Under such circumstances.
Jun Mo's words.
It was as if two drops of water had been dropped into a boiling pot of oil.
One could imagine that the entire Internet-
It instantly boiled!
"Damn it! Jun Mo was so domineering! Haha! I've read it!"
"Do you think these little black fans are prison dogs?”
" Jun Mo: No stage effects? Then I won't have to worry about it. Who doesn't know how to sing directly?”
"I'm f * cking convinced! Young Master is asking for tough steel!"
"That's obviously what I mean! The next episode is going to be interesting!"
"Haven't you heard? It seemed like the next episode of A Singer had invited a foreign contestant!”
"Brother, do you have insider information? Tell me!"
..................
The Internet was abuzz with discussions.
At this moment, the eighth episode of The Singer was about to start recording.
In front of the Shanghai Satellite TV building.
Jun Mo stood there as if he was waiting for someone.
Soon, a car drove in.
The car door opened.
The first thing that popped out was a big bald head.
Jun Mo's eyes lit up and he walked over quickly.
"Senior Brother Zhu, you're here!"
It was Jun Mo's senior brother, Zhu Tiancheng.
Because Jun Mo needed to play the pipa in this competition.
He also needed someone to help with the erhu accompaniment.
The first person he thought of was Senior Brother Zhu.
Although he was tall and sturdy, he was a good erhu player.
Even his master praised him and said,"Among these disciples, only Tiancheng has inherited my skills in playing the erhu!"”
After Zhu Tiancheng got out of the car, he glanced around.
Then he said to Jun Mo,"
"Xiao Mo, what's wrong with you! How many times have I told you! Don't call me Senior Brother Pig outside!"
Jun Mo couldn't help but laugh. He cupped his fists and said,"
"Alright, Senior Brother Cheng, Junior Brother will remember!”
Seeing Jun Mo's attitude, Zhu Tiancheng nodded with satisfaction.
"By the way, is there still some nonsense on the Internet recently? Do you need your seniors to help you scold him?”
Zhu Tiancheng's face was filled with anger.
He said.
"Aiya, Senior Brother, I'm already very happy that you're here to help me. The junior brothers on the Internet can solve it themselves. There's no need to trouble Senior Brothers.”
Jun Mo answered.
She didn't show any expression on the surface, but she felt warm inside.
They were all his family!
"Alright, if there's anything you can help me with, just say it. You've been so strong since you were young!”
"Alright, Senior Brother, don't say anymore. I'll bring you around Shanghai TV first. By the way, did you have any problems practicing the song I gave you?”
Jun Mo dragged Zhu Tiancheng inside and turned around to ask.
When Zhu Tiancheng heard this, he pretended to be unhappy.
"Xiao Mo, are you still worried about me? It's easy!"
As he spoke, he patted his chest hard.
Clang!
Just as the two of them were about to enter the building.
Cheers came from the side.
Jun Mo turned around.
A man with long hair was surrounded by a crowd.
It seemed like he was interviewing something.
It was so lively.
Jun Mo took a closer look.
It was Gao Xiaosong.
He was a senior producer in China and had been very active in the entertainment industry recently.
Jun Mo didn't like this guy's bullsh * t.
He didn't pay too much attention to it and turned around to walk into the Shanghai Satellite TV building.
..................
Jun Mo took Senior Brother Zhu to visit Hongtao.
After all, he was the executive director and knew his master.
Then, he looked at Liu Huan and Han Lei.
This was the first time the two of them had seen Zhu Tiancheng.
At first, she thought that Jun Mo had hired bodyguards.
He made a lot of jokes.
Zhu Tiancheng was not angry.
Although he was burly, he was meticulous.
He was the one who had a tiger in his heart and sniffed the rose.
Then, the contestants went to draw lots first.
Deciding the order of appearance.
Today, Jun Mo was lucky to be the last one to go on stage.
And Hua Chenxue was the sixth one to appear before him.
He saw the ball with the number '6' written on it.
Hua Chenxue sighed.
Her nervous expression eased.
He was too afraid of being ambushed again!
He was the second last to appear. If he was still ambushed, it would be obvious that he was targeted!
