burst! A top-level boss appeared on a variety show and was targeted by the movie king

Xiao Qi, who was still waiting for the host to ask questions, was a little confused: [No, host, shouldn't we discuss how to develop next? 】

Shouldn't we have a good discussion on how to suppress Shen Yan? Why did you lie down?

Hey, what should I do if the bound host has no ambition?

Xiaoqi sighed! ! Call for help online! !

"What's going on? I'm awake now. Shen Yan will only cause me a little trouble at most, but I'm afraid it won't be that easy if they want to change my luck. In that case, why should I bother?"

Sang Si doesn't even want to be in the entertainment industry now, so it would be nice to rely on his assets in Liangcheng to stay at home.

Xiao Qi earnestly advised: [Host, although I say so, once Shen Yan becomes a real top player, 369 can use this energy to transform into a small god. If it does something to the world, then we will Trouble. 】

"Don't you still have a main god?" Sang Si felt strange. Could it be that the main god couldn't solve it?

[The Lord God can solve this trivial matter with just a move of his little finger, but this trivial matter is troublesome to the Lord God, so what does the Lord God want us to do? 】Wouldn’t it seem that they are very low?

Sang Si was speechless and rolled his eyes silently. It would be better not to say this.

The dormitory fell silent again.

Seeing Sang Si's determined indifference, Xiao Qi had no choice but to use his trump card. He raised his voice and said pitifully:

[Oh, host, please, please, please help me. Poor Xiao Qi. If I can't complete the task, I won't be able to go home. Everyone will make fun of me. Handsome guy, good host, Please, please! 】

Is there a more humble system elf in the world?

Xiao Qi burst into tears.

However, Sang Si showed no mercy at all and said resolutely: "I won't agree to it, just give up."

[Wow... Wuwuwu...] Xiaoqi's fake crying turned into real crying.

Especially when I think about it, he will be the first elf in history to be sent back.

What a disgrace to those who step on horses! !

The sound of crying echoed in his mind, with an intensifying effect. The noisy Sang Si frowned and sighed helplessly, "Shut up, if you cry again I will block you."

It was as if he was bullying a child.

Xiao Qi, who was labeled a "child", sniffed unconsciously and choked: [Host, did you promise me? You promised Xiaoqi, right? Ahhhh, host, you are so kind. 】

Lord God Daddy is right, there are still good people in this world.

Sang Si, who had been given the good guy card, opened his eyes and said seriously: "But first of all, you are not allowed to make your own decisions in anything, do you hear me?"

[Hmm, I understand. 】Xiao Qi nodded obediently and almost jumped up and down.

Listening to its cheerful voice, Sang Si couldn't help but smile a little.

I was even more convinced that the system elf in him might actually be a child.

I can't do anything except act coquettishly.

Sang Si got out of bed, opened the door and went to the practice room of Class B according to his memory.

After the first round of performances, Sang Si's limbs were uncoordinated and he danced stiffly like a robot. Not surprisingly, it became a hot topic.

Without exception, the whole screen was full of ridicule for him, and the number of votes received at the scene was based on this vase face and he barely made it to the second round.

However, the grades range from high to low from A to C. Whether it is dancing or singing, Sang Si is still the lowest among the trainees.

There were only two minutes left before the prescribed dance class time, and the corridor was as quiet as a chicken.

The door to the practice room was closed tightly. Sang Si was about to push it open when an uncertain call came from behind him.

"Sangsi?"

Sang Si turned around and saw the person clearly. His indifferent eyebrows softened a little, and a slight smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Teacher An."

The "101" audition variety show, whether it is the director, staff or students participating in the variety show, have all ridiculed Sang Si.

The three instructors were naturally aware of the crowding out among the students, but they all chose to protect themselves wisely.

Only An Qing, the top rising star in the dance world who has just turned 28, has created his own fan dance and has become his unique skill, setting off a craze in the dance world and attracting countless people.

In my memory, An Qing was the only person who showed kindness to Sang Si.

A trace of surprise quickly flashed in An Qing's eyes. He looked at the young man in front of him who was as tall and tall as a green bamboo. His cold eyebrows were not as impetuous as before. The moment he raised his smile, it seemed as if a sea of ​​stars had flashed across his face: "Sang Si, you seem to have changed a lot. .”

It has become more dazzling. If you look carefully, you can still see the innocence of a young man between his brows and eyes, but he is calmer and calmer than before.

Sang Si smiled noncommittally: "It's time for class. Teacher An, let's go in."

"Okay." An Qing nodded, feeling much pleased with Sang Si's change.

In such a mixed circle, if you are too naive, you will only be led by others, which is not a good thing.

The door to the practice room was pushed open from the outside, and the trainees who had been waiting inside all looked at the door.

"Good afternoon, everyone!"

An Qing walked in, with a faint smile on her delicate face, looking warm and comfortable.

Since the practice progress of Class C and Class B is almost the same, students from both classes took the dance class together today.

"Hello, Teacher An."

Twenty-nine trainees greeted An Qing one after another.

Li Menghe had paid attention to the class time early, but he had not seen Sang Si until now.

He was overjoyed and thought to himself, it turned out that he was still the same stupid bitch as before. He dared to be late during the recording period. This was not a clue that was brought to his door.

He took a step forward and complained impatiently: "Teacher An, we are already in class, why hasn't Sang Si come yet? He is not good at dancing. Should we wait for him before class begins?"

Sang Si, who was tying his shoelaces at the door, had a row of crows flying over his head.

Oh open!

He just tied his shoelaces! !

As for being so anxious to find fault with him?

How do you say that "there are always unscrupulous people who want to harm me".

Sure enough.

Thinking like this, Sang Si went in without any hurry, leaned against the door with his arms folded, and watched the show.

Unfortunately, my hands are empty.

Watching a show while eating melon seeds, tsk tsk, it feels so good just thinking about it!

Li Menghe couldn't help but smile. He could already imagine the scene where Sang Si would face blackmail on the Internet after this program was broadcast.

#Sang Si is dissatisfied with An Qing, who is late for class and plays a big role. #

Just thinking about it, Li Menghe couldn't help but want to laugh.

An Qing has been in the entertainment industry for a long time, and he is most familiar with this kind of jealousy and petty tactics among peers. He glanced at the corners of clothes exposed behind the door, and then looked at the faces of several trainees with different expressions, and felt a little bit in his heart. It's funny, "Sangsi, he..."