What level? Singing five princesses crying in a KTV
24 He doesn’t listen to love songs, and he doesn’t understand me.!

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8 PM.

The third episode of " I Want to Hear You Sing " was officially released.

As the lights were turned on, batch after batch of audience members walked into the recording studio.

Their configuration was very uniform.

They were basically holding toilet paper in one hand and a black plastic bag in the other.

The toilet paper was, of course, used to guard against Yuan Feng.

As for plastic bags, it was a mandatory requirement put forward by the cleaning auntie.

It was said that if you didn't bring a black plastic bag for this match, the auntie wouldn't let you in even if you bought a ticket.

Why?

Because the audience had cried too hard yesterday, the entire venue was covered in wet toilet paper.

The auntie was already uncomfortable enough listening to " Respect ", but she had to clean the toilet paper while crying. How cruel.

And what made the auntie very angry was that when the production team hired her, they did not say that such a thing would happen.

She used to work in the studio next door, which was also when she was cleaning the recording hall of The Singer.

Although the audience was crying very realistically, they could not even wet a piece of toilet paper.

Who knew that this program of yours was really crying? This fucking workload had to be doubled!

Therefore, from this scene onwards, every audience member had to take away the toilet paper that was wet from crying.

Half an hour later, the audience was all seated.

Seeing that there was still a short time before the show started, they began to whisper to each other.

"Brother, are you here to listen to the sad love song again?”

"Yeah, I wonder how much she's going to cry today.”

"It must be even more ruthless than the last time. I'm already feeling sad as soon as I entered the hall.”

"Me too. I haven't even walked in and my nose is already sore.”

"Love songs are really fatal. I know that listening to them will make me feel uncomfortable, but I still want to listen to them.”

"Especially Yuan Feng's bitter love song, it's simply an addictive poison!”

"Hey, hey, don't admit defeat. Look at me. I never admit defeat. I don't believe I'll cry again this time!”

"Since you're so confident, why did you take two packs of toilet paper?”

"This is called being prepared. If the brother next to me cries, I can lend him the paper.”

"Hey, brother, don't say anything. I won't cry. I've already let it go.”

"Really?"

"Of course. I've already cried twice. Can't I let it go?”

"There's nothing wrong with her, brother. She's just a woman. Missing her twice is enough. Did you give her face?"

"Big Brother is right. It's inevitable to be sad, but men are strong. They won't be sad forever!”

"After listening to 'Decent' yesterday, I lay in bed and thought about it all night. I suddenly felt very stupid. There are plenty of fish in the sea."

"Yes, it's not worth it at all. Love is bullsh * t.”

The audience was cursing, their words full of disdain for love.

However, who would have thought that the big brother with the tattooed arms who said that he had given her face still had a transfer message in his wallet.

Transfer: 520

Additional message: Xiaohui, can you come out and meet me?

Who would have thought that the brother who had said that he would let it go just now had a plane ticket in his phone?

A week later, he would fly to the south to ask if everything was still possible.

Love had such a magical effect.

When they were together, it made people soft-hearted, but when they lost it, it made people stubborn.

At the same time, the audience watching the live broadcast began to discuss intensely.

As a result, I Want to Hear You Sing's live broadcast room was filled with bullet comments, causing the users who had just entered to feel the network's lag.

"I'm here. I'm here to be tortured again.”

"Sigh, I'm here too. My eyes hurt from crying yesterday, and I couldn't help but click in again today.”

"Yesterday, my husky was scared by my crying and is still hiding under the sofa.”

"My friend saw it with me yesterday. She was hospitalized today and fainted from crying.”

"Really? Make up a story."

"He couldn't take it anymore after listening to 'Prestige' yesterday. He insisted on calling his ex-girlfriend. Her ex-girlfriend said that she was jogging and panting heavily.”

"F * ck, there's a picture…"

"I also called my ex-boyfriend yesterday and said that I missed him. In the end, he asked me if I could drink iced cola today. Sob, sob, sob.”

"Actually, everyone knows that relationships are worthless, but they still can't let go.”

"Yeah, I don't know if it's him I can't let go of, or the serious me in that relationship.”

"Unfortunately, he never listens to love songs and can't understand me.”

"Alright, alright, everyone, don't be sad. This time, I called my uncle over!”

"Previous poster, who is our uncle?”

"He slaughtered pigs for five years. His hands were covered in blood and his face was fierce. It was said that he never cried after he was eight years old!”

"F * ck, I'll have to rely on uncle this time!”

"No problem. No matter how awesome Yuan Feng is, he definitely won't make my uncle cry!”

"Everyone, Mr. Tree from our village is here as well. He has never been in a relationship in his life. I don't believe he will cry.”

"F * ck, a virgin is awesome. There's nothing in this world that can defeat a virgin!”

While everyone was commenting on the bullet screen, the four judges also stepped onto the stage.

Each of them was holding a pack of soft baby tissues. They walked elegantly, as if they were not the same group of people as the four who cried like dogs yesterday.

In addition, their faces were also filled with inexplicable confidence.

However, this confidence was not because they thought that they would stop crying.

Instead, if he cried again, Yuan Feng would have to accept the punishment of the designated subject!

At the thought of this, their moods instantly became very good.

In fact, with such a happy attitude, they felt that they might not cry this time.

We are the judges!

You're just a small contestant, and you still want to manipulate us?

This book comes from:m.funovel.com。

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