The bodyguards wrapped her tightly in the three layers and the outside three layers.

Don't say it's a fan who wants to come to Nan Ji to ask for an explanation.

Even the reporter was so blocked that he didn't get a single photo.

Ye Tianhan's fans were angry, and the angry scolding was endless.

And Nan Jiao ······ I'm angry, too.

I can only hear their abuse, but I can't hit their feelings.

Very unpleasant.

Sister Qing followed beside her and exhaled.

These fans are so crazy.

If you make some drastic moves and hurt Nan Ji again, it won't be good.

It's not.

The bodyguards are tightly protected.

Angry at these fans of Ye Tinghan.

*

Ten o'clock in the evening.

The show broadcasts the game live.

Because of Nan Ji and Ye Tianhan's affairs.

The number of people watching the live stream has skyrocketed.

And this surge of people, of course, is to see the excitement.

Tear it up.

Of course, I want to see such a lively thing.

'Old irons, I'm coming'

'I'll go, Nan Ji 666. Such a big battle is about to be compared to the bigwigs in the entertainment industry. ’

"I really don't know what kind of face Nan Ji has to continue to compete here."

'Nan Jiao Fuck Out'

'Nan Ji is a bitch'

The live barrage opened, and a clear water was invective.

The moderator takes the stage.

Smile and speak

"Welcome to "Debut! Boys and girls! The scene of the game of ten into eight.

Briefly talk about the rules of the site.

Five boys and five girls, performing separately.

Then, based on the online voting, the top six contestants are selected as the public's favorite. ”

The rules are simple.

It is a program that completely decides to stay according to the preferences of the public.

The host glanced in the direction of the producer.

Passionately

"Okay, let's count down to five, and the voting channel opens."

"Five, four, three, two, one.

Voting is now open, so please vote for your loved ones. ”

Follow, the music advances.

The screen changed to another host.

"Please invite our first performer, Nan Ji to sing [Dark Light]"

The voice fell.

The scene darkened instantly.

Da-da-da-da.

The sound of high heels is exceptionally clear.

A beam of light hit Nanji's body.

Wearing a white gauze skirt, it is like a fairy descending.

He has white high heels on his feet, wavy curly hair, and delicate makeup painted on his face.

It's beautiful.

The barrage in the live broadcast room, the abuse has not stopped

"What a thing. It's a bitch at first glance. ”

"I'll go, this Nan Ji is really amazing, dare to choose this song.

What's wrong? Do you think you're not ashamed enough? ”

"The song [Dark Light] can be sung in the music world, and I can count it on my fingers all the time.

can sing, and can perfectly express that artistic conception, except for the awesome original, I can't find a second person. ”

The live broadcast room is scolding.

The music has begun.

Nam Ji stood in the center of the stage with her eyelids downcast.

Start singing.

"I walk in a dirty world.

Stained with silt.

Caught in withered grass.

I was stuck in this bottomless quagmire.

Can't struggle.

Can't leave. ”

Nan Ji's singing voice came out.

The barrage of abuse in the live broadcast room began to be mixed with some other voices

"Sounds good."

"This voice, this voice, absolutely not."

"I'll go, she sings so well?"

Singing and singing.

Suddenly, I saw the person standing on the stage stop singing.

Little Black Dragon

【？？？ Host, why did you stop?

It's very good.]

Comrade Nanji, to put it mildly

"I'm tired of singing, take a break"

The little black dragon is incredible.

Rest???

It's a live broadcast, and you're still singing!!