One sentence.
Everyone was excited.
However, this was not happiness, but jealousy.
Lu Zimu taught everyone how to chat with the goddess.
Everyone felt that he was very experienced and that it made sense.
Just when everyone thought that they had found someone who understood them.
Only then did they realize that it was the goddess who took the initiative to chat with him, not him.
This was not a confidant at all, but an enemy on the opposite side.
What was too much was…
Everyone wanted to learn how to be a spare tire for the goddess.
But now, he realized.
It turned out that the goddess was Lu Zimu's spare tire.
This was a comparison.
The difference between the two sides was obvious.
This made the crowd feel indignant.
At this moment.
Only then did the audience remember that Lu Zimu was not a spare tire at all.
He was a winner in life, and many of the big stars were his predecessors.
This feeling of disparity.
This made everyone in the audience rather depressed.
"Teacher He can't hold it in anymore!"
"Hahaha, if Number Twelve feels sad for the goddess Bei Tai, isn't that the same as feeling sad for us!”
"Teacher He: I was just asking this question, and I was immediately shocked!”
"Who asked this question? Drag him out and kill him immediately. Isn't this just asking us to suffer?”
"So Number Twelve's spare tire experience was all learned from the goddess being his spare tire. This can be considered as applying what he learned!”
"A scumbag who treats his goddess like a spare tire and bootlickers up to a dog. He's singing the song of a spare tire here every day. I've had enough!”
"I thought Number Twelve was as pitiful as me, but now I know that people are different!”
"We'll be the goddess 'backup, and the goddess will be the number 12 backup. Isn't that a closed loop?”
Everyone seemed to be complaining.
Lu Zimu's answer was very simple.
It made everyone's emotions quite excited.
If he didn't scold them, it wouldn't be enough for everyone to vent their anger.
"Cough, cough, cough."
"One last question."
"You said that this song was dedicated to a friend. Then what is your relationship with this friend, and is this friend present at the venue?”
"Of course, if it's not convenient for you to answer, you can also refuse to answer this question!”
He Jiu asked the last question.
As soon as he finished speaking.
The crowd was in an uproar.
Countless people were extremely excited.
At the same time, many people also looked at Yang Mi.
The song "Lying" was obviously meant for her ex.
Lu Zimu was probably singing this song for Yang Mi.
He couldn't.
In front of an ex.
Let's sing for the other ex.
Such a crazy thing.
Everyone felt that it was impossible for anyone to do this.
Even Lu Zimu.
He shouldn't have done this, and there was no reason to do so.
At this moment.
Yang Mi also looked at Lu Zimu closely.
At this moment, she felt inexplicably nervous.
He was looking forward to it.
But he was also a little hesitant.
She was worried that the answer she heard was not what she wanted.
"This friend."
"He is indeed my ex."
"However, she wasn't there. This song was sung for her.”
Lu Zimu replied," There's no other reason. It's just singing a song. It doesn't have any meaning!"”
Regarding this question.
He didn't avoid it and answered directly.
This was what he had promised Jing Tian.
At the same time.
In order to prevent the audience from imagining it again.
A simple song had created endless possibilities.
Lu Zimu even specially explained.
However, no one listened to his explanation.
After he spoke.
The audience was in an uproar.
The main reason was that it was too shocking and unbelievable.
Ex-boyfriend, plus the fact that he wasn't there.
It was enough to show that Lu Zimu did not sing this song for Yang Mi.
And he really sang for another ex in front of Yang Mi.
This song.
It was also a song about how regretful and painful it was after breaking up.
Didn't that mean…
Lu Zimu did not regret breaking up with Yang Mi.
It was his breakup with another ex that made him feel regret and pain.
This method.
It was simply a crazy provocation.
Everyone was amazed by this method of courting death.
"F * ck, did I hear wrongly?"
"This song, Lie, is not sung for Yang Mi!”
"How dare Number Twelve? What is he thinking? How dare he do this!”
"Too brave. Number Twelve is the most courageous man I've ever seen. I just don't know if he can survive!”
"To sing a love song for your ex in front of another ex, this is too awesome!”
"Is there a possibility that Sister Mi isn't Number 12's ex, so he dares to do this?”
"Look at Sister Mi's expression. She must be Number 12's ex. Otherwise, she wouldn't have lost control of her emotions the moment she saw him!”
Countless spectators were shocked.
Towards Lu Zimu's answer, they were all extremely excited.
In fact…
Even He Jiu looked at him in shock.
He Jiu broke out in a cold sweat.
He had seen people seeking death.
He had never seen someone so suicidal.
Wasn't he worried that Yang Mi would kill him with a slap?
At this moment.
Everyone was curious about Yang Mi's reaction.
Since Lu Zimu was so crazily provoking and courting death, she should not be indifferent.
Or rather…
Any ex.
It was impossible to be calm when encountering such a thing.
You could say that.
Under such circumstances, anything was possible.
Otherwise…
No one would be shocked.
Lu Zimu's behavior was simply courting death crazily.
Therefore, they were very curious about Yang Mi's reaction.
Just as everyone looked over.
Bang!
The light in front of Yang Mi went out all of a sudden!
The lights went out.
She turned off the lights!
This caused an uproar.
Beside her, Xue Zhiqian looked at her in surprise.
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