.

Ahhhhhhh!
This reason is really not comforting myself.

Linghu Lan glanced around, and accidentally saw Wen Hanxun nodding to her, and she smiled back.

A girl with all kinds of circles all over her body came over.

"Do you know someone from the column team?"

"Well, I have spoken!"

The girl has a clear face.

"Hey, I don't know anyone here. I'm so pitiful. It seems that I'm doomed to be eliminated."

Linghu Lan couldn't help being moved by the tone of self-pity and self-love.

but……

She still understood the subtext wittily: I knew you all had backers, hmph, you didn't come in with real skills, only I am the unique pure white lotus.

Linghu Lan was dumbfounded, mentally handicapped regardless of circles, there were always people who couldn't help but show their lower limit.

She moved aside.

Cherish life and stay away from mental retardation.

The circle girl is angry, heh!I don't despise you for being fat, you're in good spirits.

"Why are you so far away?"

"I don't know you well!" Stupidity is contagious.

The girl was choked, she angrily walked aside, and went to gossip about Linghu Lan with a few people.

"Let me tell you, did you see that fat woman? She has a really big temper. She has a backstage..."

After Linghulan auditioned, she successfully got the promotion card.

There was not much applause from the audience.

On the contrary, the eyes of others looking at her were strange, and some people even had a small flame of hatred in their eyes.

wipe!
Something strange must have happened in the world.

Wen Hanxun smiled and congratulated Linghu Lan, and said mysteriously, "Do you have a backstage?"

I……

Linghu Lan spurted out a mouthful of old blood, wipe it!Did you know about such a secret thing?
"Who said that?"

Wen Hanxun pointed his chin around the girl.

Linghu Lan was really drunk.

Girl, you must have practiced the skill of drawing a circle and cursing you. The circles on your body are all your achievements, right?

This revenge is so strong that it can destroy the earth.

When the circle girl saw the promotion card in her hand, she understood again.

With a cold snort, he twisted Xiaoman's waist and went on stage.

Linghu Lan was furious.

Do you want to send another 【Amulet of Misfortune】swollen?

She pulled back the chair and sat down.

Sister, how about listening to your singing today?No matter how strong one's strength is, one can be overly confident, thinking that other people are just playing soy sauce through the back door.

When the circle girl came on stage, she became solemn and glowed with a strange brilliance.

As soon as he opened his mouth, Linghu Lan sprayed!
This sound is distinctive, too distinctive, with a metallic texture, the melodious sound of chalk scratching the blackboard, and the sharpness of fingernails scratching the flesh.

There are a hundred thousand barbs in people's hearts, and every thorn is scratching the heart.

It's too indescribable.

Everyone: ...Why do you say it's so complicated, it's like a small fist hanging on your chest!
Wen Hanxun: ... punched a deep hole.

The circle girl was promoted smoothly, but she didn't forget to give Linghulan a look of contempt.

You weak chicken, go through the back door.

　Four more.

　　That's all for today's update, good night, my friends!If you have a ticket, please use the ticket to turn over my card~~~~~
　　
　
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