Chapter 30
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The light dimmed and the girl stepped onto the stage.
In the dark corner of the front row, Lu Zhi raised his eyes. The light was very weak, his cold face was a bit tired, and his eyes were still when he saw her.
She's the one he wants to go back a thousand times.
Under the black navel, the waist is slim and can be grasped only by hand, and the white is weak.
When the light was shining on her, the sequins at the bottom reflected the colorful dark awn, shining.
He heard her sweet voice: "my name is Ning Zhen."
Lu Zhi bends his lips.
The music starts.
It's jazz. Her temperament has changed almost in an instant.
Happy and warm dance steps, slender legs looming.
He seemed to see the night before Ning Zhen.
Once on the stage, she will become a queen from a little princess.
The body is delicate and soft.
At the moment when the music was high, her movements suddenly became sexy, her skirt whirled, her straight and slender legs showed, and her white and tender thighs showed most of them.
It's too beautiful, too seductive.
Lu Zhi hears several whistles behind him, and his eyebrows are getting colder.
Her skirt Maybe it's not a skirt.
His eyes were colder and his fingers were overlapping, waiting for her to finish.
The person beside can't see, but the Ning Zhen action on the stage is restrained, dare not range too big, she is almost endure, dance this dance.
At the end of the music, there was a burst of applause.
She was relieved to finish.
Ning Zhen bows to the judges and walks off the stage from the other side.
Lu Zhi gets up and goes back to the platform.
He paused and went upstairs to the office.
The temporary director of the competition is Wu Sheng, a young man in his twenties. He crossed his legs and watched the front desk monitor with great interest.
When Lu Zhi came in, Wu Sheng said, "my eyes are not dazzled, Master Lu?"
At the birthday party of the Jin family, he met Lu Zhi once.
A teenager has a cool temperament. People at the party are talking and laughing. He has a cigarette between his fingertips and looks at people with a faint irony.
OK, the only successor of the Lu family. It's nothing to drag.
The key point is that Mr. Lu doesn't behave well.
In other people's territory, he even made the little granddaughter of the Jin family angry and cry.
He is a good-looking girl, Miss spring, to talk to him, Lu Zhi is sneering: "lack of men, lack of crazy?"
Wu Sheng was beside him at that time, and he was stunned.
One or two years later, I heard that the little overlord was taken to a city. I didn't expect to see him here now.
Wu Sheng was really surprised.
Then I heard Master Lu say, "I'll see if the surveillance is out."
It's rare that this one is so impolite
Well, he can't provoke people. Just look.
Lu Zhi looked at the monitoring of the waiting room, bent his lips, and couldn't smile: "Hey, this kind of person can't make it to the final, can't he?"
Wu Sheng was stunned for a moment, looked at Zhao Mengying on the monitor, and couldn't understand Lu Zhi's meaning: "the judges scored..."
"Well, score well." Lu Zhi interrupted him with a smile, "be fair."
“……” Wu Sheng clearly recognized the threat in his words.
Lu Zhi then looked down. After watching Jiang Zhe cut the screen curtain, he gave a cold smile: "people who destroy public property, you can bear it. It's very generous, or I'll smash it here. Would you stand by and clap for me?"
Wu Sheng's eyes were subtle, and he didn't know what kind of madness this little bully had.
He coughed softly: "this, we will ask this classmate to compensate."
"No, I'll pay for it."
"What?"
Lu Zhiman said: "I said, I'll pay for it."
Wu Sheng thinks that before the little overlord was driven out of the house because of his brain disease
Want to return to think, but to land holding dark cold eyes, he felt that he had better not say it.
The semi-final results will be announced at 8 p.m.
Ning Zhen already put on his clothes, all the players left the waiting room, concentrated under the stage and so on, she saw Zhao Mengying at a glance.
Zhao Mengying is in high spirits and in a good mood. When talking to another girl, her voice was not small. She could hear the words "score, promotion".
Ning Zhen detests such person, saw one eye don't want to see again.
To be fair, Ning Zhen felt that he did not play well in the semi-final.
