Netizens who were eager to eat melons immediately clicked on the video.

Bang - bang!

The piercing sound of porcelain shattering scared everyone.

Fragments of the mug were spilled all over the floor, and two long legs wrapped in jeans appeared in the shot, wet and steaming from the pants.

Everyone's first reaction - hot water spilled on their legs!

And it's piping hot water!

"Who asked you to participate in the Supreme Singer!" The sudden burst of shouts was full of anger.

Immediately after, a man walked briskly towards the camera. Then he crouched down and punched the person who had been splashed with hot water.

Everyone saw the face of the abuser clearly - Jian Chao!

What followed was a storm of punches and kicks.

"I'll let you participate in the Supreme Singer! The wings are stiff, aren't they? I'll tell you, quit me right away! Otherwise I want your life! ”

Under the camera, Jian Chao's handsome facial features are extremely hideous.

He rode on An Le's body, and his punches made a muffled sound, which made everyone's hearts beat in horror.

"I—I won't write you songs again......" An Le's weak voice came from the video.

Jian Chao was furious, and a big-eared scraper shook it over.

Smack——!

"You were raised by my Jane family, why don't you write songs for me! I'm telling you Anle, this is what you owe to Jane's family, and you must pay it back! ”

"No, don't write ......," An Le retorted.

Jian Chao gritted his teeth and threw another big ear scraper over.

"You can't write!"

"No......" Before An Le could finish speaking, Jian Chao got up sharply and kicked him in the stomach.

This video was secretly taken by An Le with a pinhole camera hidden on his body, for a total of 26 minutes.

In these twenty-six minutes, Jian Chao's violence has not stopped.

An Le gritted his teeth and insisted at first, stammering and resisting, but in the end, he didn't even have the strength to moan.

The video ends slowly and the screen goes dark.

No one spoke, only a chill all over their bodies.

The Internet, which was noisy before, became dead at this moment.

After the dead silence, there was a flood of rage!

[Jian Chao, I his uncle!! 】

[After watching the video, I trembled, I can't believe that there is such a thing in this era! ] 】

[This is no longer plagiarism, this is a crime! Jian Chao is not human! 】

[Damn! How did I fall for this beast before! Depowdering! Turn black! 】

[Call the police! A scumbag like Jian Chao should be locked up for 10,000 years! 】

In just ten minutes, topics related to Jian Chao's comfort were placed at the top of major forums.

Weibo, the most trafficked Weibo, was paralyzed twice in a row, and the server crumbled to support the terrifying number of visits.

At this time, "The Supreme Singer" has reached the second half.

An Le and two students in his group took the stage and sang a very difficult song.

At the end of the song, there was thunderous applause.

Suddenly, the assistant director, who had been staring at the backstage, found that the ratings of the show had jumped up sharply.

He was startled and quickly asked, "What's the matter?" Who buys the ratings?! Why is there so much more all of a sudden? Hurry up and check! ”

As soon as the words fell, the producer walked in with a complicated face with a mobile phone.

"No one buys ratings, it's just that Jian Chao's house collapsed."

The assistant director took the producer's mobile phone and looked at it twice, raised his head suddenly, and looked at An Le who looked nervous on the big screen in shock.

An Le's delicate face was very tight, and he waited anxiously for the tutor's comments.

"Good." Yan Jiuyuan gave a positive answer, "The three of you have played very well. Especially An Le, the breath is very stable, and the treble is very accurate. ”

An Le immediately bowed, and then looked at Ruan Qi nervously.

The little girl in a light-colored sportswear smiled softly, "This song is very well chosen." The relationship between Yao Yao and Xiao Qi is very good, but the breath needs to be strengthened. Anle was perfect. ”

As she spoke, she praised the three of them.

An Le's excited face was a little red, and he hooked his lower lip shyly.

Next is Jian Chao.

When the camera showed Jian Chao's face, countless swear words flew in the barrage of the show in an instant.

The overwhelming messages filled the screen, but none of the viewers in front of the TV or computer wanted to turn off the barrage, and even scolded them.

Jian Chao, who has been in the studio, didn't know what was happening on the Internet.

With a stinky face, he nodded to the other two students besides An Le, "Sing very well." ”

After speaking, he pointed at An Le, "I don't know how you train these days, you only have singing skills and no feelings." As a singer, I can't even express my feelings, and I don't have any talent! Mr. Ruan, I hope you can teach him the basic qualities of what a singer is next time! ”

Jian Chao split his head and covered his face, and the barrage almost collapsed because of his words.

【!】 I really want to hit him! 】

[The basic literacy of singers? Jian Chao's basic literacy is to plagiarize other people's works! 】

[What kind of face does he have to say such things?! Disgusting! 】

[Jian Chao doesn't know about the Internet yet, right? ] He's like a clown now. 】

In the face of Jian Chao's reprimand, An Le pursed his lips, blushed and stammered a sentence: "No, it's not about Ruan Lao and the teacher, it's me, I haven't studied well." ”

Jian Chao looked at An Le, who refuted him, and his face was gloomy, as if he could wring out water.

He didn't notice that the agent was giving him crazy gestures in the audience, and only sneered coldly, "If the student can't teach well, the teacher is incompetent!" ”

The marshmallows sitting in the audience couldn't wait to smash the light sign in their hands on Jian Chao's head.