All the staff crazily criticize the villain, only the heroine is cute

"Boss Luo is not interested?"

Seeing Rose's movements, the executives noticed the impatience flashing across the man's face, and listened carefully to the singing on the stage, very puzzled.

"This is the strongest contestant on our show. Does Luo always dislike the style of this song?"

"do not like."

Ross tapped his fingertips on the screen without raising his head, making no effort to hide his likes and dislikes.

"I don't like the song, and I don't sing very well."

The senior executive twitched twice, and was about to say something to ease the atmosphere, when he heard Ross add another sentence without changing his expression:

"If Jingyun's investment of hundreds of millions of dollars is recognized as the most powerful program, I would doubt your ears."

Senior: "...."

Ross: "Hard to hear."

Senior: "...."

Well, can't he stop talking? !

He is just a part-time worker, don't embarrass him!

Is it too urgent to replace him now?

Jing Yun's high-level executive was successfully stunned and stopped talking, and quietly sat beside him as a sculpture.

Chu Ming silently pushed in the earplugs that had been plugged in the morning, maintaining the calm image of a qualified assistant.

After Lu Qingqing sang a song, there was endless applause from the audience.

The thunderous applause greatly satisfied her vanity.

She looked proudly at Mengxi City, but saw that the other party was not looking in her direction, but was writing and drawing on the score card under her hand.

Perhaps the singing effect was better than expected, Lu Qingqing didn't care about Meng Xicheng's indifference at this time, and turned to look at Ning Yan in the preparation area.

Ning Yan picked out her ears, looked up and saw that Lu Qingqing had already descended the steps of the stage, and her face was full of arrogance when she passed her.

"I heard that you also wrote the song this time. I'm looking forward to it. I can't wait to listen to it."

Lu Qingqing said she was looking forward to it, but she subconsciously meant that it was impossible for Ning Yan to write a song that was even more amazing than Meng Xicheng.

Meng Xicheng is a recognized genius, how could Ning Yan be able to compare? !

But soon, Lu Qingqing's smile froze.

Ning Yan slowly shook her head with complicated hair accessories, took a step forward, turned her neck sideways, and moved closer to Lu Qingqing's ear.

"Since you are looking forward to it so much, it must be what you wish."

The girl's voice was nice, she didn't have any stage fright at all, but it was the last "I", which was a bit playful.

As if teasing a cat to tease a dog, she didn't take her words to heart at all.

"is it?"

Lu Qingqing sneered, "Then we will wait and see."

Ning Yan suddenly found Lu Qingqing very interesting.

Occupying things that don't belong to her, she still flaunts it as a matter of course, never thinking about whether she is worthy or not, and never giving herself a way out.

Thinking of how Lu Qingqing would fall, Ning Yan felt that she was so pitiful.

"What's your look?"

Lu Qingqing felt uncomfortable when she saw her.

Ning Yan smiled lightly and lifted her foot up the steps.

"I would like to borrow your good words."

Lu Qingqing was stunned for a while at the light words, and realized that the other party was declaring war, and couldn't help but become more and more disdainful.

The piano on the stage has been lifted down, and the staff quickly arranged the props and scenes that Ning Yan needed.

It was a long table covered with a black tablecloth, and it was filled with all kinds of things that had rotted or could not be called food at all.

The roses withered, the white candles flickered on and off, and a few more were almost at the end of their burns and looked like they were going to go out.

The black and gold candlesticks are full of weeping candle marks, and there are several piled up skeleton props at the corner of the table, which looks very strange.

Everyone in the audience gasped, not knowing what to do.

There was also heated discussion in the live broadcast room.

The two fans who had been quiet before started a new round of war.

Most of Ning Yan's fans are very quiet, and they only come out to praise people when they see people. Now when they saw the stage layout, someone said something novel in the comment section, and they were immediately stunned by Lu Qingqing's fans.

These people hadn't recovered from the piano singing just now, they were just going crazy, and some people said that Ning Yan was stronger than Lu Qingqing before, so now they couldn't help but start an indiscriminate attack.

[Laughing dead, haven't you seen any good things?Is it worth bragging about just a broken scene? ]

[Facts have proved that no amount of bells and whistles is useless if she is not strong enough. Those who say that she is better than our Qingqing, get ready for a slap in the face later~]

[I really laughed to death, Qingqing's song was written by Meng Xicheng, how could anyone think that their master can beat it? ]

The number of Ning Yan fans is much smaller than that of Lu Qingqing, and the other party is only swiping the screen, no matter how much they refute, they are quickly swiped down.

Soon, the screen was full of Lu Qingqing's fans saying "wait for a slap in the face".

Just when the quarrel was the most intense, the stage lights suddenly went dark.

The spotlight shone on the edge of the stage, the girl's figure was graceful, and the black-red half skirt was swaying. As she walked slowly towards the middle of the stage, the lace circle at the bottom shook like a black wave, and the knee that was exposed above the boots was dazzlingly white .

In order to match the performance, Ning Yan's eye makeup is heavy today. The makeup artist hooked up a rose on the end of the right eye, which is half covered by the cut hair. When the light is turned on, it becomes more alluring.

[I'll go, this look looks great! ]

[Who is this?Omg I have goosebumps! ]

Ning Yan's fans had turned off their mics and licked their screens at first, but couldn't bear the sight of passers-by coming in, and the scene suddenly became lively again.

Ross sat under the stage, quietly looking at the girl on the stage.

As early as the moment she came on stage, he put his phone back in his pocket and focused on her alone.

After not seeing him for a few days, Los suppressed the urge to miss him, moved his wrists on his crossed legs, and a pale golden light flashed in his half-closed eyes.

But unfortunately, the little mermaid didn't look at him.

Not a glance.

Ning Yan gave the tuner a look, then slowly leaned towards the table, picking up the knife and fork on the dinner plate with one hand.

The girl's eyes were indifferent, she glanced lightly in the direction of the camera, and exerted force with her hands.

The harsh sound of the knife and fork rubbing against the porcelain plate sent chills down the spine.

Accompaniment sound.

The girl was not in a hurry, she tapped the table with her fingertips, stroking the stacked skeletons on the table little by little, as if stroking some precious treasure, her movements were incredibly gentle.

"...

Insect eggs disguised as rice grains,

Desperately waiting to hatch,

Evaporated by warm kisses. "

The girl threw the knife and fork into the plate.

But her eyes were clearly extremely indifferent, and the strange tune was sung with the girl's unique voice, as if she was in a three-foot frozen lake, biting and treacherous.

Everyone trembled at the same time, fine goosebumps covered their arms and backs, and they dared not breathe.

"......

the greedy mouth in the distance,

Was admiring the main course struggle,

It was so beautiful that I cried and was afraid.

.......

I opened the cage for him,

Give generous gifts of kindness,

Taste the weak will,

......."

The tune is distinctly weird.

Everyone couldn't help but cast their eyes on the girl on the stage.

Desperation, fear.

Greedy, trembling.

It seems that if one is not careful, the next one will be reduced to a meal on the plate.