Quick Transmute Beauty Transformation Project

Chapter 563, Shining Star

"Now what?"

The chief director spun around like a bored fly for a few times, and finally said in a deep voice, "There is no other way, I can only kill him and refuse to admit that there is a problem with the voting channel, insisting that Zhou Ruiyi is a dark horse counterattack, and we must end the live broadcast of the finals first."

At this time, Lin Anluo, who was waiting on the stage, heard a reminder from the Qianlier system in her mind.

[System]: The director doesn't intend to redress your grievances.

Lin Anluo: I don't think she will appeal for grievances. If the voting results are admitted to be unfair, the credibility of the entire show will be lost.

[System]: Then you can only hold this No.2 in humiliation, who made you speak so full of words at the beginning, and now your face is slapping.

Lin Anluo: That's right, she pretended to be cool for a while, and slapped the crematorium in the face.

She sighed in her heart, but at least her No.2 position bears the audience's distress, while the No.1 that Zhou Ruiyi bought is full of contempt.

Just when the director team came out and decided to announce the results of the discussion, they found an unexpected guest standing at the door.

"Han Zehao, why did you come down?"

"Let's hear how you plan to deal with this result. Sure enough, I guessed it right. You decided to ignore the audience's protest and continue to fool them."

The director team was in turmoil, and the chief director said helplessly, "That's how the results are announced. Isn't the overthrow now equivalent to telling the whole country that there is a problem with the number of votes for our show?"

Han Zehao turned the decorative ring on his finger. He lowered his head and stared at the palm of his hand. His eyes were hidden in the darkness, and his expression could not be seen, but the sarcasm in his words made the director blush, "We have been struggling for three months, isn't it? In order to choose a girl group that is not favored by the audience. Knowing the mistakes and not correcting, the end of this group will only be abandoned."

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"Congratulations to Junior Sister No.2. (I'm about to cry.jpg)"

Mu Jiangtong clicked and sent the post with the aggrieved expression on his Weibo, and Xi Ye just returned from the phone call.

He glanced at the junior sister who had returned to her original position to wait leisurely and interacted with the fans with a smile. He silently praised her for her grace and humiliation, and then asked Xi Ye, "Brother Xi, what did the company say?"

When Xi Ye sat down, he also glanced at the people on the stage, adjusted his glasses, and turned his head to look at the boss of Guoxin Entertainment. He had met this boss three times, and it was the first time he signed for Zhang Jingwen. He terminated the contract, signed Ling Weilan for the second time, and stood up for the third time. Each time, he felt deeper disgust than the last time. He said, "It can be confirmed that the company bought the tickets. Netizens also protested that Ling Weilan's voting channel was advanced. The closure is probably due to Zhou Ruiyi's company. I have already told the public relations department to prepare a draft. If Zhou Ruiyi really debuts in the C position, we will have a quarrel with the program team, and this group will not matter."

Mu Jiangtong sighed, "If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have asked you, I've bought tickets for my junior sister myself."

"You can't buy it!" Xi Ye turned around and glared at him, "Don't leave such an obvious excuse for others to blackmail her, even if it's No.2's debut, it must be aboveboard."

Mu Jiangtong didn't insist anymore, he lowered his head to play with his mobile phone, the light from the mobile phone screen illuminated the indifference on his face in the dark, he said to himself in a voice that could only be heard by others, "But despicable people are the last Winner."

"Sorry to keep everyone waiting."

A few minutes later, the bright voice belonging to Han Zehao sounded on the stage. He stepped on the light in the eyes of everyone expecting, and smiled warmly at the camera, "Just now the director went to the backstage to check and found that due to the operation error of the program staff, I didn’t notice in time that the audience complained about the early closure of the voting channel for the players, which resulted in half an hour less voting time for Ling Weilan than others.”

(End of this chapter)