novelaction Chapter 521
Chapter 521
"They are all contestants who came from the Rap of China."
"Su Wei only takes care of Falao, but doesn't even ask about his uncle."
"So it was because the two of them had dermatitis that they made a deal!"
"I didn't believe it when people online said that Su Wei was Nan Tong, but now it seems that the rumors are true."
"Shouldn't a truly responsible mentor take care of every contestant?"
"Besides, if Su Wei didn't want to take care of his uncle, why did he go to all the trouble of poaching him from The Rap of China in the first place?"
A wave of negative reviews came in.
This prompted viewers in Su Yu's own Douyin live stream to tag him.
One comment read: "Su Laoliu deserves a bad review, I'm not watching!"
They said they wouldn't let me see it.
But what followed were copied negative reviews.
However, in just over a month, Su Yu had become accustomed to such despicable smear tactics in the entertainment industry and no longer cared.
However, this did remind Su Yu.
I checked my uncle's current ranking and found...
It does seem rather pessimistic.
It's only one kumba away from elimination, and one kumba is known to be 2.5 centimeters long.
Su Yu returned to his live stream.
But what I was really thinking about was whether I could refresh the page to see if a special mission would appear.
After all, he gained two points of luck in the last special mission.
That's quite an improvement.
the other side.
A rising star.
The show scene.
After hearing Fa Lao's affirmative answer and Yang Mixue's incredibly genuine reaction, He Jiong...
I forced myself not to laugh.
never mind!
I can’t bear it anymore.
"Pfft, hahaha, Faro, you better watch out."
Upon hearing He Jiong's reminder, Fa Lao looked completely bewildered.
"What are you being careful about? The votes? The voting hasn't even started yet!"
Fala's three bewildered questions made Yang Mixue feel like her pink punches were hitting cotton, leaving her feeling utterly powerless!
"Ahem, of course it's not the votes. What you should be careful about is that you seem to have angered another judge in the audience."
"However, that's normal, after all."
"When rivals meet, their eyes are filled with intense hatred!"
Seeing that the comments in the live stream were very interesting, He Jiong decided to let loose as well.
Fa Lao was taken aback.
Then, with a sincere expression, he said:
"Teacher He, actually, my feelings for Teacher Su are very complicated, I feel..."
Faro frowned and thought seriously.
He Jiong turned his head in horror and looked at Falao.
After recovering from the shock, he quickly stopped himself: "Shut up, or the show won't be able to air."
Inside the control room.
Long Danny patted his chest.
"I was so scared, so scared!"
At this moment, He Jiong also took the microphone and began to take charge of the situation.
"Teacher He, I haven't finished speaking yet."
Fa Lao suddenly thought of a word to describe his feelings for Su Yu.
That is an emotion that transcends gender, life and death, and the definitions of ordinary people.
That's right!
That's a true friend!
A true friend who would go to great lengths for you, even sacrificing their clothes for you.
however.
He Jiong didn't give Fa Lao a chance to speak at all.
He walked to the front with the microphone and said, "Ladies and gentlemen, let's begin voting."
Press 1 to support, press 0 to not support.
As He Jiong finished speaking.
The screen on the big screen started flickering.
The contestants' preparation area.
"I go!"
"How come the number of votes for Famous is so terrifying?"
"Only a third of the voting time has passed, and there are already more than 80 votes. When the voting time ends, won't we be considered fools?"
"Waaaaah, I've never felt that being 250 is such a compliment as I do today."
"I want to be a fool too."
rub rub!
The number of votes surged dramatically.
Having learned from his previous experience with impromptu interviews, He Jiong this time focused on the audience members holding up signs indicating that Liu Yi and Lao Jiu were both on Su Yu's Golden Finger track.
"Dear viewers, hurry up! If you haven't had a chance to support Fala yet, press the support button now. The countdown is starting now."
After the countdown ended, He Jiong glanced at the big screen.
Surprisingly, Faro received 264 votes.
It has surpassed Mao Mao and is currently in first place!
"Congratulations to Faro for reaching number one!"
Mao Mao, who was sitting on the first-place throne, stood up and sincerely congratulated and applauded.
Fa Lao kept looking back as he took a step forward.
He muttered to himself, "I haven't finished speaking yet."
He Jiong patiently stretched out his hand and pointed to the ranking steps.
"Hurry up and go up!"
"Teacher He, I really haven't finished speaking."
"Don't make me whip you!"
"okay!"
Faro ran up quickly with small, quick steps and hugged and high-fived Mao Mao.
The two switched seats.
He Jiong then took the microphone, walked to the edge of the stage, and asked the audience members he had selected in advance:
Why do you support FLA?
He Jiong asked with full confidence.
This time, there shouldn't be any bizarre reasons, right?
After all, the sign this person was holding was made from French-style meme-like emojis.
However, He Jiong clearly underestimated the extent of his fans' perversion.
"There's no reason, I just don't want Su Wei to be number 1!"
"That's right, we support the French national team!"
He Jiong: "..."
(?6?1?0?7へ?6?1?0?7╬)！
This show simply can't continue airing.
"Alright, let's welcome the next contestant to the stage."
He Jiong gave the camera a wink.
The director immediately understood and turned up the sound volume while simultaneously turning off the microphones on the side of the stage facing the audience.
the other side.
Su Yu looked disappointed.
Why can't I get the special missions to appear?
After the French team finished their performance, three or four more contestants came up.
Including performance and interaction time.
It's been half an hour.
The system didn't even utter a sound.
Just as Su Yu was preparing to continue to slack off...
He Jiong's voice came through the giant screen speakers in the presidential suite.
"Next up is Yao Kun. Uncle, get ready."
next second.
After hearing He Jiong call out his uncle's name.
The system's voice immediately appeared in Su Yu's mind.
"Ding-dong! Congratulations, dear host, your luck is off the charts! You've discovered a special mission—'I'm numb with hardness,' no, I mean, 'I'm numb with victory'! Accept?"