The most affectionate scumbag, a female star begging to get back together
13 Su Yan’s reverse selection was a gift!

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Mango TV's Voice of Tomorrow's director room.

Looking at the soaring figures backstage, Wu Mengru, who was known as the industry's number one variety show director, was almost going crazy with joy!

For so many years, many of Mango TV's top variety shows had come from her.

Where Are We Going, Dad?, Mushroom House, Happy Camp, Singer, and so on were all written by her!

For these variety shows that cost a lot of money and manpower to create, the cost of Voice of Tomorrow was not high.

After all, other than the four guests, this variety show did not need to invite some big shots in the industry.

In addition, it was only an interior live broadcast, so the cost was obviously much lower.

Therefore, Wu Mengru did not have much hope for this variety show.

She felt that it would be good enough if she could discover two or three newcomers and break through ten million online views.

However, she did not expect this at all.

After this contestant named Su Yan went on stage to perform, the number of online viewers began to soar!

Especially after Su Yan's song and the interaction between the guests on stage, the number of online viewers directly broke through ten million!

One had to know that the highest broadcast record of The Voice, the top variety show in Jiuzhou, had only reached 200 million in two days on all platforms.

It was only a matter of time before his show broke this record!!!

The one who caused this was naturally the contestant named Su Yan.

Handsome, good at singing, a topic to talk about…and this was a topic that even a director like her couldn't help but gossip about…

As a veteran variety show director, she knew that Su Yan's popularity was only the beginning!

In the next few days, the entire entertainment industry would probably be talking about him!

This was also the reason why she didn't stop the live broadcast when Yang Mi and Zhang Hanyun fell out with Hua Chenyu.

To be able to bring such a huge amount of traffic to his show!

Hua Chenyu was nothing!

This Su Yan, not only did he want to praise him, he wanted to praise him to the heavens!!!

………………

As expected of the director who was known as the ceiling of variety shows in the industry.

Wu Mengru was right.

At this moment, most of the people who flooded into the live broadcast room were here for Su Yan!

Some people were attracted by Su Yan's song," Rascal," but more people were attracted by Su Yan's " Interactions " with the two female guests…

"Damn, is this still a talent show? Yang Mi's question was indeed a little strange!”

"'Why aren't you married?'' Do you have a girlfriend?'This is obviously' If You Are the One', right?!”

"I'm definitely going to get this. Paparazzi, work hard. If you say that Su Yan, Yang Mi, and Zhang Hanyun don't know each other, I'll swallow my phone!”

"Old Xue is dumbfounded. This is more exciting than a melodramatic TV series!”

"Su Yan, well done. Good question!!!”

“………………”

………………

In the studio.

"As far as I know, Yang Mi and Teacher Zhang Hanyun aren't married, right? Why is this?"

After asking this question, Su Yan saw Yang Mi's playful and charming eyes and regretted it.

Was his brain fried?

Even if she was a female celebrity and his ex-girlfriend, she was still a woman!

To reason with a woman, wasn't that courting death?

Yang Mi smiled sweetly." Contestant Su Yan, what do you mean by not married? Are you saying that I'm old?”

Killing intent!

The more charming her smile was, the more murderous Su Yan felt.

This time, Su Yan tactfully chose to shut up.

As if satisfied with Su Yan's silence, Yang Mi continued," I'm not married because I don't trust men's mouths.

Who knows, one day, you might meet a scoundrel who cheated your feelings and left just like that.

There's no place to cry, right, Contestant Su Yan?”

As expected…

He knew that quarreling with a woman would not end well.

Su Yan could only nod his head and reply with silence.

What could he do about what he owed her back then?

Yang Mi's resentment wasn't small. After mocking herself, she called Zhang Hanyun who was beside her.

"Little sister Hanyun, what about you? Contestant Su Yan was also asking about you just now.”

When Zhang Hanyun heard this, she revealed an innocent smile that was purer than Te Lunsu's." I haven't met anyone suitable."

However, I definitely won't be looking for the 'scoundrel' in contestant Su Yan's song.

After all, that friend of mine…died a horrible death…"

Ask for trouble!

Su Yan really wanted to give himself a tight slap. It was all his fault for talking too much!

However, Su Yan was not without gains.

He was ridiculed by these two people.

The favorability of Yang Mi and Zhang Hanyun displayed in the system had changed!

Yang Mi, favorability-41,121.

Zhang Hanyun, favorability-6250.

Yang Mi's favorability increased by 20,000!

And Zhang Hanyun's growth was more than 10,000!

Although it was still a negative number, this increase gave Su Yan hope!

Unlocking new skills was just around the corner.

He had to quickly turn his favorability into a positive number!

" Well…I think we've understood contestant Su Yan enough…" Xue Zhiqian's voice interrupted Su Yan's thoughts.

This Old Xue was really a good person.

He had saved her again at this time!

Old Xue continued," Contestant Su Yan hasn't told us which side he will join.

I really admire contestant Su Yan, and I hope you can join my camp.

I think we can communicate more about music during the semi-finals!”

Hiss…

Su Yan felt a headache.

A new problem arose!

For the sake of the system's favorability, he definitely wouldn't choose to join Xue Zhiqian's team.

Then…

Yang Mi and Zhang Hanyun.

How should he choose?

He thought of the resentment of the two women on the stage just now.

This seemed to be a…gift…

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