A lot of dance movements have been changed temporarily. Although the connection is smooth, the tension is also doubled.
She looked around and saw Jiang Zhe on the far right.She should thank him. Want to think, Ning Zhen plans to announce the result later to give him a thank you, by the way he went to the curtain of the money to compensate.
She should be able to afford it, right?
Rather Zhen distressed ground sighs a tone, heart liver son disorderly quiver.
Most of the people present were very nervous because there were only ten people in the promotion.
Zhao Mengying is relatively relaxed and comfortable.
Ning Zhen herself is not sure whether she can be promoted, but before she came, she didn't think that she had to win a prize. What she should fight for is worth her.
It was the hostess who presided over the competition today that announced the result of the competition. After the scene was over, she began to read the list: "the following ten contestants, Du Xian and WAN Fanzhi, have entered the final this time Ning Zhen Jiang Zhe
According to the order of the competition to announce the list, Ning Zhen a Leng, light joy rush to heart, she can participate in the final.
She already knew that the boy who helped her was Jiang Zhe, and he was promoted.
Zhao Mengying suddenly stood up from the seat, her white face, voice a little out of control: "impossible, are you wrong?"
She was so rude that the staff came quickly and frowned: "little classmate, the judges scored fairly, not to mention the average score after removing the highest and lowest scores. If you have any objection, you can go to the backstage to complain later."
"But my aunt said clearly that my total score ranked eighth. You must have made a mistake about why I didn't have my name. I want to see the score! "
Zhao Mengying makes such a scene, everyone whispers.
Oh, it's related to the user. It turns out that there is the operation of looking at the score in advance.
The fairness of the competition was questioned, and the staff were impolite: "little classmate, I don't know who your aunt is?"
Zhao Mengying also recovered, she naturally will not say again, only repeatedly insisted: "I want to see the score."
In the office, Lu Zhi's mouth filled with a smile, he looked at the screen: "show her, let her open her eyes."
Wu Sheng's mouth flicked. He felt that he had gone through a lot of vicissitudes. He didn't know much about these young routines.
Zhao Mengying's aunt, one of the directors, has a good relationship with two of the judges, so Zhao Mengying's score has a certain degree of moisture. It's really hard to say whether we could have been promoted or not.
Lu Zhi is also cruel. He said that there is something in the world called Qingling
I don't know if Zhao Mengying will faint when she sees her zero club.
In a word, it's out of the finals.
Wu Sheng tut looked at Lu Zhi. He leaned lazily on the sofa and looked at the big screen. He was very attentive.
Wu Sheng followed his eyes and saw a group of green young girls on the screen. He didn't know who he was looking at.
Now Wu Sheng needs to worry about that because Zhao Mengying has removed two judges, where can he find two professional judges to make up for them?
Fortunately, the little overlord didn't propose to be a judge, and somehow got involved in the dance competition. He didn't know who he was for.
After Zhao Mengying and the staff left, there was a lot of commotion at the scene. Some people protested that the score was unfair.
We have never doubted the fairness of the game. After all, it's a national game. However, Zhao Mengying learned the score before the results were made public. Bad guesses are like snowballing, which makes people panic.
Some people even think that the scores of the ten promoted people are adulterated.
Wu Sheng looked at the surveillance and sighed. Now his heart is blocked. He is the person in charge this year. In case of an accident, he has to bear the responsibility.
Even he thinks that Zhao Mengying is very clear.
This is a player who has been promoted. The score is not half adulterated. It's all based on his real ability.
But it can't resist people's malicious speculation.
Wu Sheng turned his eyes and looked at the leisurely Lu Zhi.
Since there are people he cares about, he must be willing to mind his own business. Wu Sheng was very modest when he was so young. He asked Lu Zhi, "Young Master Lu, do you have a solution?"
The boy turned his head and looked at him with a smile.
Wu Sheng shrugged: "I can't help it. I can't let people say that we are unfair, or we will have to compete again."
Lu zhileng lowered his eyebrows.
"Is there a radio on the other side of the stage?"
Wu Sheng nodded.
