A million-subscriber UP owner from Blue Star, Xu Yanyu, transmigrated to a parallel world and became a traffic star criticized by the entire internet.
Her company wanted her to comply with a ...
Hearing her speak so confidently, and combined with her outstanding singing skills, Xiao Lu couldn't help but guess that Teacher Xiao Qiang might be an even more accomplished senior than Cui Xuerui.
Teacher Xiaoqiang is even more famous than the queen of Taiwan, but he is humble and treats a nobody like her with such politeness and respect.
Her admiration for him deepened, and she couldn't help but say, "Teacher Xiaoqiang, you are truly a person of both virtue and talent. There are so few people like you these days."
"No, no," Xu Yanyu shook her head repeatedly, her mind completely confused.
What did she do, and how did she earn the title of "virtuous and talented"?
Xiao Lu retorted excitedly, "You have it, you definitely have it. I'm a big shot in the industry, what kind of celebrities haven't I seen? I've never seen anyone as good as you."
As she spoke, she took a notebook from a cabinet in the rest area and handed it to Xu Yanyu, "Teacher Xiaoqiang, could you write an autograph for me?"
"Huh?" Xu Yanyu stared blankly at the notebook that had been shoved into her hand.
She looked up, still wanting to refuse, but then she saw the burning gaze in Xiao Lu's eyes.
What to do? I simply can't refuse.
"I can only sign you a sexy little cockroach, but my contract requires that her identity be kept confidential."
Xu Yanyu took the pen from Xiao Lu's hand.
"Sure." Xiao Lu nodded; she knew the rules of the production team!
Xu Yanyu signed the four characters "Sexy Xiaoqiang" in a flamboyant and elegant manner.
Who would have thought that my first signature in two lifetimes would be these few words?
I should have known better than to just give myself this nickname because I killed a cockroach last night.
Brother Qiang messed things up!
Xu Yanyu kept complaining in her heart, but after finishing writing, she still handed the notebook back to Xiao Lu.
"Wow, Teacher Xiaoqiang, what kind of handwriting is this?" Xiaolu held Xu Yanyu's handwriting, her eyes sparkling even brighter.
He's handsome, dashing, and exudes a sense of wealth and elegance.
"Oh, this is the Slender Gold style of calligraphy," Xu Yanyu replied casually.
She had money in her hands after retiring in her previous life.
Besides eating, drinking, and sleeping, another source of enjoyment for me is experiencing different hobbies and interests.
She learned to play the guitar, a sport favored by artsy young people!
She must try calligraphy, which is appreciated by young people who appreciate literature.
So she learned this "Slender Gold" calligraphy style by taking classes.
However, she only had a short attention span for everything she learned. She only learned the form of the Slender Gold style calligraphy before she even grasped its essence, and then she moved on to try other things.
But even with this shape, it's enough to fool the people of this world.
The history of this world took another turn during the Song Dynasty, and there was no such person as Emperor Huizong of Song.
Therefore, there has never been a style of calligraphy as elegant and vigorous as the Slender Gold style.
Xiao Lu was completely impressed.
Who exactly is Teacher Xiaoqiang? He's terrifyingly strong.
Xu Yanyu felt Xiao Lu's increasingly intense gaze and felt a chill run down her spine.
That gaze was even more intense than when she looked at men with eight-pack abs.
"Ahem, Xiao Lu, I think Cui Xuerui is almost finished singing. Am I the second one to go on stage, or is the plum ripe?"
Xu Yanyu came up with a topic to divert Xiao Lu's attention.
At this moment, Cui Xuerui's song on the screen had reached its climax.
This time, Cui Xuerui chose a sad love song.
"I love you to death,"
"You left me for her."
...
The mentors unconsciously tapped their feet to the beat, moving to the rhythm of the music.
"Her singing skills are beyond words, but what's rare is that the emotion in this song is even deeper."
Although Zhang Yinghao wanted to suppress Cui Xuerui in order to get more votes for his good friend Min Zishang.
However, he had to admit that if Min Zishang performed the same way as in the previous match, he would not be able to beat Cui Xuerui.
"The audience keeps her on stage just to hear her sing more," Wei Li said directly.
However, he then added, "But in terms of emotional expression, Sexy Xiaoqiang's performance was better. This song might have been even better if Sexy Xiaoqiang had sung it."
Fu Zishan was amused. She turned to Lan Fang beside her and said, "Teacher Wei is almost a loyal fan of Sexy Xiaoqiang."
"I'm a pretty straightforward person. I'm generous with my praise for outstanding people, and I'll also be harsh in my criticism of those who aren't quite up to par."
"Sexy Little Strong's last song was flawless; I couldn't find any fault with it. Could you find any?"
Wei Li still holds a grudge. He seemed to be answering Fu Zishan's question, but his eyes were fixed on Kong Liang.
Kong Liang looked up at the sky speechlessly, rubbing his forehead with a slight headache. "Let's listen to the contestants' performances first."
Everyone actually guessed Cui Xuerui's identity, but they didn't say it out loud for the sake of the show.
The audience below the stage also quietly enjoyed Cui Xuerui's singing.
Because it's an old song, some people who know it sing along.
Min Zishang, still unwilling to give up at the other rest area, turned to his assistant and said, "Do you think I will win? Cui Xuerui's skills are just too amazing."
He lacked confidence and wanted to gain confidence from his assistant.
The assistant had listened to his practice and knew his skill level.
In the second round, he chose another original song.
It's a song that celebrates campus love, with a touch of melancholic literature.
This new composition represents a small breakthrough for him; he added higher notes and showcased some technical skills.
There was no other way; he knew very well that if he wanted to beat Cui Xuerui, he had to defeat her skillfully.
Audiences love to hear singers hit high notes; if a singer hits a high note well, they'll get more votes.
However, since it hadn't been tested by the market, he was actually a little apprehensive.
"Yes, your new song is in line with current trends. It will definitely be popular with the audience," the assistant affirmed without hesitation.
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