Diva's wife lives next door

Chapter 61 No Pressure, No Motivation (Please bookmark and recommend chapters)
The audience in front of the TV was also excited, and some even stood up and yelled.

Because it was Sunday and there was no new song list, Wu Zhan and Lucy watched the program "National Idol" together.

After hugging and shouting with Wu Zhan for half a minute, Lucy squinted at him and said, "How about it? The talent show is also good!"

"Of course! Ah Qian must be watching a good show!" Wu Zhan hugged Lucy tightly again, and said with a smile, "I am your lotus root!"

"roll!"

Lucy sat up suddenly: "The lotus is stuck in the mud, you call me sewage?"

Khan one!
Wu Zhan explained for a long time, but still couldn't coax Lucy, rolled his eyes and said: "Go to the live broadcast room and see how those people complain about it?"

"Yup!"

Lucy clapped her hands and applauded: "I like to see those guys hate Brother Wang, but treat him like a helpless black fan!"

"But our bill is not over yet, whether you can nourish this lotus root with water, it depends on my mood in the future!"

Wu Zhan was dumbfounded, but he could only bite the bullet and enter the live broadcast room.

The number of people online in the live broadcast room of 'Laowang Next Door' has exceeded [-], and it is still soaring.

The barrage was flying, and the complaints continued.

"The dog anchor is still okay, he performed well just now!"

"It seems that we inspired him, and the dog anchor finally worked hard!"

"What does it have to do with the dog anchor, he's just a bastard!"

"I didn't see the tidbits, the dog anchor is the No.1 restaurant for eating every day!"

"It is said that because of the dog anchor, Tengteng Villa purchases Australian lobsters and king crabs from three times a day to five times a day!"

"Others train so hard that they don't know day and night, but the dog anchor laughs and laughs with Miss Election Manager every day!"

"I always feel that the dog anchor is getting fat, everyone should vote for others and weed out the dog anchor!"

"The one upstairs is so stupid, isn't it more comfortable when the dog anchor comes back! Is he short of money now? At least in the program group, there is always a bit of hardship."

"That's right! Keep him! Let him form a group!"

……

"Group +1314!"

……

"Group +15927!"

……

After reading the complaints one by one, Wu Zhan and Lu Xi hugged each other tightly while laughing.

Lucy giggled and said, "Brother Wang is really talented, and these black fans are ruthless enough. He won't be able to come back from the show "National Idol" in a short time."

"I don't know what Brother Wang will think when he sees these news?" She was thoughtful, and then grabbed Wu Zhan's hand: "Don't dream, take your lotus root!"

Like Wu Zhan and Lucy, there are other viewers who follow Wang Xu as well.

They haven't been to the live broadcast room, but they don't delay complaining about Wang Xu, who asked this guy to introduce himself, the name of the "Old Wang next door" is too strange!
Someone remembered that there was a contestant introduction in front of the program group, and finally figured out that the name was related to the live broadcast room, so a large number of young people poured in, and slowly turned into black fans.

Wang Xu didn't know these things, but he could guess it because the system prompts sounded continuously.

But he didn't have time to pay attention, because now he was standing on the stage, waiting for the audience to blow up.

Qiu Dengjun waved his arms five times and finally stopped the enthusiastic audience from shouting 'Lian'.

"It's still the previous rule. There is no limit to the number of people who can send a haircut. You can vote for any one of them, or you can vote for them all."

"However, if you vote for one person repeatedly, it will be deemed invalid!"

"Start now!"

Qiu Dengjun had just finished speaking, and the audience in the audience shouted slogans and pressed the machine.

Gao Yuefeng leaned down slightly and secretly observed the voting action, his heart sank.

Some people obviously pressed it five or six times, which is much higher than the frequency of "yummy".

Finished!

He glared at the pale Ren Tianying on the stage, feeling resentful in his heart.

It was this guy who proposed to do some clothes-lifting action, four or five times in a performance, it made people want to vomit, and it looked very greasy.