"Turn on the radio and give me the microphone."
Wu Sheng frowned and was a little worried when he looked like this: "don't mess with me." Wu Sheng was really afraid that the little overlord would "die if he didn't agree".
However, when Wu Sheng was in city B, he also heard Lu Zhiduo's ideas and decided to trust him.
Pass me the microphone.
Lu Zhi frowned, approached the microphone and lowered his voice.
The noisy hall, suddenly came a low voice, the crowd was quiet for a moment.
Ning Zhen eyelashes quiver, always feel this voice has a bit familiar, she raises a head.
That voice is very calm, even with a bit of carelessness: "don't believe the score, ten people, randomly choose a PK, the judges score in public. If PK wins, you'll be promoted with a bonus. I lost... "He gave a pause and a low smile. All people's hearts are hanging by this sentence, what will happen if they lose?
"If you lose, you go back to your hometown and compensate for the" troublemaking expenses "that delay the judges' time. If anyone wants to try, just raise your hand. "
Wu Sheng was startled by the sentence "go back home" Master Lu of wocao dares to say anything. Does the sponsor want an image?
Miraculously, no one raised their hands and they all calmed down.
Although it's noisy, everyone knows that these ten people are really good at dancing. In case they don't win
The man's voice on the radio was filled with a smile: "hmm? No one, no one, just be nice and don't talk about it. "
Ning Zhen heart liver son starts to tremble again, this tone No, it's not what she thought, is it?
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The light dimmed and the girl stepped onto the stage.
In the dark corner of the front row, Lu Zhi raised his eyes. The light was very weak, his cold face was a bit tired, and his eyes were still when he saw her.
She's the one he wants to go back a thousand times.
Under the black navel, the waist is slim and can be grasped only by hand, and the white is weak.
When the light was shining on her, the sequins at the bottom reflected the colorful dark awn, shining.
He heard her sweet voice: "my name is Ning Zhen."
Lu Zhi bends his lips.
The music starts.
It's jazz. Her temperament has changed almost in an instant.
Happy and warm dance steps, slender legs looming.
He seemed to see the night before Ning Zhen.
Once on the stage, she will become a queen from a little princess.
The body is delicate and soft.
At the moment when the music was high, her movements suddenly became sexy, her skirt whirled, her straight and slender legs showed, and her white and tender thighs showed most of them.
It's too beautiful, too seductive.
Lu Zhi hears several whistles behind him, and his eyebrows are getting colder.
Her skirt Maybe it's not a skirt.
His eyes were colder and his fingers were overlapping, waiting for her to finish.
The person beside can't see, but the Ning Zhen action on the stage is restrained, dare not range too big, she is almost endure, dance this dance.
At the end of the music, there was a burst of applause.
She was relieved to finish.
Ning Zhen bows to the judges and walks off the stage from the other side.
Lu Zhi gets up and goes back to the platform.
He paused and went upstairs to the office.
The temporary director of the competition is Wu Sheng, a young man in his twenties. He crossed his legs and watched the front desk monitor with great interest.
When Lu Zhi came in, Wu Sheng said, "my eyes are not dazzled, Master Lu?"
At the birthday party of the Jin family, he met Lu Zhi once.
A teenager has a cool temperament. People at the party are talking and laughing. He has a cigarette between his fingertips and looks at people with a faint irony.
OK, the only successor of the Lu family. It's nothing to drag.
The key point is that Mr. Lu doesn't behave well.
In other people's territory, he even made the little granddaughter of the Jin family angry and cry.
He is a good-looking girl, Miss spring, to talk to him, Lu Zhi is sneering: "lack of men, lack of crazy?"
Wu Sheng was beside him at that time, and he was stunned.
One or two years later, I heard that the little overlord was taken to a city. I didn't expect to see him here now.
Wu Sheng was really surprised.
Then I heard Master Lu say, "I'll see if the surveillance is out."
It's rare that this one is so impolite
Well, he can't provoke people. Just look.
Lu Zhi looked at the monitoring of the waiting room, bent his lips, and couldn't smile: "Hey, this kind of person can't make it to the final, can't he?"
