He Ling looked back in confusion and saw a scene that he would never forget for the rest of his life.
For some reason, a spotlight on the roof of the studio suddenly fell down.
It landed squarely on Hua Chengyu's forehead.
Clang!
"Ouch!"
Hua Chengyu clutched his forehead and fell to the ground.
The entire place was silent, and everyone was petrified.
He stared blankly at Hua Chengyu, who was lying on the ground. Blood was flowing out of his forehead.
He could not react for a long time.
After an unknown amount of time, He Ling was the first to react. She cried out in surprise and rushed over.
His action was like a signal, waking up the petrified crowd.
Executive Director Huang Jie rushed out from backstage and shouted,
"F * ck, where's the doctor? Where's the doctor?”
The staff members were in a mess as they all rushed to the stage.
"Quick, call the doctor. There's so much blood.”
"Damn it, don't push. Don't step on him.”
"The doctor is here, the doctor is here.”
"Save them first, quick!"
"F * ck, quickly interrupt the live broadcast, quick!!”
……
The stage was in chaos. Soon, the live broadcast signal was cut off.
The screen in the live broadcast room fell into darkness.
After a long silence, the bullet screen exploded.
"F * ck, Flowey was smashed? F * ck!"
"There's a lot of blood. Is he okay?”
"Oh my God, is this a live broadcast accident? He was actually smashed by the lights at the scene?”
"Is the prop master going to be sued?"
"Huahua is too unlucky. She was actually smashed by a lamp? I'm dizzy!"
"What's going on? Even the lights fell down? I'm impressed by this bunch of old sixes."
At this moment, a bullet screen suddenly popped up.
"F * ck, that fortune-teller was right! There's really a bloody disaster!"
As soon as he said that, the bullet screen in the live broadcast room instantly fell silent. After a few seconds of silence, it exploded.
"F * ck, f * ck, f * ck.”
"F * ck, it's true. Huahua is really in trouble!”
"This is f * cking ridiculous. Do you understand the high level of the Separation Plains?”
"He was counting down at the whistle. He just read 0 and then the light fell.”
"F * ck, I'll kneel down.”
"Yang Lin really knows how to read fortunes? Is it fake?"
"I'm convinced, I'm completely convinced. He's telling the judges 'fortunes on the stage of a talent show. The key is that he's accurate. This is the first time in a talent show.”
"Let alone a talent show, this is the first time in the entire history of entertainment.”
"Mom asked me why I was kneeling on the ground to watch the live broadcast. I pulled her down to her knees.”
"It seems that he's not a mascot. He really knows how to read fortunes! I'm convinced!"
……
The live broadcast room exploded, and the scene exploded even more.
The 500 live audience members were dumbfounded.
They stared blankly at the chaotic crowd, unable to react for a moment.
Just now, when Yang Lin's countdown reached zero,
Then, the spotlight above their heads fell down and smashed Hua Chengyu down. The scene kept circling in their minds and could not disappear.
This was too f * cking ridiculous!
Everyone was cursing in their hearts.
It's one thing for you to tell your fortune on the talent show stage, but the key is that you're still accurate.
It was fine if it was accurate, but the key was the countdown.
Are you f * cking crazy?
Even Master Fa, who owns a funeral parlor, isn't as godly as you.
Crazy, completely crazy!
Everyone looked at the innocent Yang Lin who was still standing on the stage in shock.
He felt his throat dry and his heart beat faster.
He felt that there was no place to reason with him.
Finally, Hua Chengyu was carried off the stretcher for treatment.
Everyone present looked at Yang Lin strangely.
Xue Zhiqian's face was pale. He stared at Yang Lin in horror, sizing him up.
He Ling had the same expression.
His face was already pale, and after being frightened like this, it became even paler.
His expression was stiff, and his eyes were filled with fear. He stared at Yang Lin without moving his eyes.
Yang Mi was the same. Her mouth was agape, and her jaw was about to fall.
His expression was as if he had seen a ghost.
