The Almighty God starts from the NPC in the crying secret room

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After Dong Zhizhou left the stage, the other seven singers also crossed the sea, each showing their special abilities.

Except for the obvious mistakes of the young singers behind Dong Zhizhou.

The remaining six singers all showed their due strength.

It can only be said that all the singers invited by the program group are capable singers, who can perform almost perfect singing under pressure.

After everyone has finished singing, it will enter the equally exciting part of announcing the number of votes.

Eight singers lined up on their respective couches, with temporary managers standing behind them.

The director came to everyone with a smile on his face holding the voting results.

"Hello everyone. Thank you for your wonderful performance tonight, and now I will announce the results of tonight's voting."

Compared with the director's smile, which is not a big deal when watching the excitement, the smiles of the eight singers seem a bit far-fetched.

Although some people showed a calm look.

But his clenched fists from time to time are enough to prove the tension in his heart at this moment.

Among all the people, the young singer looked uncomfortable, his mistakes were too obvious.

Even if he played normally later, the audience is not deaf, so they can definitely hear it.

Coupled with Dong Zhizhou's gem in the front, and the singers behind him are performing normally, it seems that he is very dull.

Dong Zhizhou looked calm, he can be said to have performed exceptionally tonight.

Not only sang the artistic conception of the song "Ren Xiaoyao", but also brought my state to a higher level.

If he could be eliminated in this way, then he would risk his life to expose the shady scenes of the program group.

"Then let's start with No.3."

The director glanced at the form in his hand, then smiled and said, "No.3 is Dong Zhizhou...or..."

Originally, when Dong Zhizhou let out a sigh of relief when he heard that he lived No.3, he was somewhat depressed.

He sang so well, and the emotions of the audience were all mobilized by him. How could he be No.3?

Is it because he has been silent for too long and his reputation is far less than others, so this result?

But before Dong Zhizhou could continue to think about it, the director changed the topic and talked about another singer.

"Fuck! This director is so cheap! Can I go up and beat him?"

"Can you die by directly publishing the results? I suspect you are delaying time."

"It's not that the longer you broadcast, the more you earn. Is there any benefit to procrastinating?"

"Yes! It's fun! I see the director's heart is really bad."

"In other words, I would definitely go up and give him a punch."

When the audience watching the live broadcast complained one after another, the director seemed to feel the resentment from the audience.

So he didn't hold back any more, and directly stated that No.3 belonged to another singer.

After learning that he got No.3, the singer showed joy and gave the temporary manager behind him a high-five to celebrate.

Dong Zhizhou regained his composure, waiting for the director to continue.

As the director continued to play tricks, the ranking of the singers gradually became clear.

In the end, only No.1, No.2 and the last one remained unannounced.

After the singer who won the ranking was relieved of pressure, he looked at the director with a relaxed face and continued to play tricks.

The director's way of announcing the rankings made them itch, and they wanted to go up and give the director two punches.

But seeing the nervousness of the rest of the people now, they found it quite interesting!
"Then, let me announce the last one first!"

Speaking of this, the director looked at Dong Zhizhou, as if he wanted to pronounce Dong Zhizhou's name.

But no one at the scene was fooled by him, if Dong Zhizhou's previous singing, plus the song "Ren Xiaoyao".

If he can only get the last place, then there must be a huge shady scene in this show.

If this is the case, other singers will find a reason to quit directly, even if they lose money, it doesn't matter.

After all, if you can deal with Dong Zhizhou today, can you deal with them tomorrow?

I guess I also know that this trick of my own won't work.

The director directly said: "The last one appeared behind Dong Zhizhou..."

Hearing that he was the last one, the young singer let out a long sigh.

Although the final result was indeed not ideal, but after learning the result, there was a kind of relief.

And he did not sing well before, and he was not wronged if he was eliminated.

The audience still applauded the young singer, they just thought he was unlucky.

He actually came in behind Dong Zhizhou. If he came third, he probably wouldn't be eliminated.

"Then... I will announce the No.1 of this live broadcast...he is..."

Finally came the most suspenseful moment, and the director began to play tricks again.

Whether it is the live audience or the audience watching the live broadcast, they are all scratching their heads and scratching their heads.

Dong Zhizhou, who was the person involved, calmed down instead, no matter whether he was number one or No.2.

He was able to advance to the second round without any embarrassment in the first round.

That being the case, why should he be nervous?Just get ready for tomorrow's live broadcast.

Seeing that the audience at the scene became a little restless, they were afraid that the security guards would not be able to control the scene.

The director finally said: "No.1 is... Dong Zhizhou!"

After calming down, Dong Zhizhou immediately stood up and shouted after hearing that he had won No.1!

This is not only an emotional catharsis, but also a respect for other singers.

Everyone here, everyone is rushing to No.1.

What would other people think if they didn't care about getting No.1?
Is what we are thinking about so insignificant in your eyes?Then do you also look down on us?

As for Dong Zhizhou's excitement, although the other singers were a little bit unwilling, they immediately stepped forward to express their congratulations.

No matter what their relationship is in private, they always look like hello, me, and everyone in front of the camera.

In the lounge, Wu Ming also clenched his fists, happy for Dong Zhizhou.