Wu Sheng was stunned for a moment, looked at Zhao Mengying on the monitor, and couldn't understand Lu Zhi's meaning: "the judges scored..."
"Well, score well." Lu Zhi interrupted him with a smile, "be fair."
“……” Wu Sheng clearly recognized the threat in his words.
Lu Zhi then looked down. After watching Jiang Zhe cut the screen curtain, he gave a cold smile: "people who destroy public property, you can bear it. It's very generous, or I'll smash it here. Would you stand by and clap for me?"
Wu Sheng's eyes were subtle, and he didn't know what kind of madness this little bully had.
He coughed softly: "this, we will ask this classmate to compensate."
"No, I'll pay for it."
"What?"
Lu Zhiman said: "I said, I'll pay for it."
Wu Sheng thinks that before the little overlord was driven out of the house because of his brain disease
Want to return to think, but to land holding dark cold eyes, he felt that he had better not say it.
The semi-final results will be announced at 8 p.m.
Ning Zhen already put on his clothes, all the players left the waiting room, concentrated under the stage and so on, she saw Zhao Mengying at a glance.
Zhao Mengying is in high spirits and in a good mood. When talking to another girl, her voice was not small. She could hear the words "score, promotion".
Ning Zhen detests such person, saw one eye don't want to see again.
To be fair, Ning Zhen felt that he did not play well in the semi-final.
A lot of dance movements have been changed temporarily. Although the connection is smooth, the tension is also doubled.
She looked around and saw Jiang Zhe on the far right.She should thank him. Want to think, Ning Zhen plans to announce the result later to give him a thank you, by the way he went to the curtain of the money to compensate.
She should be able to afford it, right?
Rather Zhen distressed ground sighs a tone, heart liver son disorderly quiver.
Most of the people present were very nervous because there were only ten people in the promotion.
Zhao Mengying is relatively relaxed and comfortable.
Ning Zhen herself is not sure whether she can be promoted, but before she came, she didn't think that she had to win a prize. What she should fight for is worth her.
It was the hostess who presided over the competition today that announced the result of the competition. After the scene was over, she began to read the list: "the following ten contestants, Du Xian and WAN Fanzhi, have entered the final this time Ning Zhen Jiang Zhe
According to the order of the competition to announce the list, Ning Zhen a Leng, light joy rush to heart, she can participate in the final.
She already knew that the boy who helped her was Jiang Zhe, and he was promoted.
Zhao Mengying suddenly stood up from the seat, her white face, voice a little out of control: "impossible, are you wrong?"
She was so rude that the staff came quickly and frowned: "little classmate, the judges scored fairly, not to mention the average score after removing the highest and lowest scores. If you have any objection, you can go to the backstage to complain later."
"But my aunt said clearly that my total score ranked eighth. You must have made a mistake about why I didn't have my name. I want to see the score! "
Zhao Mengying makes such a scene, everyone whispers.
Oh, it's related to the user. It turns out that there is the operation of looking at the score in advance.
The fairness of the competition was questioned, and the staff were impolite: "little classmate, I don't know who your aunt is?"
Zhao Mengying also recovered, she naturally will not say again, only repeatedly insisted: "I want to see the score."
In the office, Lu Zhi's mouth filled with a smile, he looked at the screen: "show her, let her open her eyes."
Wu Sheng's mouth flicked. He felt that he had gone through a lot of vicissitudes. He didn't know much about these young routines.
Zhao Mengying's aunt, one of the directors, has a good relationship with two of the judges, so Zhao Mengying's score has a certain degree of moisture. It's really hard to say whether we could have been promoted or not.
Lu Zhi is also cruel. He said that there is something in the world called Qingling
I don't know if Zhao Mengying will faint when she sees her zero club.
In a word, it's out of the finals.
Wu Sheng tut looked at Lu Zhi. He leaned lazily on the sofa and looked at the big screen. He was very attentive.
Wu Sheng followed his eyes and saw a group of green young girls on the screen. He didn't know who he was looking at.
