Cao Yuan's speed, how can he catch up with Wang Sleeve.

In particular, he is still wearing a cumbersome Hanfu kaftan.

As soon as I went out, my clothes were hooked by the doorknob.

Cao Yuan fell and sat on the ground.

The anger on his face gradually receded.

Cao Yuan felt that he had been fooled.

"Good for you, you king!"

"It turned out to be a deliberate use of agitation."

"It stirs up my emotions and keeps me from calming."

"It's too naïve, what kind of wind and waves haven't I seen in Cao Yuan, and I will be played with by such a little trick of yours?"

"The more excited you are, the more scared you are."

"The walls are reeds, top-heavy and shallow. Bamboo shoots in the mountains, with thick skin at the tip of the mouth and a hollow belly! ”

"Wang Sleeve, this is a sign of your weak heart."

Cao Yuan felt that even with his toes, he could think of how much accomplishment a guy who used the luck of migrant workers to score points could have in music.

also vainly said that he wanted to defeat himself on the guqin, which was a pipe dream!

And.

Who said that you must play the guqin in the finals.

What childishness!

This guy is not very skilled, and his scheming is still quite deep.

Thinking of this, Cao Yuan's face was full of disdain.

Adhering to the principle of 'the head can be broken, the hairstyle can not be messed up'.

Cao Yuan quietly took out a small mirror from his cuff.

There was no one on either side.

He used his fingers as a comb and looked at the small mirror, slowly combing his hair.

……

Fighting sharks.

Wang Sleeve's live broadcast room.

The resident sailors generally bloom on several sides.

Everyone hung in the live broadcast room of the king's sleeve.

While opening the live webpage of the magic capital.

At the same time, there are several QQs hung on the computer, and once there is a little bit of trouble, it can be spread in the group immediately.

Everyone calls this kind of organization the United Front.

The united front of the king's sleeve.

Then.

The live broadcast room flashed, and Wang Sleeve appeared.

In the picture, Wang Sleeve faces the camera.

Behind him was a large number of players, and in the distance was Zhao Xiaoya, who was the first to play just now.

The sailor was stunned at first, and then rejoiced.

This is the backstage of the stage, and these places dare to shoot.

Wang Sleeve wants to drive openly and tease the young ladies?

"Burst!"

"Brother Xiu suddenly started a live broadcast in the background, I'm afraid there is something amazing going to happen!"

"Fortunately, I've been running the live broadcast, otherwise I'm afraid I'll miss 100 million!"

"Brother Xiu, Brother Xiu for a lifetime, dare to mess around on TV, as a fan of Brother Xiu, I just want to say - well done!"

"Brothers, the show has begun, the United Front Channel is brushing up!"

……

Time.

Fans hurriedly swiped the screen in the QQ group.

One to ten, ten to hundred.

In less than two minutes, the popularity of Wang Sleeve's live broadcast room reached 100,000.

Everyone thought that Wang Sleeve was going to secretly photograph girls to do things, and they were very excited.

Suddenly, the camera turns.

The king's sleeve appears in the frame.

He coughed and said, "Nothing special. ”

"The main thing is to report to you that I won't win the first place in the top 8!"

What?

Brother Xiu has fallen?

The world is going to collapse!

The sailors were particularly confused.

Since Wang Sleeve's debut, which time has it not been a high-profile appearance.

The so-called people block killing, Buddha blocks killing Buddha, and Wang Sleeve has never admitted cowardice!

"Brother Xiu, don't!"

"If you don't win, I'm going to unfollow!"

"Brother Xiu, everyone wants to see you step on people, but I don't want to see you stepped on!"

Wang Sleeve didn't care about the barrage, and continued: "This time I only won the second place, the kind of two that is very two!" ”

Say it!

Wang Sleeve closed the live broadcast.

……

4am Sentai

Arouca stood up excitedly, a long-suppressed emotion exploding on her face.

"Viagra, inside information."

"That guy from Wang Sleeve finally confessed, and the videos have been uploaded in the post bar!"

"Proud of something." Wei Shen pretended to be calm and said: "Anyway, whether you win or lose, it's your treat!" ”

The king's sleeve is so rigid, will he admit it?

This is as untrustworthy as tomorrow is the end of the world.

Having said that, Wei Shen was still a little worried.

What if Wang Sleeve really can't bear the pressure and really admits it?

Forget it, that's the king's sleeve, what's the matter with his Wei God.

……

miss live broadcast room.

"Miss, your optimistic little brother is about to admit it."

"It's spread all over the post bar, and the king will lose next!"

Miss who had just been immersed in the joy of the king's victory, suddenly felt as uncomfortable as eating a fly.

