069 It turns out that my artist is so 'cute' 02 (weekend plus)

Xu Shuheng originally felt that he kept up with the forefront of fashion, had a sharp vision, and was the best at tapping the potential of newcomers and seeing the hidden shining points of newcomers. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

However, today he realized that he was still old, and he no longer knew what Xiao Mengxin was playing now!

"This ...... Where did the demon come from?" Xu Shuheng rolled his eyes, and he almost rolled up on the sofa, "Boss, boss, where did you find it?"

"Miss Lin, who has always been low-key in a music family, is actually this tune? What about the natal magic weapon, she can cultivate immortals!" he grabbed Han Qing's shoulder next to him, "Boss, who is she...... I'm dying, I'm going crazy!"

Han Qing frowned, glanced at the hand holding his shoulder, and then raised his hand in disgust and patted it down, "Then change to another artist for you, I can transfer Meiya to take care of her." ”

Xu Shuheng was excited, and he turned it over from him, "Ah, the weather is so good today~ I just seemed to be asleep and said something in my sleep...... Ha ha. ”

Tracy, who was standing in the back, covered her mouth and laughed, and Xu Shuheng Hall turned around when she heard the laughter, giving a sunny and hearty smile, not embarrassed at all.

Over there, Lin Rong was still appreciating the praise and rewards on the screen, and the reserved and cautious people who had been so little to the other world were all gone.

As an otaku codeword fighter with a high-level plot collapse and no discipline and only brains, her small universe has exploded, and the power of the wilderness has burst out!

"A great man once said that if I poured out the water of the whole Pacific Ocean, I would not be able to extinguish the flame of my love for you. Lin Rong began to lobby for the collapse of the microphone, "However, can all the water in the entire Pacific Ocean be poured out......?"

"No, that's why I don't love you. ”

So, he doesn't love you at all, and you don't love him as much as you think. It's true. ”

On the other end of the hotline, the girl who was still sobbing just now suddenly let out a gasp after listening to it.

Xu Shuheng's handsome smile just now suddenly froze on his face, and he slapped his forehead with a slap, "I'll strangle it!"

This chick killed all the screenwriters and writers he invited, and the screenwriters were so frightened by her crazy words that they only knew how to gasp!

"Dead scumbag, if you call his name in the show, does he dare to respond?" Lin Rong looked righteous, although she was covered by a duck hood, her voice was sonorous and powerful, and it became more and more imposing.

"You only have two choices now, one is to go out and turn left and throw away this dead garbage, and the other is to dress up nicely before going out and turn left, and then throw away this dead garbage!"

"As for the woman who took the garbage, you can say to her, "Oh, thank you, so you don't have to change your shoes and go downstairs and take out the garbage yourself." Lei Feng, please let me say to you, go all the way!"

Xu Shuheng was just about to gasp for breath, but now he was hung in one breath, and he hammered twice when he touched his chest.

Damn!

It's killing him!

"Boss, what kind of emotional injury did she suffer?" This girl has never been dumped, and Xu Shuheng didn't believe it when she was beaten to death, "She must have been ruthlessly abandoned, this is to take revenge on society......"

Emma, what else did they ask her to do with emotional grooming?

It's going to be a big deal, they've released a female madman.

Thinking of the dense words written on the piece of paper just now, what is dead, dead, if you want to die, you will die in your hand, Xu Shuheng felt goosebumps on the back of his neck.

"Boss, let's, let's stop, let's stop broadcasting, right? If we keep broadcasting, I'm going to be killed first. Xu Shuheng had an uncomfortable expression of constipation.

Han Qing was still expressionless, but his icy eyes were a little deeper at the moment, as if there were some entanglements of reminiscence.

"I, I think, she said it very, very well......" Tracy, who had been standing quietly behind them, walked to the front of the screen at some point.

She was dressed in the mature and sexy outfit of a professional OL woman, a black thread shirt wrapped around her chest, a pure white tight fishtail skirt, and a pair of red patent leather high heels on her feet, holding the document and looking at Xu Shuheng shyly.

"Huh?" Xu teased and gouged out his ears, "Tracy, don't make trouble. ”

"Really. Tracy shook her hand at him awkwardly, turned her head and quickly glanced at the big screen, the big eyes looked confused and yearning, "So handsome......"

"Huh?" Xu Shuheng almost bit his tongue.

Han Qing raised his eyebrows and rubbed the black ring between his fingers, "Well, continue the live broadcast." ”

Xu Shuheng only felt dizzy, and the world seemed to be about to collapse.

"Boss, she is the girl who sings "Reserved", sings about loving you to the end, sings about pity it's not you, and sings to the point of distress and intoxication! Such a female artist who is as clean and pure as transparent glass, she is destined to embark on the path of a goddess by nature!" Xu Shuheng looked distressed, and his fingers pointing at the big screen trembled.

"But, listen, what she said, this is simply killing her image! Where is this goddess, she is a female rakshasa at all, a female madman!"

"This live broadcast is ruining her, okay!"

The incomparably soft and lovely back in Xu Shuheng's heart completely collapsed at this moment.

Han Qing's face was still silent, just slowly turning the pitch-black ring, his cold eyes slightly raised, and he glanced at the eye-catching yellow hood in the center of the screen.

"Perhaps, you should think differently. Han Qing's voice was low, but it carried a calming power.

Xu Shuheng's excitedly dancing hand stopped in mid-air, and looked at him suspiciously, "Huh?

"For example," Han Qing stretched out his hand, grabbed Xu Shuheng's head, and turned him forward, "This is what she should go-"

On the screen in front, where the number of tips is counted, the numbers have flown so much that even they can't see clearly.

Countless subtitles floated by, and colorful fluorescent words appeared that were even more dazzling than the administrator's golden font.

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"This is what she should go-" Han Qing's cold voice sounded faintly.

"One that no one has ever walked before, and it belongs to her alone...... The path to the top of the gods!"