Now Wu Sheng needs to worry about that because Zhao Mengying has removed two judges, where can he find two professional judges to make up for them?
Fortunately, the little overlord didn't propose to be a judge, and somehow got involved in the dance competition. He didn't know who he was for.
After Zhao Mengying and the staff left, there was a lot of commotion at the scene. Some people protested that the score was unfair.
We have never doubted the fairness of the game. After all, it's a national game. However, Zhao Mengying learned the score before the results were made public. Bad guesses are like snowballing, which makes people panic.
Some people even think that the scores of the ten promoted people are adulterated.
Wu Sheng looked at the surveillance and sighed. Now his heart is blocked. He is the person in charge this year. In case of an accident, he has to bear the responsibility.
Even he thinks that Zhao Mengying is very clear.
This is a player who has been promoted. The score is not half adulterated. It's all based on his real ability.
But it can't resist people's malicious speculation.
Wu Sheng turned his eyes and looked at the leisurely Lu Zhi.
Since there are people he cares about, he must be willing to mind his own business. Wu Sheng was very modest when he was so young. He asked Lu Zhi, "Young Master Lu, do you have a solution?"
The boy turned his head and looked at him with a smile.
Wu Sheng shrugged: "I can't help it. I can't let people say that we are unfair, or we will have to compete again."
Lu zhileng lowered his eyebrows.
"Is there a radio on the other side of the stage?"
Wu Sheng nodded.
"Turn on the radio and give me the microphone."
Wu Sheng frowned and was a little worried when he looked like this: "don't mess with me." Wu Sheng was really afraid that the little overlord would "die if he didn't agree".
However, when Wu Sheng was in city B, he also heard Lu Zhiduo's ideas and decided to trust him.
Pass me the microphone.
Lu Zhi frowned, approached the microphone and lowered his voice.
The noisy hall, suddenly came a low voice, the crowd was quiet for a moment.
Ning Zhen eyelashes quiver, always feel this voice has a bit familiar, she raises a head.
That voice is very calm, even with a bit of carelessness: "don't believe the score, ten people, randomly choose a PK, the judges score in public. If PK wins, you'll be promoted with a bonus. I lost... "He gave a pause and a low smile. All people's hearts are hanging by this sentence, what will happen if they lose?
"If you lose, you go back to your hometown and compensate for the" troublemaking expenses "that delay the judges' time. If anyone wants to try, just raise your hand. "
Wu Sheng was startled by the sentence "go back home" Master Lu of wocao dares to say anything. Does the sponsor want an image?
Miraculously, no one raised their hands and they all calmed down.
Although it's noisy, everyone knows that these ten people are really good at dancing. In case they don't win
The man's voice on the radio was filled with a smile: "hmm? No one, no one, just be nice and don't talk about it. "
Ning Zhen heart liver son starts to tremble again, this tone No, it's not what she thought, is it?
