Chapter 117 is two strokes

"Ladies and gentlemen, next, we invite our fourth player, Fan Qingqing, to appear!"

After the host finished reading, Zuo Qian couldn't help but feel nervous, and at this time, Fan Qingqing in the background also stood up, took a deep breath, and prepared to go on stage. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

At this moment, an extremely discordant voice sounded from the audience.

"Go back, shameless woman! We're not here to see the bitch!"

In this quiet atmosphere, this sound was extremely harsh. Even Fan Qingqing, who was standing in the background, obviously heard this scolding sentence.

Suddenly, Fan Qingqing's face became extremely pale, and those players all laughed, looking at Fan Qingqing who had just stood up gloatingly. I want to see how she will make a fool of herself next.

Fan Qingqing's shady incident, it can be said that the whole country is well-known, in this era of extremely developed networks, almost everyone will go online, even if they don't watch the news, mobile phone chat software kk, or search to cause a bird, the home page is about Fan Qingqing Some reports.

Even if you don't want to see it, you will be buried by this black fan frenzy.

And there is no one in the audience who has not seen it.

Jiang Mingwei's face wrinkled all of a sudden, and he immediately wanted to be angry, and quickly commanded the staff to control the scene.

The supporter was also taken aback by this scolding, and before he could react, another scolding sounded.

"Go back!"

As soon as it fell, it started again, and the first sentence was like a fuse, and they all began to shout one by one.

At first, there was a lot of scolding, but in the end, almost half of the audience began to shout.

Among these shouters, some are purely joining in the fun, and some are shameless about what Fan Qingqing did on the Internet, and even more, they are cynical in the world.

Of course, the first person to scold was not because of any cynicism, but because of a gunner bought by Huadu TV.

This point, even Jingdong TV can't think of it.

Because they are 900 viewers randomly selected from the national audience through text messages, there is no chance for those who have a heart to take advantage of it.

But the first young man who scolded was because he posted a screenshot of his mobile phone text message in the nest of Soniao's 'Extreme Singing', and soon people from Huadu TV contacted him and were willing to pay a high price to let him make trouble at the scene.

.........

At this time, Fan Qingqing, who was backstage, heard the shouting and scolding at the scene, and a grievance came to his heart, and his eyes turned red all of a sudden. Her little fists were clenched tightly, and she didn't know whether to go on stage or leave, so she could only let the tears tick on the ground.

And when Hu Li's woman with heavy makeup saw it, she sneered and said, "You deserve it!"

The other players also had no sympathy at all, and watched coldly, at this time they all felt very comfortable in their hearts, and the sense of revenge that had been pressed by Fan Qingqing before suddenly surged out, and their whole bodies were extremely happy.

噹 ~ 噹 ~ 噹 ~

Suddenly, the sound of hitting the metal sounded violently at the scene, and the huge sound suddenly sounded and startled many people, and the screaming and scolding stopped one by one in an instant.

I saw a person standing next to the dance, holding an iron rod and slamming the iron pillar of the stage.

This person is none other than Zuomian.

By this time, he was furious.

One step across the one-meter-high stage, the exaggerated bouncing power once again scared everyone.

"I see who else scolds again!" Zuo Qian stood on the stage with an iron rod and shouted angrily.

Looking around, the audience at the scene didn't expect such a person to pop up, seeing him holding the murder weapon, looking extremely desperate to find someone, no one really spoke out anymore.

It's not that they're afraid! It's that they don't want to provoke such a fierce person, in case someone really wants to you, and they rush over with an iron rod and smash you, how can it be done?

After all, they are just ordinary citizens, and fighting was a matter of childhood, so it's okay to ask them to scold for a few words, but if you really want to fight with people now, you will need money if anything happens.

In addition to the audience's bewilderment.

Jiang Mingwei and the assistant director also watched something.

The assistant director is a fat man, and he knows that this person is close to the director, but what is this for?

"Director.... This..."

Jiang Mingwei shook his head and stopped the assistant director from continuing to speak, of course he didn't think that Zuoqian was smashing the scene, after all, this is related to Fan Qingqing's possible infamy!

In the background, Fan Qingqing heard this explosion, and she froze in an instant, as if an electric current suddenly drilled into her body.

The voice is......

At this time, Zuo Qianjian was stopped by him at the scene, but he was still not satisfied. After all, this is only temporary, and now all the audience at the scene are resistant to Fan Qingqing, and it is estimated that they will not be able to listen to what she sings.

No matter how good the performance is, she will not be scored.

But such a group of brain-dead viewers have mastered Fan Qingqing's lifeline and his lifeline.

The word of man,

It can be said that it kills.

One person's scolding may not be nothing, and two people are nothing.

But when it comes to the scolding of thousands of people, or even tens of millions of people, this voice is enough to achieve the effect of killing.

On Earth, how many celebrities committed suicide because of scolding.

Zuoqian was angry.

These days, he has almost forgotten about his mission.

He felt unfair for Fan Qingqing, and he cried out for Fan Qingqing.

With her strength, she was enough to sing on this stage, but she was unlucky that day and was assigned to a strong group.

The left move also blames itself.

These days, he watched that in the midst of tens of millions of scoldings, Fan Qingqing was still practicing singing strongly, others had gone to bed early, and she still persisted, even if she was tired and tired, she was still continuing.

Even in the tide of tens of millions of suffocating scolding, the little girl with a weak body is still standing strong.

She.

Not a strong person.

But he persevered.

Zuo Qian looked at Fan Qingqing, and sometimes felt very moved, feeling that he had not chosen the wrong person. But he couldn't help her much, and he couldn't resist this oppression for her.

Now a scene.

With this scolding, Zuo Qian couldn't bear his anger anymore.

"Why are you scolding her~!?"

"Do you really know her?"

"Do you understand her?"

Zuo Qian pointed to the photo of Fan Qingqing on the screen behind him, and continued to be angry in anger,

"She... I've always had a dream! I just want to stand on this stage and sing. ”

"She... Since high school, because of the opposition of his parents, he buried his dreams with his own hands. ”

"She... Such a good girl, I don't understand~! Where did the rich second generation come out of the Internet to support her?"

"And you two strokes who listen to the wind is the rain and have no opinions at all, take the trouble to turn your rusty brains around, and use your forced brains well. Think about it, is what you're hearing true?"

A lot of ugly words, a lot of angry words,

There was a man at the scene who couldn't help it, and stood up with a bang~ and was angry,

"You who are the second stroke. ”

Looking at the left, it was a young man in his early 20s, he smiled softly and said,

"I'm not talking about you. ”

After that, his tone changed, "I mean that all the spectators present, as well as the people of the whole country, are all two-strokes!"