On the list of likes, the first place: Hu Xuan Dance!

Everyone in the backstage was dumbfounded, what age is it, Hu Xuan Hu Teng can still make such a move?

He Jinsheng's face turned black and he gasped heavily, as if he was about to have a stroke.

Qian Ting shrank, how dare Wu Haifeng and the others talk more, this was only given four minutes, and as a result, the director was planted by Wang Xiaozi again......

At this time, on the other side of the passage, Wang Ming and his pedestrians withdrew and came back. The girls said happily and incredulously, "What happened?", "Is the audience making fun of us, isn't it?", "Teasing?

"Can we make it to the top twenty?" asked Dippeppe, apprehensively. They weren't sure, after all, they were at the bottom every year.

As soon as everyone returned to the backstage and looked at the small screen hanging there, they suddenly screamed in shock. Ayiguli covered her mouth with her hands: "First place!" Fikeira lost her mind: "First place?" Neve blushed and looked at Wang Mingzhi stupidly, "First ......"

"Hahaha!" Wang Mingzhi laughed in surprise, and couldn't help but roar with his fist, "First !!"

At this moment, the girls all cheered, and Neve jumped to her feet, shouting again and again, "First, first!"

Wang Mingzhi looked at the talent value with his thoughts, and was even more happy, this meeting has increased by a full 1.5 million! It is enough to buy Mid-Autumn Festival moon cakes.

At the same time, Guo Fei and Chen Shiping greeted them excitedly. Many people applauded heartily and expressed their praise in their hearts. Fikkella and the others couldn't help but be flattered, how could everyone have such respect for them in ordinary times.

But it was Wang Mingzhi who was praised by everyone.

"Director Wang, a hero is a boy!"

"Hu Xuanwu can still perform like this, admire. ”

"Not really! ”

Everyone sighed, a urine spot show is now temporarily ranked first!

"Don't you have to do something!?" Director He over there roared, and the old man glared at Wang Mingzhi angrily, and everyone hurriedly dispersed. Qian Ting scolded the director with a sense of humor: "Choreographer Wang, was that Hu Xuan Dance just now, what about the Hu Teng Dance! Who allowed you to dance Hu Teng!"

The girls were startled, and Guo Fei told them not to speak. Wang Mingzhi looked surprised, pointed to the small screen over there, and asked, "Assistant Qian, didn't you see the ranking?

Guo Fei, Wu Haifeng and others secretly praised, it is this reason, how old are you?

was returned by his original words, He Jinsheng almost vomited blood, and Qian Ting crooked his mouth angrily: "You, you ......"

"Thank you!" Wang Mingzhi clenched his fists proudly and thanked everyone around him. The girls followed the fork hand and smiled and thanked them, and they were angry!

The host He Xian outside is coming to an end, and the backstage continues to be busy.

The party has entered the final stage, and the finale programs have taken the stage one after another. But whether it was the sketch "The Mid-Autumn Festival Gift Caused the Trouble" or the song "The Moon Palace Gets Cold", they didn't get much reaction from the audience, and they were all suppressed by the afterglow of Hu Xuanwu......

"When will Yu Wenyi appear?", "What about it? It must be a limerick", "Nonsense", "It's okay, watch a lively look"

The barrage of netizens discussed: "Betting on one or two silver will have a broken word", "Brain dead", "It's a miracle to have that song "Hu Teng'er" tonight"

There are Yu Wenyi in the top ten, and the specific number depends on the quality of the poems he sings. However, as we all know, there is no Taibai Theater, there is only a pinch of birds that love to moan without disease, and what is tonight "The heart is like a remnant willow going with the wind, not thinking about the Chinese New Year." "That kind of thing, huh?

On the side of the monitoring station, no one dared to provoke Director He, and Qian Ting also shrank aside, but a twenty-seven or eighteen-year-old young man walked up, he was the chief lyricist of the opera club, and Director He's nephew Liang Huan, the word Yaofa.

Although his talent is not high, Liang Huansheng is a talented person and a very kind person, so he is rich and handsome in the eyes of many girls in the theater. It's just that those who are really familiar with him know that this guy has a sweet mouth and a sword, and he should be especially careful when dealing with him.