The light dimmed and the girl stepped onto the stage. In the dark corner of the front row, Lu Zhi raised his eyes. The light was very weak, his cold face was a bit tired, and his eyes were still when he saw her. She's the one he wants to go back a thousand times. Under the black navel, the waist is slim and can be grasped only by hand, and the white is weak. When the light was shining on her, the sequins at the bottom reflected the colorful dark awn, shining. He heard her sweet voice: "my name is Ning Zhen." Lu Zhi bends his lips. The music starts. It's jazz. Her temperament has changed almost in an instant. Happy and warm dance steps, slender legs looming. He seemed to see the night before Ning Zhen. Once on the stage, she will become a queen from a little princess. The body is delicate and soft. At the moment when the music was high, her movements suddenly became sexy, her skirt whirled, her straight and slender legs showed, and her white and tender thighs showed most of them. It's too beautiful, too seductive. Lu Zhi hears several whistles behind him, and his eyebrows are getting colder. Her skirt Maybe it's not a skirt. His eyes were colder and his fingers were overlapping, waiting for her to finish. The person beside can't see, but the Ning Zhen action on the stage is restrained, dare not range too big, she is almost endure, dance this dance. At the end of the music, there was a burst of applause. She was relieved to finish. Ning Zhen bows to the judges and walks off the stage from the other side. Lu Zhi gets up and goes back to the platform. He paused and went upstairs to the office. The temporary director of the competition is Wu Sheng, a young man in his twenties. He crossed his legs and watched the front desk monitor with great interest. When Lu Zhi came in, Wu Sheng said, "my eyes are not dazzled, Master Lu?" At the birthday party of the Jin family, he met Lu Zhi once. A teenager has a cool temperament. People at the party are talking and laughing. He has a cigarette between his fingertips and looks at people with a faint irony. OK, the only successor of the Lu family. It's nothing to drag. The key point is that Mr. Lu doesn't behave well. In other people's territory, he even made the little granddaughter of the Jin family angry and cry. He is a good-looking girl, Miss spring, to talk to him, Lu Zhi is sneering: "lack of men, lack of crazy?" Wu Sheng was beside him at that time, and he was stunned. One or two years later, I heard that the little overlord was taken to a city. I didn't expect to see him here now. Wu Sheng was really surprised. Then I heard Master Lu say, "I'll see if the surveillance is out." It's rare that this one is so impolite Well, he can't provoke people. Just look. Lu Zhi looked at the monitoring of the waiting room, bent his lips, and couldn't smile: "Hey, this kind of person can't make it to the final, can't he?" Wu Sheng was stunned for a moment, looked at Zhao Mengying on the monitor, and couldn't understand Lu Zhi's meaning: "the judges scored..." "Well, score well." Lu Zhi interrupted him with a smile, "be fair." Wu Sheng clearly recognized the threat in his words. Lu Zhi then looked down. After watching Jiang Zhe cut the screen curtain, he gave a cold smile: "people who destroy public property, you can bear it. It's very generous, or I'll smash it here. Would you stand by and clap for me?" Wu Sheng's eyes were subtle, and he didn't know what kind of madness this little bully had. He coughed softly: "this, we will ask this classmate to compensate." "No, I'll pay for it." "What?" Lu Zhiman said: "I said, I'll pay for it." Wu Sheng thinks that before the little overlord was driven out of the house because of his brain disease Want to return to think, but to land holding dark cold eyes, he felt that he had better not say it. The semi-final results will be announced at 8 p.m. Ning Zhen already put on his clothes, all the players left the waiting room, concentrated under the stage and so on, she saw Zhao Mengying at a glance. Zhao Mengying is in high spirits and in a good mood. When talking to another girl, her voice was not small. She could hear the words "score, promotion". Ning Zhen detests such person, saw one eye don't want to see again. To be fair, Ning Zhen felt that he did not play well in the semi-final. A lot of dance movements have been changed temporarily. Although the connection is smooth, the tension is also doubled. She looked around and saw Jiang Zhe on the far right.She should thank him. Want to think, Ning Zhen plans to announce the result later to give him a thank you, by the way he went to the curtain of the money to compensate. She should be able to afford it, right? Rather Zhen distressed ground sighs a tone, heart liver son disorderly quiver. Most of the people present were very nervous because there were only ten people in the promotion. Zhao Mengying is relatively relaxed and comfortable. Ning Zhen herself is not sure whether she can be promoted, but before she came, she didn't think that she had to win a prize. What she should fight for is worth her. It was the hostess who presided over the competition today that announced the result of the competition. After the scene was over, she began to read the list: "the following ten contestants, Du Xian and