Will Wang Sleeve really admit it?

No!

Brother Wang Sleeve, he is definitely not that kind of person!

"You can eat randomly, but you can't talk nonsense!"

The eldest lady said in the live broadcast room: "Don't spread rumors! ”

"Wang Sleeve won't lose, I'll stand my brother!"

……

Yucai Central Primary School.

The music teachers watched Wang Sleeve's live broadcast together in the dormitory.

Suddenly.

In the Q group, an inside story of the king's sleeve to be confessed popped up.

The scene exploded all at once.

"Xiaoxi, they said that Brother Xiu was going to admit it, don't compare!"

"What, this can't be!"

"Brother Xiu's recorder is definitely first-class in China, and it completely beats those players just now!"

"That's right, I don't believe that Brother Xiu will admit it, Brother Xiu is such a rigid person, he won't lose at all!"

"Brother Xiu, come on!"

"Yes, you are definitely not a person now, but represent thousands of us behind the Internet!"

……

Time.

The entire network is undercurrent.

The rumors of Wang Sleeve's confession are gradually fermenting among fans.

'The king's sleeve will lose', and 'Jiang Lang's talent is exhausted' has become the mainstream public opinion.

Fans are extremely aggrieved, but they have nowhere to refute.

And Wang Sleeve, the initiator, didn't know that his casual sentence of 'fighting for second place' would be so misunderstood.

……

Scene.

All 8 players competed.

During the advertising break, the mentors had a heated discussion.

In the end, the four teachers reached an agreement and determined the promotion list.

The screen switches back to the stage.

The host stood in front of the stage and shouted in an explosive voice.

"The audience, and the audience in front of the TV."

"Next, we will have the most exciting and fierce competition for the quarterfinals!"

"That's right, we've got a qualifier."

"They are..."

Boom!

The spotlight hit the stage all at once.

"A genius girl from Huolu City, a million-fan UP master of Station B known as an iron lung-Fu Jiayin!"

Fu Jiayin stood in the spotlight and nodded.

Her mood is not as good as it seems, because she is surrounded by strong enemies, and the next thing is a white-knuckle battle!

She can only use the hole flute in her hand to fight another game.

"The next one is our guzheng player - Lin Ruoyi! Please Lin Ruoyi! ”

When the spotlight was illuminated, Lin Ruoyi did not react at all.

She is indeed as Cao Yuan said, very cold and arrogant.

"The other two, our Wang Sleeve and Cao Yuan, welcome to them!"

The four of them stood on the stage together.

At the review table, the instructors nodded.

Signal to the host to move on to the next session.

……

"Okay, then before the draw, we still have an off-site review time!"

"Now, let's take a look at the support rate of the players on the Modu network!"

The director immediately cut the screen to the voting on the website.

Wang Sleeve and Cao Yuan's votes were far ahead.

The two of them outperformed the other two girls with amazing results.

And Wang Sleeve's support rate is even more in the lead, taking the lead, pulling out more than 20 percentages of Cao Yuan.

Cao Yuan's jaw dropped.

You must know that he has an active water army of 8 million, and this can't even get the king's sleeve?

Who is Wang Sleeve?

Waiting for the director to play the big comment screen, Cao Yuan calmed down suddenly.

I wasn't worried at all, but I felt the urge to laugh.

Because the comments are one-sided.

"I heard that Brother Xiu wants to admit it, it doesn't matter if you vote for it first!"

"I can't stop it, this scene is Brother Xiu's grave, Brother Xiu can't show it, I'll have a incense!"

"It's the last vote, Brother Xiu has gone all the way."

……

The scene was stunned.

On the judges' seat, several instructors couldn't understand it at all.

Wang Sleeve is the strongest, how can he admit it, why is it like this in the comments on the Internet?

Teacher Zhou Jiejie stood up, "OK! Excuse me. ”

Teacher Zhou asked: "Wang Sleeve, everyone is very optimistic about your promotion to the top 8, do you want to admit it?" ”

Wang Sleeve took the host's microphone.

"Nope." Wang Sleeve said: "I just want to compete with Mr. Cao Yuan for second place. ”

“stop!”

Sister Zhang, a teacher, couldn't understand what Wang Sleeve was talking about.

"Wang Sleeve, that means you don't think you can defeat the other two?"

"Is it because your own instrument is destroyed that you can't perform the rest of the show?"

Wang Sleeve shook his head, "It's literal, I let go of the first place." As for what instrument Mr. Cao Yuan uses, I will use whatever instrument I use. ”

"I'm going to fight him for second place."

"That is, I am on a par with him!"

……