Quick Transmigration: Straight Man Fails Again

Editor a Zhi: I heard it.

Pink head warm ocean: me too Cough, cough.

Little sister: lovely, miss the sun.

Miss miracle: why am I not a man? Why?

General attack bubble: if it is strong, I can do 1 for love.

Fang Xiaoxiao: @ general attack bubble, you dream.

Editor a Zhi: @ general attack bubble, you dream.

Pink head warm ocean: @ general attack bubble, you dream.

……

Feng Tianlin opens a small box and sends a private message to the youth: you have done a good job, and they all like your voice very much.

The young man replied quickly and said thank you.

Feng Tianlin looks at the blank head portrait of the other party, and then looks at the chat content between him and the youth. He can't help but laugh.

The young man, who was coquettish and panting in his voice, seemed to be a serious and serious old cadre in private. His serious appearance was really lovely.

Mai 1's Mint sang an old style song freely and freely. He said in the beginning of his self introduction that he had learned music for two years.

Several examiners scored 85 points, and Mint's performance can be regarded as excellent.

Mai No. 2 gave up halfway. It seems that he is very nervous. No. 3 is an art student, but he can't paint for the performance in public, so he read out a tongue twister prepared in advance.

No. 3 is a southern child. He can't distinguish the pronunciation of N and L. the blue sky and men can't distinguish clearly, which makes the people below laugh.

No. 4 performed burping. He can hiccup for half a minute in a row. This talent is very excellent, and ordinary people can't do it.

Because of the short time, Lin Jinan didn't have much time to prepare the song. He couldn't remember the lyrics of the song. He began to forget the words in the middle of singing.

So he gasped over the part that would not.

"Bliss" is the first piece of music with color. There are many places to sing it, but Lin Jinan is also Jiaoli with breath.

After singing a song, Lin Jinan was a little embarrassed, "some lyrics have been forgotten, I'm really sorry."

He gave the wheat to fengtianlin, and only heard a commotion over there, accompanied by the sound of heavy objects landing.

Even at the bottom of the chat screen, also a silent.

Silence atmosphere some terrible, Lin Jinan picked eyebrows, "is I card out?"

Feng Tianlin is in an awkward situation at this time. He even

Yes, there was that reaction.

"Hello, I'm a miracle. Something happened to Fengbu in the world, and I'll take charge of the next assessment." Zhou Ping took the chair. After a brief explanation, she had another 10 minute break.

Lin Jinan looked at the script documents that he had drawn, and raised the corners of his lips.

What he gets is the H play, the passion setting of the sick and weak painter and the underworld prince.

In the middle of the night, the little painter in thin clothes sat in front of the canvas and daubed it with paint brush.

A dark shadow turned into the window of his house. The little painter wanted to shout, but he was covered by the man's mouth.

Clothes in the struggle between sliding, revealing white round shoulders, "you, who are you?"

The little painter was holding his fragile lifeline, and his eyes were full of physiological tears. He was panting on his back, and his red lips were slightly opened. "Please, please, let me go, ah..."

Men's palms are very hot, much higher than the body temperature, indicating that he is now in a very bad situation.