"I want to know why the judges didn't vote for me. Was it because I sang badly?" Quan Quan was indignant.
"I don't know how you evaluate your own voice. Your voice is very special, but it doesn't move me." One of the judges, a veteran diva, carefully considered her words.
The girl with the circle was furious.
"However, some people say that my voice is enough to create a new genre."
The audience erupted in another uproar.
"Fuck you, who gave you that confidence?!"
"The founding patriarch really dared to think that way!"
"Isn't this woman overconfident?"
"I had a bad habit of voting for her, and now I really want to take it back."
"Wow, that's really daring! I'll sit on a small stool and watch closely."
One of the male judges laughed and said, "Your voice has its own unique characteristics and is highly recognizable. However, creating a genre is not just about singing differently; it also requires public recognition, which takes time. You have encountered setbacks on this stage, but do you dare to persevere?"
The inspirational, motivational language instantly ignited the fighting spirit of the girl in the circle.
"I dare!"
"Since you dare to do it, then persevere. The Heavenly Voice is your first stop, but there will be many more setbacks waiting for you in the future. Do you dare to do it?"
"I dare!"
"I trust you!"
With tears in her eyes, the girl bowed and walked off the stage.
In that instant, she imagined herself as a tragic hero, who would make the most magnificent sacrifice for a great goal.
Linghu Lan was stunned when she saw this backstage.
Wow, my King of Pop!
This girl ate a whole big bowl of chicken soup without hesitation. I admire her!
The Heavenly King Linghu Lan is familiar to Liang Yingcheng, a triple-threat star in film, television, and music. He is a very senior Heavenly King, but also a playboy with many scandals. Girls love the chicken soup he makes.
In the story, he is just a minor character whose name flashes by once, serving as a backdrop to highlight the male lead, Gu Zhibei.
Even after stepping off the stage, the girl with the circle was still immersed in a tragic mood.
The crowd gathered around her and offered their comfort.
Linghu Lan looked at her reddened eyes: "So pitiful, then we won't send the big gift package?"
The girl with the round face rolled her eyes at her and said sarcastically with tears in her eyes, "I lost, but one day I will win back with my strength, unlike some people who can only rely on back doors. I'm talking about you, you fat girl, don't be so smug."
Everyone was shocked: This girl is crazy, she dares to say such nonsense during a competition.
Despite thinking this way, the way he looked at Linghu Lan was different.
Linghu Lan is truly speechless. Indeed, being soft-hearted is a disease that needs to be cured!
She stepped forward and slapped all three [Misfortune Talismans] onto the girl's shoulder.
"You're wrong. You lost by skill, so you can't win by skill again. You're right about one thing: I'm very pleased to see you lose."
"You... shameless, fat bastard who got in through connections." The girl with the circle in her arms, having given up all hope, tried to rush up and beat someone up, but the crowd quickly surrounded them and separated the two.
"Hey, it's just a competition, don't take it seriously."
"We don't have any grudges, don't make a big deal out of it!"
"..."
The girl with the circle wouldn't let it go, "You fatso, you got in through connections."
She struggled so fiercely that suddenly, her high heels slipped, and she fell backward. In an attempt to save herself, she instinctively pulled down the girl behind her...
"ah!"
A scream!
The girl behind her kicked the cow with her high heel, which had been poking at the cow's slender waist.
The crowd quickly pulled her up.
"Crunch!"
A crisp sound.
My ankle is broken...
Everyone: ……
What happened? Were the heels too high? It's none of our business! We were just trying to do a good deed! Ugh!
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