Chapter 373 Can't understand people's language?
An Zhiruo's voice was hoarse, and it sounded like one couldn't help feeling sorry for her.

"Ms. Huang, I really don't know where I offended you. I was just singing well. I'm not wrong. It doesn't matter. Even if you want to eliminate me today, it doesn't matter." An Zhiruo bit her lip and said.

Huang Rongsheng snorted coldly, unwilling to talk to her, he picked up the microphone, and said in a cold voice: "My decision is—elimination!"

Yang Huan watched the two finally calm down, she breathed a sigh of relief, with a just right smile on her face: "Miss Mandala, what is your decision?"

Zhang Xinrui sat up straight, picked up the microphone, and slightly hooked her lips: "Miss An Zhiruo, to be honest, your musical talent is not bad. Besides Zhang Xinrui's songs, can you sing a song by someone else?"

An Zhiruo was stunned for a moment, but she immediately reacted, with a flattered expression on her face, and immediately plucked the strings.

This time, she didn't choose Zhang Xinrui's song, but Liang Mengyuan's "Reincarnation" by Liang Tianhou.

Very good.

Before Zhang Xinrui could comment, Huang Rongsheng snorted coldly: "Miss An Zhiruo, you haven't finished yet, have you?"

Just such a sentence made the smile on An Zhiruo's face disappear immediately.

The eyes of the two met in the air, and they could see the sparks in it.

"Miss An Zhiruo, if I remember correctly, the song "Reincarnation" by Tianhou Liang you sang is Zhang Xinrui's song on the back cover of "Almighty Singer", and what you sang is Zhang Xinrui's adapted version. Ms. Mandala asked you to sing songs by other singers, do you not understand human language?" Huang Rongsheng was extremely contemptuous.

Yang Huan was going crazy. She looked at An Zhiruo, who was about to cry, and Huang Rongsheng, who was so frightened. These two people obviously stopped just now, why are they fighting again?

An Zhiruo bit his lip, and looked at Huang Rongsheng stubbornly: "Mr. Huang, can't you not target me? I can't think of anything that offended you. If there is, I apologize. Can't I apologize?"

An Zhiruo was speechless to this Huang Rongsheng who could explode at any time.

The audience will always sympathize with the weak, so it's better for her to give in.

"You didn't offend me!" Huang Rongsheng shook his head, "It's just that your blasphemy against music makes me displeased! Miss An Zhiruo, please do it yourself!"

Huang Rongsheng left this sentence without even looking at her.

An Zhiruo opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't say a word.

Zhang Xinrui saw that the two stopped pinching, she picked up the microphone, her voice was very flat: "Miss An Zhiruo, I have to say that your singing just now was really good, although it lacked some personal style, but——supper-star It is an inclusive stage, I am looking forward to your next performance, I hope, you can have a little more personal style, okay?"

"My decision is—to be determined!" Zhang Xinrui nodded.

"Okay, thank you Ms. Mandala, to be determined, if it proves that there is still a chance for pk, as to whether this opportunity will be in the hands of Mr. Zhang, Mr. Zhang, please reveal the answer for us!" Yang Huan breathed a sigh of relief.

If it was true that Huang Rongsheng sprayed An Zhiruo, and the other two were directly eliminated, then tomorrow's newspaper would be something to read.

(End of this chapter)

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