It shouldn't be like this!
Huahua comforted herself.
..................
At the scene.
The audience entered the venue one after another.
Among them, two slender figures were the most eye-catching.
Coincidentally, both of them were wearing hats, masks, and sunglasses.
It was tightly packed!
What was even more coincidental was that the two of them were sitting together.
After sitting down.
The two of them turned and looked at each other.
He immediately recognized the other party.
She exclaimed softly.
"Liu Menghuai?"
"Yang Mi 'er?"
The two of them had asked Director Hongtao for tickets.
They all hoped to be in a corner and not be discovered.
Hongtao simply placed the two of them together.
They sat in the corner and saw that no one was paying attention to them, so they simply took off their masks.
After a brief moment of surprise, the two of them quickly sorted out their emotions.
They simply shook hands.
He greeted her.
Liu Menghuai was still as cold as ice.
It seemed that she only showed her passion in front of her family and Jun Mo.
On the other hand, Yang Mi 'er was full of smiles, like the reincarnation of a little fox.
"Why does Meng Huai have the time to come here? Are you here to see Little Sir?"
Yang Mi 'er's smile did not fade as she asked softly.
"Yes, why? You too?"
Liu Menghuai nodded his head casually, looking a little cold.
She had come today to secretly supervise Jun Mo and see if he would do something bad.
Liu Menghuai probably didn't even know what name he was using.
However, she did not expect to meet him.
" Is Yang Mi 'er coming every time, or just today? Are they related?
At this moment, the young miss's mind was filled with crazy thoughts. Surge wildly.
It was like a brainstorm.
Moreover, Liu Menghuai was very unhappy when he heard this vixen call Jun Mo 'Little Mister!'
"Hehe, what else? I come to see Little Sir every time ~"
Yang Mi 'er said.
Of course, she could tell that this young lady was also interested in Jun Mo.
However, Yang Mi 'er was not afraid of fair competition!
'Just because you signed Jun Mo doesn't mean you won!'
Originally, Yang Mi 'er wanted to wait for a while before filming.
She would find a suitable reason to build a relationship with Jun Mo.
Now, it seemed that he could not wait any longer!
The enemy was coming at them menacingly!
He heard Yang Mi 'er say that she would come to every game.
The young miss couldn't help but grit her teeth!
"This sly fox!"
"Why do you always pay attention to our Jun Mo? He is an employee of Tiger Music!
Besides, your Jia Xing company isn't in the music industry!”
Eldest Miss looked at Yang Mi 'er coldly, her eyes filled with electricity.
"Didn't you guys only sign for a year? I still have a chance! Besides, our TV series also needs a theme song ~
Hehe, I'm very satisfied with the two songs that little mister wrote for me previously."
Yang Mi 'er covered her mouth as she laughed. Gentle knife, knife piercing heart!
Upon hearing this, Liu Menghuai clenched his fists, and his aura became even colder.
He was like a tiger protecting its territory, its fur almost standing up!
" It seems like the one to worry about isn't Reba, but this vixen!'
Liu Menghuai said coldly,
"Don't worry about signing the contract. Jun Mo is very happy with me and has already discussed the contract extension plan.
As for the theme song? He still has to focus on the game. You'd better not disturb him.”
Yang Mi 'er did not care.
"Menghuai, you don't have the final say in this matter. I still…"
Just as the two of them were about to continue their verbal battle and probe each other.
The match had finally begun.
The two of them temporarily gave up.
However…
Whether it was the cold-faced Liu Menghuai or the smiling Yang Mi 'er-
They were all in a bad mood!
As for why?
Was there still a need to say?
..................
Under the illumination of several lights.
Mr. He walked to the stage.
"Cuckoo! The show is starting!"
"I stole the tickets from my friend today! Haha!"
"F * ck! Bro! Aren't you afraid that when you go back, people will cut you?”
"You're really brave! But who could reject this performance of A Singer?”
"I'm looking forward to what Little Sir will sing!”
"Did you see Jun Mo's response?”
"I've seen it! That 'read' made my blood boil!”
In a lounge backstage.
