"Yes, yes, I'm not mistaken! I didn't expect that the players in this group are quite capable. Even for Master Cang's sake, we can't play too low. If we make Master Cang unhappy, I'm afraid we'll all be in trouble."

Another judge immediately said with a strong desire to survive.

"But if we score too high like this, there will be too many loopholes. It seems a bit risky for us."

Several judges were in a dilemma nearby.

"How about making it 3rd or 2nd place? The rest depends on the fans' abilities." One of the judges suddenly said.

Several people hit it off almost immediately.

Fu Xingchang was extremely worried backstage.

Mi Qingxia really didn't expect that the boy would actually go up and dance square dance as he said he would.

I lowered my head and scrolled through the comments.

A group of them, hahahaha.

[Is this a temporary move because you don't know how to dance? ]

[Oh my god, why do I think my baby is so cute? ]

[Help! This show has been held many times before, but I think the only thing I can remember is the square dance. Whose child is this? He's so stubborn!]

Am I the only one who feels like he's dragging down the entire team's performance? If he can't dance, why would he even participate in this kind of variety show? Isn't he just here to cause trouble?

[Help! I'm getting more and more excited the more I watch this! His dancing is comparable to my grandma's!]

Why do I feel like this square dance is so down-to-earth? This kid seems to have suddenly become more approachable.

There was a lot of noise in the comment section.

If you look through the negative reviews, you won't find many.

Mi Qingxia slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

Li Xingchen stood beside her, turning his head to look at the girl's expression, "After all, Yuchen has his good looks to back him up, and the audience should be happy with him. We can advance this time, but whether we can make it to the finals is uncertain, after all, Yuchen's strength is there."

Mi Qingxia nodded, but she was already very satisfied.

"Alright, alright, let's quickly register a few fake accounts to give him some votes. That way, even if he steps down, his death won't be too ugly."

Mi Qingxia was a little anxious.

On the other side, Fu Xingchang had already started buying those audience tickets.

Then look at the teams on the official rankings, whose votes are getting higher and higher.

And this is where their team's weaknesses are revealed.

Because the difference in the number of fans is too huge.

"Yo, I thought you guys were just joking yesterday, but I didn't expect you to actually go on stage and perform square dancing. It's really embarrassing."

The captains of the four teams had already gathered from the grapevine that they were the champions this time.

Then he looked at Li Xingchen with a bit of provocation, "I hope your team can make it to the end and become our opponent."

Fu Xingchang pursed his lips and said nothing.

Then try your best to register various small accounts to help with votes.

After all, this kind of vote-rigging behavior often occurs in the entertainment industry.

Fu Xingchang now prays to God sincerely.

I hope there will be another rich fan in my family, and then vote directly to the top.

In the end, I don’t know if his wish really came true.

Fu Xingchang looked at his son's vote count strangely, which had been rising slowly, and suddenly increased at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Li Xingchen and Mi Qingxia were also paying close attention here.

Fu Xingchang's expression was completely dumbfounded.

No way, no way, is there really a wealthy reader here? Is what he said really so effective?

Then he made another wish, hoping that his wife would get pregnant soon and that he would become a millionaire in the future.

Fu Xingchang was confused in his heart.

Then look at the amount of reward given by the fan at the top.

And the reward amount below.

It seemed as if the two men were competing with each other.

Sometimes it's an airplane, sometimes it's a rocket.

No one was willing to give in.

So much so that the standards for ranking suddenly exceeded the original standards.

It is even more than half higher than those other teams.

Mr. Huo was so angry that he almost died while scrolling through his phone.

Who was that person above him? He was frantically giving out gifts, probably spending millions, and yet the person above him was even crazier.

Where do these scary fans come from?!

Until the last two people directly staggered with the amount of 36.

Mr. Huo was a little bit unbelievable.

As his beloved grandson's biggest fan, he actually lost to a stranger who appeared out of nowhere.

Cang Chengye sat on the stage, seemingly with his head down, handling his work.

In fact, he was always checking the list with an expressionless face. If he couldn't do it alone, he would bring his assistant with him.

If the assistant is not capable, bring other assistants along.

As a result, the guy below him was still trying his best to chase him.

How could Cang Chengye, as the financial sponsor, admit defeat?

He directly mobilized several people to buy gifts together, and seeing that he was still in the lead, he slowly put away his phone.

Fu Xingchang was almost dumbfounded watching this.

I think the gifts I gave out are enough to buy a house in the city, right?

So how much dividends can they get after the show ends?

Fu Xingchang felt that he could start dreaming about counting money after the show ended.

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