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"Ouch! Ouch! Hiss~!"

Wang Ziming held the wall and walked slowly back to his room. He couldn't help but feel a little surprised.

"What's wrong with you?"

"Don't mention it."

Wang Ziming looked impatient.

"Damn it, I'm cheated. I originally wanted to coax Jiang Yingxue, but who knew that the little bitch was not only unhappy, but also attacked me and beat me up. It's so fucking damn. I'm going to kill her sooner or later."

A look of contempt flashed in his despicable eyes.

"I've told you a long time ago that Jiang Yingxue is not easy to mess with. You just keep going. Now you're doing it? You're really self-inflicted! Hum!"

Wang Ziming immediately rushed to Despicable, took off his despicable high heels, and placed her little feet in stockings on his crotch.

"Rubb me, damn it hurts me. What is your killer move? Can you take it out for me now? I want to kill that little bitch now."

"What are you anxious about? It's easy to kill her, but it's not now. The ace must stay at the most critical moment to achieve the greatest effect."

"Hiss~! I can't wait."

"Wait for two more days, and a gentleman will take revenge, it will be no late for ten years."

"Then you blow it off first, it hurts."

He gave him a despicable look.

"Hmph! Next time I go and find other women, don't try to touch me again. I'm not a lady, don't stuff any dirty things into my mouth."

"Hehe... I know, I know, hurry up, I can't wait."

......

An hour later, the staff at the recording site conducted the last commissioning, and the audience also checked in their seats as soon as possible.

This celebrity singing competition program is very popular. It is said that in the first episode, most viewers spent money to invite them. Later, more and more viewers bought tickets, and the seats were in short supply. There were also many scalpers online, and the ticket prices increased several times, making it difficult to get a ticket.

This is why Jiang Yingxue came to participate in this competition.

Soon, the host came up and talked about a bunch of boring and tedious nonsense, and the audience cooperated with great face.

At the end, he smiled mysteriously and shouted:

"Tonight is the semi-final of our program. Starting from tonight, the rules of our competition will change. The competition will no longer be voted and evaluated, but fans will vote soft girl coins for their favorite artists. Each artist starts singing, starts investing money, and ends after singing. This will not only help the artist advance, but also, all soft girl coins will be donated to charity organizations, and we will not take any penny!"

When people heard this news, they couldn't help but start talking. There has never been such a competition voting system since ancient times. This is too unfair. If some people have money, wouldn't they be the first safe?

But in response to this, the host explained with a smile:

"Everyone, don't be surprised, because this is a semi-final, and the participants are not newcomers, but celebrities. Their popularity is comparable. I think this reward system should be to compete with your true strength. If you spend money to vote, you will definitely vote for your opponent you really like. I'm right?"

"It seems that's the reason?"

"What I said is right. If you spend money, everyone's voting data will be more real."

......

Mu Qingcheng couldn't help but frown and said:

"Strange, why did this voting mechanism suddenly appear? According to normal principles, it has reached the semi-finals, and the audience is a little clear about who is stronger and who is weaker. This kind of change should not happen again?"

Ling Fei looked at the host on the stage coldly and said lightly:

"The mastermind behind the scenes will always be hidden in places you can't see, and you will never know their purpose. But we don't need to worry too much about these stupid tricks of mortals. As long as Xiaoxue can be treated fairly, we just need to silently support her."

"Oh well."

Mu Qingcheng could only accept Ling Fei's words.

Seeing the good response in the audience below, the host couldn't help but let out a cold sweat. This statement was actually made up by himself, and he was really afraid of being criticized.

"Okay, there will be a data station on the big screen on our right. The amount of money everyone rewards will be displayed directly on it. Next is the live broadcast of the competition. Please listen carefully, the singers, the sound of nature brought to us."

After the host stepped down, the first person to play was Wang Ziming. As soon as he got on the stage, he attracted a lot of cheers.

In this competition, he was the only young man. His appearance was indeed the mainstream of the modern social entertainment industry. He was sissy and his little face was tenderer than a woman. Countless aunts and underage girls cheered enthusiastically for him and were attracted by his beauty.

After the prince clearly showed a cute poss, he sat in front of the microphone and started his singing.

It's the very Mary Sue style.

It's actually just that. It's much better than the resident singers in the bar, but it's far from reaching the realm of a so-called real singer. At least, when participating in this kind of program, he should be considered an amateur and bottom-ranked existence.

But beyond everyone's surprise, from the beginning of his accompaniment, the data on the display was skyrocketing wildly.

Some people invested 1,200,000 or tens of thousands, and some people invested a few dollars, but the speed was very fast. The screen scrolling speed made people unable to see clearly. They only knew that every second, money was skyrocketing in one unit of measurement of 100,000.

When he finished singing a song, it had already risen to 30 million in five minutes! This number is simply astonishing.

This is just a song!

Wang Ziming bowed proudly to everyone to thank him. His brainless fans were indeed terrible.

Then there is the second, the third... These stars are very different from Wang Ziming. Although they are veteran artists and their strength is much stronger than Wang Ziming, their fan base is weak. Some people can clearly see the sliding numbers when singing, which is embarrassing.

Among these people, there are only two or three million at most, and at least two or three hundred thousand. They instantly opened up the level with Wang Ziming. Wang Ziming in the backstage was so laughing.

Mu Qingcheng couldn't help but frown and said:

"Why haven't Xiaoxue come out yet?"

"Here comes out, she is the last one."

Sure enough, after Ling Fei finished speaking, Jiang Yingxue came out, but when Mu Qingcheng saw the host report Jiang Yingxue's song title, his face instantly became cold.

"The songs that the people in front of these bastards sang for nearly five minutes, only Xiaoxue's. It was only arranged for three minutes. Bastards, someone must be making trouble behind the scenes."
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