At the same time, his cell phone rang, and it was an unfamiliar number.

After pressing answer casually, a man's voice came from the phone.

"Wu Ming, right?"

The other party said Wu Ming's name directly, and there was not much respect in his tone, as if he was condescending.

"Who are you?" Wu Ming didn't need to be polite to someone who was obviously not kind.

"I'm the general manager of Pan's Entertainment Company, you can call me Mr. Ji."

Wu Ming sat down on the sofa again, and his tone became perfunctory: "If you have anything to say, just say it."

"Hehe. I know you are famous now, and you still have people to support you, but the entertainment industry is not as simple as you imagined.
What are the benefits to you of helping Dong Zhizhou?How much money can he give you?
If it's not money but other reasons, you've done your best to help him get No.1 this time!

There is no need to continue to work for him, as long as you don't write songs for him, you can set a price for how much he needs,

If you insist on standing up for him, then we have plenty of ways..."

Before the other party finished speaking, Wu Ming hung up the call directly and blocked the number.

I thought that the other party could say something, but in the end it was all about coercion and lure.

He had long thought that Pan Longtao would not sit idly by and let Dong Zhizhou make another hit with the help of "Am I a Singer".

But Wu Ming was a little surprised to start directly from him.

If he was afraid of Pan Longtao's revenge, he would not have come here in the first place.

On the other side, after Wu Ming directly hung up the call, Manager Ji was a little surprised.

After he became the general manager of Pan's Entertainment Company.

Even those famous singers and actors should be polite when they see him.

What kind of thing is Wu Ming?It's just that he can write a few songs, and he has such a little enthusiasm, so he dared to hang up his phone!

"Ahem. What did Wu Ming say?" A hoarse voice came, which slightly surprised Manager Ji.

He quickly replied, "Chairman, Wu Ming just hung up on me."

"Hmph. I really don't cry when I see the coffin!" The person who spoke was Pan Longtao.

If it were someone else, he would have already done it directly, so there would be no way for someone to deliberately make a phone call.

But looking at the face of Zhang Wenling and the three behind Wu Ming, Pan Longtao felt that it was better to be more polite.

But now it seems that Wu Ming is toasting and not eating fine wine.

Zhang Wenling's status is indeed not weak, but it is impossible to shelter Wu Ming for no reason.

On the contrary, their status destined them to be more cautious and considerate when providing shelter for Wu Ming.

As long as Wu Ming committed something, they would not be able to come forward.

The little fresh meat black Wu Ming was arrested before, mainly due to the inappropriate timing of the selection, which happened to hit the muzzle of the gun.

Otherwise, Zhang Wenling would never be able to carelessly protect a person with a lack of personal morality, even if he did not commit a crime.

Besides, Wu Ming is only the named disciple of the three of them.

No matter how much he valued it, he would not even want his own reputation to help Wu Ming clear his name.

And what Pan Longtao lacked most were all kinds of black methods.

Even if it is a white lotus, he has a hundred ways to turn it into a weed that everyone tramples on.

What's more, what he is preparing now is not something created out of nothing, but something that really exists.

"Chairman, shall we do it now?" Manager Ji asked.

"Of course. We have to let him see our methods, otherwise he will think we are afraid of him." Pan Longtao said with a sneer.

"Okay." Manager Ji replied, then took out his mobile phone and asked the people under him to start.

That night, at the end of the first live broadcast of "Am I a Singer", there were many more rhythms targeting Wu Ming on the Internet.

And these rhythms are not created out of nothing, but various "archaeological excavations".

Some people dug up various comments and dynamics of Wu Ming's early years from various websites and even extranets.

Then distort and interpret the excavated content, and put a hat on Wu Ming.

For example, Wu Ming complained in a post on the road that an operator was enjoying the shade under the shade of a tree, but he had to go to work under the sun.

It was originally just a comment, but those people still dug out Wu Ming's post about drinking a certain customer's coffee.

Combined with the fact that a certain gram of coffee disrespects the operators.

I came to the conclusion that Wu Ming was licking a certain gram of coffee, and he didn't respect the profession of an operator from the bottom of his heart.

Then there are things like disrespecting women, not caring for small animals, etc., which have also been "exposed" one after another.

Immediately afterwards, a so-called big V followed up on Cyclops, criticizing Wu Ming for these things.

Even Xiao Xianrou, Xiao Huahua, etc., also began to verbally criticize Wu Ming.

Driven by these people, many onlookers who did not know the truth were also coerced.

There are also those who just watch the excitement and don't think it's a big deal, with a distorted mentality, and those who simply want to black Wu Ming.

It can be said that under the multiple rhythms, Wu Ming's popularity has plummeted.

Open the Cyclops blog and browse casually, and you can see posts scolding Wu Ming.

Facing this overwhelming malice, Wu Ming was also unable to respond.

Because those comments, dynamics and so on are all posted by the original owner, and they have nothing to do with him.

But who will believe this kind of words?It will only make those people spray harder.

And Wu Ming has the memory of the original owner, he knows the dynamic comments of the original owner.

It's just the unintentional complaints and complaints of ordinary people, and it belongs to the kind that no one will care about at all.

However, under deliberate, even malicious distortion and interpretation, the taste has completely changed.

(End of this chapter)