WAN Fanzhi, have entered the final this time Ning Zhen Jiang Zhe According to the order of the competition to announce the list, Ning Zhen a Leng, light joy rush to heart, she can participate in the final. She already knew that the boy who helped her was Jiang Zhe, and he was promoted. Zhao Mengying suddenly stood up from the seat, her white face, voice a little out of control: "impossible, are you wrong?" She was so rude that the staff came quickly and frowned: "little classmate, the judges scored fairly, not to mention the average score after removing the highest and lowest scores. If you have any objection, you can go to the backstage to complain later." "But my aunt said clearly that my total score ranked eighth. You must have made a mistake about why I didn't have my name. I want to see the score! " Zhao Mengying makes such a scene, everyone whispers. Oh, it's related to the user. It turns out that there is the operation of looking at the score in advance. The fairness of the competition was questioned, and the staff were impolite: "little classmate, I don't know who your aunt is?" Zhao Mengying also recovered, she naturally will not say again, only repeatedly insisted: "I want to see the score." In the office, Lu Zhi's mouth filled with a smile, he looked at the screen: "show her, let her open her eyes." Wu Sheng's mouth flicked. He felt that he had gone through a lot of vicissitudes. He didn't know much about these young routines. Zhao Mengying's aunt, one of the directors, has a good relationship with two of the judges, so Zhao Mengying's score has a certain degree of moisture. It's really hard to say whether we could have been promoted or not. Lu Zhi is also cruel. He said that there is something in the world called Qingling I don't know if Zhao Mengying will faint when she sees her zero club. In a word, it's out of the finals. Wu Sheng tut looked at Lu Zhi. He leaned lazily on the sofa and looked at the big screen. He was very attentive. Wu Sheng followed his eyes and saw a group of green young girls on the screen. He didn't know who he was looking at. Now Wu Sheng needs to worry about that because Zhao Mengying has removed two judges, where can he find two professional judges to make up for them? Fortunately, the little overlord didn't propose to be a judge, and somehow got involved in the dance competition. He didn't know who he was for. After Zhao Mengying and the staff left, there was a lot of commotion at the scene. Some people protested that the score was unfair. We have never doubted the fairness of the game. After all, it's a national game. However, Zhao Mengying learned the score before the results were made public. Bad guesses are like snowballing, which makes people panic. Some people even think that the scores of the ten promoted people are adulterated. Wu Sheng looked at the surveillance and sighed. Now his heart is blocked. He is the person in charge this year. In case of an accident, he has to bear the responsibility. Even he thinks that Zhao Mengying is very clear. This is a player who has been promoted. The score is not half adulterated. It's all based on his real ability. But it can't resist people's malicious speculation. Wu Sheng turned his eyes and looked at the leisurely Lu Zhi. Since there are people he cares about, he must be willing to mind his own business. Wu Sheng was very modest when he was so young. He asked Lu Zhi, "Young Master Lu, do you have a solution?" The boy turned his head and looked at him with a smile. Wu Sheng shrugged: "I can't help it. I can't let people say that we are unfair, or we will have to compete again." Lu zhileng lowered his eyebrows. "Is there a radio on the other side of the stage?" Wu Sheng nodded. "Turn on the radio and give me the microphone." Wu Sheng frowned and was a little worried when he looked like this: "don't mess with me." Wu Sheng was really afraid that the little overlord would "die if he didn't agree". However, when Wu Sheng was in city B, he also heard Lu Zhiduo's ideas and decided to trust him. Pass me the microphone. Lu Zhi frowned, approached the microphone and lowered his voice. The noisy hall, suddenly came a low voice, the crowd was quiet for a moment. Ning Zhen eyelashes quiver, always feel this voice has a bit familiar, she raises a head. That voice is very calm, even with a bit of carelessness: "don't believe the score, ten people, randomly choose a PK, the judges score in public. If PK wins, you'll be promoted with a bonus. I lost... "He gave a pause and a low smile. All people's hearts are hanging by this sentence, what will happen if they lose? "If you lose, you go back to your hometown and compensate for the" troublemaking expenses "that delay the judges' time. If anyone wants to try, just raise your hand. " Wu Sheng was startled by the sentence "go back home" Master Lu of wocao dares to say anything. Does the sponsor want an image? Miraculously, no one raised their hands and they all calmed down. Although it's noisy, everyone knows that these ten people are really good at dancing. In case they don't win The man's voice on the radio was filled with a smile: "hmm? No one, no one, just be nice and don't talk about it. " Ning Zhen heart liver son starts to tremble again, this tone No, it's not what she thought, is it?