"Uncle. Liang Huan had a calm face, "Then how can Wang Mingzhi treat you like this." ”

"Hmph......" He Jinsheng suppressed his annoyance, "Yaofa, if you are so talented, how can I suffer so much." ”

Liang Huan's eyes narrowed slightly, and his uncle even blamed him.

He didn't hate Wang Mingzhi in his heart, originally Yu Wenyi would have sung his poem "Xiaolou is like the moon reflecting the sky, and the pedestrian path home is different", which added to his fame and profit, but Wang Mingyi came to stir up the yellow.

He knows very well the level of Wang Mingzhi's poems, plus the previous "Hu Teng'er", after the party, will he still be the chief lyricist?

Even if it's still him, what will everyone say? Unless......

"I've got a way to clean up that kid. Liang Huan whispered to his uncle. He Jinsheng's face turned pale when he heard this, and he nodded. Liang Huan immediately smiled and walked to the Qian Pavilion not far away.

The number of online live broadcast rooms continues to decline at 101,000, and the barrage is becoming less and less: "Look at Tang Shigo", "Yu Wenyi simply sing "Hu Teng'er" again", "This poem can't be written by Liang Huan, he doesn't have this talent", "Good poems are rare, how can there be two in one night?"

"I know one of the poems: The world is out of my generation, and the years are urging when I enter the rivers and lakes. In the talk and laughter of the emperor's hegemony, it is better than a drunk in life. ”

A barrage suddenly appeared on the screen, and the few backstage personnel were suddenly surprised, who sent it!

"Someone leaked secrets!" Chen Shiping said in shock, the new poems must be kept secret before the performance, this is an ironclad rule.

Wang Mingzhi frowned, his eyes noticed that the Qian Pavilion over there was pressing his mobile phone, and glanced at it obscenely, and he said angrily: "It's the Qian Pavilion." ”

Chen Shiping also understood at a glance, "Oh no, no, no!" The poem was leaked in advance, and the Internet could spread all over at once, and the audience's surprise was light. And who leaked it? Director He can use the topic to play and blame Feiming.

If you can't keep the secret, who would dare to use him!

"Feiming, I'm afraid it's ......" Chen Shiping noticed that Liang Huan, who was not far from Qianting, was laughing, "I'm afraid Qianting is just an executor......"

Listening to Uncle Chen's anxious whispers, Wang Mingzhi looked at that Liang Huan angrily, and the other party looked like nothing happened, hateful.

The barrage in the live broadcast room immediately increased: "This poem is good", "Good poem, very feeling", "Hehe, I think so", "Reposted"

"Wang Mingzhi!" He Jinsheng shouted angrily, already about to ask him for the crime.

Wu Haifeng and the others looked over, Wang Mingzhi ignored it, and ran towards the passage again, already having an idea in his heart. If you want to wronged me, you don't have to! With the current situation, it would be even more exciting to replace this poem with a famous work of "Youth Xing" in the Tang Dynasty.

"Hey?", "Director Wang?" Everyone watched Wang Mingzhi run by in disbelief, and the Hu girls called him that he shouldn't be, as if he was running away.

Fikella, Ayiguli and the others looked at each other, and Neve frowned worriedly, are you okay?

Boy, play with us, does it work if you have a little talent? Liang Huan's smile was cold, we are still the boss in front of you!

Wang Ming ran all the way to the passage, looking for the upcoming performance team, Yu Wenyi was dressed as a general, and he was closing his eyes to recuperate.

"Minghyuk. He walked up.

"I'm not Yu Wenhe, don't talk to me!" Yu Wenyi didn't open his eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Don't disturb my emotions." ”

Blocked by a few assistants, time was running out, Wang Mingzhi hurriedly said: "I have a new idea, a more suitable poem!" Yu Wenyi opened his eyes slightly: "What poem?" Wang Ming whispered in front of him, Yu Wenyi's expression changed from anger to excitement, "Good, good, good ......"

"Okay!" Yu Wenyi finally roared and slapped Wang Mingzhi's shoulder, "It's better this way, Feiming Dacai!"

The others in the passage wondered, what was going on?