There were also other contestants who looked at Yang Lin strangely.
Some of them even subconsciously distanced themselves, as if they were afraid that Yang Lin would also give them a bloody disaster.
In short, everyone looked at Yang Lin in horror.
After all, Yang Lin's performance just now was too terrifying.
Fortune telling, bro.
A fortune-teller who kept the countdown at the whistle, who the f * ck had ever seen this before?
He had never even heard of it, let alone seen it.
How were they supposed to play?
Facing everyone's gazes, Yang Lin looked indifferent.
If not for the system's choice, he would not have bothered to remind Hua Chengyu.
Now, he reminded you, but you didn't listen.
In the end, he was hit until his head was bleeding, right?
Yes!
If he didn't listen to the old man's words…cough cough, if he didn't listen to Yang Lin's words, he would be at a disadvantage!
However, he was a little worried.
Although he had reminded Hua Chengyu, Hua Chengyu did not listen. The result did not change.
He wondered if the system would reward him.
There was still no response from the system, which made him feel uneasy.
However, at this moment, the system's voice finally sounded.
Ding! Detected that the host has completed the selection mission. Reward will be issued now.
It's coming, it's coming.
Yang Lin was overjoyed and quickly looked at the system reward.
[Reward 1:10 free attribute points]
[Reward 2: Number of weather miracles x1]
……
Free attribute points?
What the hell was this?
Yang Lin was a little confused.
At this moment,
A translucent panel suddenly appeared in front of him.
[Host: Yang Lin]
[Strength: 50]
[Constitution: 60]
[Spirit: 70]
[Singing: 50]
Acting: 10
[Free Attribute Points: 10]
[Miracle: Meteorology Miracle x1]
After checking the system, he finally understood the functions of the various attributes.
To put it simply,
Strength was the literal meaning, representing his strength value.
Spirit meant mental power.
According to the system's explanation, it was the most important attribute.
However, Yang Lin still could not see what was important.
Physique was a little awesome.
It represented the toughness of his body, such as his reaction speed and so on.
The most awesome thing was that it also represented lifespan.
To put it simply, the higher his constitution, the longer his lifespan.
Moreover, the system had also explained that the maximum value of an ordinary person was only 100 points.
He had obtained 10 attribute points that could be freely allocated in one go.
Any random addition would be able to surpass the standard of a normal person.
If he could get more attribute points, wouldn't he become a superman?
It was simply delightful.
Yang Lin was amused for a while before looking at the other attributes.
When he saw that his singing skill was only 50, he finally understood his own level.
According to the system, the average singing skill of the other contestants on " Tomorrow's Superstar " was 60.
In other words, he was not even on average.
It was no wonder that he was criticized by others.
Thinking of this, he added all 10 of his attribute points to his singing skills without hesitation.
His singing skills had reached 60, finally reaching the average level.
Finally, he looked at the second reward:
Meteorology Miracle x1.
To be honest, he was a little confused.
After asking the system.
Only then did he roughly understand the role of miracles.
Simply put, as long as he chose to use Miracle, he could use singing or other methods to complete a miracle in reality.
To put it bluntly, it was like gathering all seven Dragon Balls and fulfilling a wish.
Meteorology miracles defined the types of miracles.
This meant that he could only create a miracle related to the weather.
For example, wind, rain, and so on.
What was the use of this thing?
Yang Lin frowned.
Could it be that the weather was hot, and he made it rain?
Wouldn't that make him the Rain God?
Moreover, this thing was a one-time use. It was something that could only be used once.
"It looks pretty awesome, but it doesn't seem to be of much use!”
Yang Lin sighed.
At this moment, the system issued another mission:
Ding! Detected that Hua Chengyu will attack the host again.
[Option 1: Change the song and complete a miracle on the stage. Complete the face-smacking and receive a reward.]
[Option 2: Continue to sing the original song without any reward.]
Was there a need to choose?
Even with his eyes closed, Yang Lin wanted to choose the first option.
……
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