On the contrary, the performance of "Lotus" actually has flaws.

But when people expressed the spiritual characteristics contained in the songs, they naturally won everyone's approval.

Then the results of the two teams' briefing came out, and "yummy" was completely defeated.

And the strangest thing happened, the "Lotus" team has four blowout kings, Luo Qi, Gao Longyi, Guo Yuan, and Wang Xu, and they have the same number of votes.

Qiu Dengjun did not hide the excitement on his face and said in a high voice: "A miracle! This is a miracle! It means that the four of them have been recognized by most people, and their hard training has not been in vain!"

The contestants behind the stage, you look at me, I look at you.

Someone murmured: "Forget it Guo Yuan, Luo Qi and Gao Longyi, I can see their hard work. But Wang Xu, the impression he gave me..."

Someone next to him quietly added: "Either in the restaurant, or on the way to the restaurant. Either joking with Miss Election Officer, or lying down and sleeping alone!"

"Should we try it next time, maybe we can win the game!"

"You can arrange music? Your song won the first place on the new song chart! Do you dare to be the first to sit on the Sapphire Throne? Do you dare to tease the reviewer in public? Do you dare..."

The man in front was almost crying and responded hurriedly: "I don't deserve it! I don't deserve it!"

"Now it's the review session, and I invite Teacher Meng next!" Qiu Dengjun also heard about Wang Xu's matter, and it really had nothing to do with hard work, so he hurriedly changed the subject.

Meng Tianqi said: "The voices of the seven of them have a kind of penetrating power, which can better express the attitude that the song wants to embody."

"Dance is very powerful, I love it!"

Next, Eka Shizuta asked Wang Xu: "You didn't have any dance foundation when you first staged, how can you keep up with the other six people now?"

Wang Xu smiled wryly: "Actually, everyone sees me playing all day long, but it's actually a strategy. At night they all fall asleep, so I secretly train in the dormitory."

On the stage, Guo Yuan glanced sideways at Gao Longyi, is there such a thing?
Gao Longyi also replied with his eyes, showing helplessness, went back to lie down and fell asleep, who knows if Wang Xu woke up!
Qiu Dengjun was touched again. It's not easy for Wang Xu. He wanted to avoid Jiakun's attention and win the game. It took a lot of effort!

Shizuta Eka gave Wang Xu a thumbs up.

It was Liu Wei's turn next, and she nodded: "The performance meets the requirements, I believe 'A Gentleman's Court' will also be very gratifying!"

Wang Xu curled his lips, so he was represented as the client?

Finally, there was Gao Yuefeng. He said two words casually, which probably meant 'good performance' and 'keep up the good work'.

But will Wang Xu let Gao Yuefeng go?
He bowed slightly and said, "Actually, there are two people who are most grateful, and one of them is Jiakun's player Ren Tianying."

"Without Ren Tianying betting with us, we would not have pressure. Without pressure, there would be no motivation, and we would not be able to win the game!"

"and also……"

"Everyone thinks that I left Tengteng Villa because I wanted to avoid training. In fact, you all blamed me wrongly."

"Sister Liu Wei taught me the dance moves by hand, so I can improve so fast!"

……

hateful!

Gao Yuefeng almost gritted his teeth, but he still showed a gentle look on his face and nodded frequently.

Liu Wei was secretly relieved, the hateful guy knows how to be grateful!

but……

She always felt that something was wrong. Is the training for less than two hours in the morning really effective?
"Bullshit!"

On the stage and in front of the TV, there were two people screaming.

One is Qiu Dengjun, who knows that Wang Xu makes movies, and the other is Zhou Fang, who wants to be more famous than Wang Xu.

He stamped his feet and beat his chest, his voice choked with sobs: "Is there no one in the entire art academy willing to teach me how to dance?"

"I also want to learn the dance on the bed!" Zhou Fang's eyes were full of longing.

(End of this chapter)