The muscular and stocky Korean Masked King was also being interviewed.
"Mr. Zheng, this is a question that every raider needs to answer. Do you have a target for a surprise attack today?”
After the staff member asked the question.
Zheng Chunyuan's assistant translated it into Korean and told him.
This Korean player also became the only contestant on The Singer to have an assistant this season.
Zheng Chunyuan pushed his eyes and blinked,"
"Before I came here, I noticed a contestant called Huahua. China's Masked King seems to like to ambush him!
It should be because this player is very powerful! So I'll surprise him too!"
Zheng Chun Yuan had done his homework before coming.
Especially when his manager told him that three people had advanced by surprise attacking Huahua.
That meant that the success rate of a surprise attack on him was high!
Even if Zheng Chun Yuan's singing skills were superb, he was still in China and was unfamiliar with the place.
He still had to be steady!
The assistant sitting next to the Korean Masked King felt very uncomfortable when he heard this.
He almost laughed out loud.
The staff member who was in charge of asking questions was very puzzled when he saw this scene.
What was so funny about this question?
Until the assistant translated Zheng Chunyuan's words to him.
Puff!
Flowey was too pitiful!
..................
Xia Hu was in charge of the opening ceremony today.
As usual, he brought along a lyrical song.
Everyone's taste had been raised by Jun Mo and the big shots of the national team.
However, he was still tolerant of these young singers.
After all, although this song was not very shocking. It was gorgeous, but at least it wasn't that ear-piercing!
Eh?
As if he was pointing at mulberry and scolding locust?
ahem
The second and third players, Zhang Jie and Yuan Yawei, also had average performances.
Next, Liu Huan and Han Lei, the two national team players, brought two magnificent songs.
He successfully pushed the atmosphere of the scene into the high court!
It made people shout loudly. Addiction!
Listening to the national team sing was so comfortable!
Moreover, the two of them had chosen works that everyone was familiar with.
The venue had even become a concert venue!
Everyone was extremely excited.
Only Hua Chenxue, who was in the lounge, was a little restless.
He had already gone to the toilet several times!
His heavily made-up head was filled with doubts.
Heavy makeup? Head?
That's right, this big brother's hair was permed into fine hair today. He looked like a young man.
However, he was not smart at all now. God!
"What happened? Why wasn't that surprise attacker on stage yet?”
"Didn't they say that he's a foreign Masked King? Why didn't he learn from Liu Huan and the others to ambush the first player?”
"Who is he waiting for? Could it be?"
"No, no, no! Definitely not me! They must be preparing to ambush Jun Mo! That must be it!"
"Let Jun Mo lose once! As expected of a foreign Masked King! Domineering!"
Hua Chenxue was already in a rambling mode in the lounge.
What was Hua Chenxue's first step on the stage?
Forget it! It was not important!
However, the staff beside him hesitated when they saw his ghastly appearance.
Should he call an ambulance?
Don't get into trouble!
Finally, the people around them heaved a sigh of relief.
Because it was Hua Chenxue's turn.
This time, Huahua did not show off on stage.
He started singing.
This made the audience a little uncomfortable.
"Why does Hua Chenxue look so weak today?”
"Bad review! I still want to see him jump to the 'great god'!”
"What happened? Why aren't you on stimulants anymore!"
"Is Huahua going to change her singing style?”
"Don't! Huahua, you have to hold on! Didn't you realize that the entertainment industry is lacking a type like you?”
"Uh, haven't you noticed that the surprise attacker hasn't gone on stage yet?”
"What? Puff! I'm dying of laughter! No way, could it be that this person was also going to ambush Huahua today?”
"Then he's too miserable! I'm willing to call him the most miserable person in China!"
"Maybe the Korean Masked King is preparing to launch a surprise attack on Little Mister!”
In the end, this person only said it for fun. After all, the Koreans were not stupid.
If the surprise attack failed, how embarrassing would that be?
As expected, after Hua Chenxue finished.
The red light on the stage flashed.
Huahua raised her head in confusion and looked at the flashing red light.
Fate!
Are you so unfair?
Puff!
Please forgive me!
Some of the audience laughed unkindly.
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