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

Chapter 124 Gossip King (18)

"I want to know why the judges and teachers didn't vote for me. Is it because I can't sing well?" The girl in the circle was very indignant.

"I don't know how you evaluate your voice. Your voice is very special, but it still can't impress me." One of the judges, a veteran queen, thought about her words.

The circle girl was angry.

"However, some people say that my voice is enough to start a new genre."

There was another uproar in the audience.

"I'm sorry, who gave you the confidence!"

"Founder of the mountain, you really dare to think about it!"

"Is this woman too confident?"

"I'm cheap, I voted for her just now, and now I really want to take it back."

"How dare you, hey! Sit on a small bench and watch vigorously."

A male judge laughed and said: "Your voice has its own characteristics and is highly recognizable, but creating a genre is not just about singing differently, it also needs to be recognized by the public, and recognition also requires a process. You have suffered setbacks on this stage, but do you dare to persevere?"

The language of dreaming chicken soup instantly activated the fighting spirit of the girls in the circle.

"I dare!"

"Since you dare, stick to it. The Sound of Nature is your first stop. There will be more setbacks waiting for you in the future. Do you dare?"

"I dare!"

"I believe you!"

With tears in her eyes, the circle girl bowed and walked off the stage.

At that moment, she imagined herself as a tragic hero who would make the most heroic sacrifice for a great cause.

Linghu Lan was stunned watching from the background.

Great, my king.

With such a big bowl of chicken soup, the girls from Quanquan did it as soon as they said it, I admire it!
The Heavenly King Linghulan is familiar with him. Liang Yingcheng, a three-dwelling star of film and television songs, is a very old heavenly king and a scandal-ridden entertainer. The girls all love his chicken soup.

In the plot, he is just a large passerby whose name flashes once, used to set off the colorful background board of the male patron Gu Zhibei.

The circle girl stepped off the stage, still immersed in tragic emotions.

Everyone surrounded her and comforted her.

Linghu Lan looked at her red eyes: so pitiful, why don't you send out big gift packages?
The girl in the circle gave her a blank look, and taunted her with tears, "I lost, but one day I will win back with my strength, unlike some people who can only rely on the back door. They are talking about you, fat girl, don't you!" proud."

Everyone was shocked: This girl is crazy, she dares to talk nonsense even after the competition.

Even though he thought so, the look in Linghu Lan's eyes was different after all.

Linghu Lan was really drunk, sure enough, being soft-hearted is a disease, which needs to be cured!

She stepped forward, and slapped the three [bad luck charms] on the shoulder of the girl in circle.

"You're wrong. You lost based on your strength, so it's impossible to win based on your strength. The only thing you said is right. Seeing you lose, I'm very proud."

"You... Shameless, you fat bastard who walked through the back door." The girl Quan Quan smashed her pot and wanted to rush up to beat her up, and everyone hurriedly surrounded them to separate them.

"Hey, it's just a competition, don't take it seriously."

"There is no grudge, don't make it big!"

"..."

The circle girl refused to let go, "Fatty man, he went through the back door."

She struggled so hard, suddenly, her high heels slipped and she fell on her back. Out of self-help, she pulled down the girl behind her...

"what!"

A scream!
The girl behind her poked her slender waist with her high-heeled shoes.

Everyone hurriedly pulled her up.

"Come on!"

crisp sound.

Broken ankle...

Crowd: ...

what happened?Are the heels too high?None of our business!We just want to do good!bad luck!

　Three shifts!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)