The little stepmother is poor and crazy, and the Buddhist disciples in Beijing kneel down and pamper

"What if I don't take pictures or take pictures?"

Fang Qingqing said to the air.

director:……

The director was very helpless. He had seen Fang Qingqing's fighting ability in the last game, so he didn't dare to be tough.

I had to start doing the work of the other two mentors:

"The thing is like this, one person has been eliminated now, so Meng Fuying can advance to the next round as long as two or one of you take the photo."

"Two teachers, Teacher Fang may have his own ideas, but I hope that considering the overall situation, you can take pictures."

After the director finished speaking, he listened to the answer on the other end of the intercom without daring to breathe.

Ge Shan and Xu Leyin looked at each other, and then at Fang Qingqing. Seeing that Fang Qingqing was busy tinkering with her mobile phone and did not express dissatisfaction strongly, she said, "Good director!"

Everyone in the live broadcast room let out a sigh of relief.

That's it!

As long as these two teachers can shoot the lights and Meng Fuying completes her performance successfully, the first round of "Upstream" will be considered a success.

"But Teacher Fang hasn't expressed his position yet?"

The assistant checked again and again and found that Fang Qingqing didn't speak from the beginning to the end. ,

"Are you stupid!"

He received a hard blow on his head.

"Her silence is equivalent to acquiescence. As long as she does not bring these two teachers to oppose it, she has already done a great favor. What else do you want!"

"That's right, you kid, just study hard. This is called settling for second best!"

The assistant director also followed the instructions of the intern who had just entered the workplace.

"Okay, okay!"

The little assistant said that he was innocent, and he was also clearing mines!

It would be troublesome if Teacher Fang betrayed him later.

Having said that, Fang Qingqing really didn't pay attention to them.

With the director's instructions, Ge Shan and Xu Leyin shot Meng Fuying almost at the same time near the end.

Meng Fuying smiled with satisfaction.

Then she looked at Fang Qingqing, who had her head lowered. Before the instructor asked questions, she spoke: "Teacher Fang, if you don't light me up, are you dissatisfied with my performance?"

As soon as these words came out, the director in the live broadcast room jumped in anger.

"Tell me, do you think this Meng Fuying is sick?"

"There is something wrong with the designation. Even if Fang Qingqing doesn't provoke her, she still hits the muzzle of the gun. There is really something wrong with her brain!"

"Is she not clear about the rules? Does she think that only three lights can advance to the next round?"

The assistant asked innocently.

"This is nothing compared to now. If she doesn't even understand the rules, then she is really sick!"

Assistant: ...

The assistant didn't dare to speak.

Fang Qingqing held her cell phone and tapped it with two fingers to take off. She didn't hear what the director said on the intercom just now, but now that she was busy saving Xiao Yunsheng who was being tracked on the dark web, she had no time to pay attention.

Fortunately, at the last moment, she cut off the other party's signal.

Xiao Yunsheng is safe!

She just slowly raised her eyes, her eyes like a thousand-year-old snow pool, staring at the people on the stage for an instant.

"Okay, crazy teacher is going to turn it on!"

"Oh my god, this look is so lethal. It's much more lethal than when I broke the news with a smile just now."

When netizens saw the camera pointed directly into Fang Qingqing's eyes, they all expressed frightened expressions.

[Teacher Fang, I don’t like her, so use my mouth to scold her! 】

[Is there something wrong with Meng Fuying’s brain? The instructor doesn’t want to film because he is dissatisfied with her performance. Do you have any questions? 】

[Don’t say Mad Teacher is dissatisfied, I am very dissatisfied first. 】

[Hahaha, laugh to death, has she forgotten what the crazy teacher even shouted out the secret just now? His head is so strong, he even hit it on the iron plate! 】

[Crazy teacher, fight her. If you win, I will join your fan club! 】

[Crazy teacher still has a fan club? Where is the entrance? Please show me! 】

[I want it too, I want it too, take me one! 】

[I do know one, but I don’t know if it’s a negative fan or a true fan. 】

[Ah hahaha, laugh to death, do you still need to differentiate? Don’t you know that the true fans of Crazy Teacher can be more negative than the negative fans? 】

[That’s right, there are so many of us, how about we form a group now, where we can be black if we want to be black, and love if we want to be love? 】

【I think it works! 】

……

The director looked at the barrage in the live broadcast room and was completely speechless.

This year's contestants are really not good at it. With such a hard-working performance, the audience's focus is still on Fang Qingqing.

Together, they can't beat Fang Qingqing. It's sad, sad!

Internal entertainment is over.

Meng Fuying knew that she was safe this time, so she looked at Fang Qingqing very provocatively.

Whether it was to regain face for herself in the previous scene or to vent her anger on Zhou Zechuan, she decided to let Fang Qingqing tell the truth.

Fang Qingqing said leisurely, "Ah, I'm very dissatisfied. Didn't you see that? Why do you still ask?"

Meng Fuying:......

Although she knew she couldn't say anything nice, Meng Fuying's eyelids couldn't help but twitch when she actually heard these words.

She gritted her molar teeth and asked in a cold voice: "Teacher Fang, please tell me, where did I make you dissatisfied?"

As if she was afraid that Fang Qingqing would talk about something, she started to take vaccinations:

"I know Teacher Fang can speak, but this is a professional stage. Teacher Fang, I hope your comments can convince me and the public."

Fang Qingqing's eyes were cold and she crossed her legs.

"You sang a song from Country H and danced a non-trivial dance on our stage. This is one of them."

Meng Fuying wanted to say something, but Fang Qingqing raised her hand to hold her down.

"Forget it if you sing a foreign song, the pronunciation is not accurate. The lyrics are all transliterated and marked in pinyin, right? The pronunciation completely deviates from the original lyrics. This is the second reason."

"Your song is completely out of tune, which means most people don't understand the lyrics. This is the third reason."

"Your dancing is still eye-catching and nondescript. This is the fourth reason."

Meng Fuying was going crazy on stage and was breathing rapidly, but Fang Qingqing spoke so fast that she couldn't get a word in.

The audience was silent, watching Qingqing's camera shot directly above the big screen. This person was as steady as a rock, and what he said was very sensible.

"And the most important thing is, as I said before, I can't stand a game with shady scenes, and this light can't be used to shoot it. If I have to add one point, I can't stand you."

"Above all, nothing else!"

After Fang Qingqing finished speaking, she put down the phone.

That expression was like Mount Tai falling in front of him without changing his expression.

Ge Shan and Xu Leyin on the side both wanted to give her a thumbs up.

Xu Leyin majored in music. Although she didn't understand the language of Bangzi Country very well, Meng Fuying did go out of tune several times in terms of melody.

Meng Fuying took a few deep breaths, feeling very unwilling.

"You talk so much, do you understand foreign songs? Just say that my words are notated in pinyin?"

She couldn't fight back. At least she knew a little bit of the language. Fang Qingqing, a idiot, didn't understand it at all.

Fang Qingqing smiled.

She picked up the microphone and said a few words in very standard vocabulary.

Are you kidding? She has specialized in nine languages. Of course, this is not among the nine languages. She just thought it was easy and she learned it by the way.

Suddenly, there was a burst of exclamation from the audience, "Wow, Teacher Fang is so awesome, you said it well!"

Several of them were students majoring in the language of that country. They fully understood what Fang Qingqing was saying and shouted excitedly.

People in the live broadcast room were also excited.

[Where is my secretary? Please translate for me.] 】

[Laughing, shouldn't you ask for my translator at this time? What's the use of having a secretary? 】