canine boyfriend

The pk match officially started, and with the singing of a Beijing song, it kicked off with a high profile.

The man sat under the stage, watched Xiao Huangmao's every move, every frown and smile, and followed into the scene in the lyrics.Without the exaggerated singing and the eye-catching costumes, the people on the stage are as charming as silk. Even though they are wearing modern clothes and dyed yellow hair, it is not difficult for a man to imagine how amazing his Peking opera appearance is.

Sure enough, the person and the voice are one and the same. You can sing whatever kind of song you are. If the song is yours, it is yours, and no one can take it away.

"Hmph, come to the competition like this?" The little artist sitting next to him whispered, "You don't want to fight again like him, do you?"

"Aren't you afraid that the microphone will be picked up for you when you speak now?" The man is not to be outdone, he does not allow others to insult the stage, let alone those who take the stage seriously.

"Don't worry, my current backer is stronger than the previous one. Even if I scold the judges and mentor today, nothing will happen." The little artist glanced at the man, "Why are everyone so popular in this circle? clear?"

"I think you are very pitiful now because I know too well." The man replied, he didn't think the little artist was showing off or lying, he didn't need to lie to himself, "This circle is like this, you think you are beautiful, but you are actually more beautiful You have a lot of beautiful people. You think your backing is stable enough, but in fact there are more stable backings than the backing."

The little artist fanned the wind. "I don't understand what you're saying. It's just that I didn't expect that person to bring down my son. He's so stupid... He kept telling me that he came from a film family, had studied art abroad, and was a phoenix man after a long time of trouble. I don’t even own the house, so I’m sleeping in vain. I can’t handle the things in my own house well, so why should I be an employer? Now I’m like a mouse crossing the street, and it makes me go to coax others temporarily. But don’t laugh at me, myself If I am willing to take this path, no one can stop me.”

"I don't want to stop you, but the most stable thing in this world is the popularity of the audience. If you are smart enough, hurry up and have a representative work before your backer doesn't get tired of you. This is my last advice to you. On the other hand, even if you become popular , without the popularity of the audience, it is also a strong support. And this kind of strong support is not rare at all." The man said unceremoniously.

The little artist was stunned by him for a few seconds, and looked at the side with hatred.He really didn't expect this person to be so powerful. After so many years of silence, he is still a sharp sword. As long as he is given a chance, he will show his edge and make himself run into walls one after another.

"Is that really the case?" But he was resentful and asked frivolously, "You are so lofty, did you rely on others before? There is also the microphone in your hand and the earphones on your ears, which can't be bought for hundreds of thousands. ? I am also considered an industry insider, and I know the price situation well, so don’t tell me that I bought these things with my own money.”

"No, someone else gave it for nothing, does it have something to do with you?" The man answered frankly. After being with his little boyfriend for a long time, he has also learned to be generous. In the past, he would never dare to admit it, and he would definitely Explain carefully.Why explain it?There is no need at all, and some people just don't listen to explanations, no matter how much they waste their tongues, they are playing the piano against the cow.

Time and emotion should be put on those who deserve it. Men have learned to be smart, and those who are not worth it will never get their attention for a second.

"You!" The little artist snorted, and turned his face away, with an unusually ugly expression.

Just as they were talking, Xiao Huangmao's singing had already been completed.He bowed to the judges and teachers, and then stood in the waiting seat, waiting for his pk opponent to come on stage.

The man's heart, which was still calm at first, slowly became turbulent.He was worried for Xiao Huangmao, because the one in his group was very powerful and had a huge number of fans. No matter how he looked at it, he couldn't win.

In the audience, the boy and the vice president shared the same hatred, looking at their artists, they also sweated.

"Look, look, our artist is starting to worry about that little yellow hair again!" The vice president said, "He's just too soft-hearted, too easy to think about the people around him, that's why I don't agree with him getting into a relationship, How old is he, mother won't allow it!"

"I..." The boy turned his head abruptly, "Who the hell are you?"

"This is a term used in fan circles, and everyone says that." The vice president hurriedly said, "Look, he stared at Xiao Huangmao again! He must be worried about whether his good brother can be promoted, and it's time for him I still worry about other people... But there must be people from the cp station in the fan area behind, they will take these photos, and then..."

"What is the cp station?" The boy turned his head again, "Speak humanly, don't be so stupid."

"The cp station is the official website of him and Xiao Huangmao, and those people support them together, knocking their blood sugar." The vice president was heartbroken, as if he saw his white swan being stolen, "Just the scene just now, We see that our artistes care about our good brother in general, and in their eyes, he loves him so much! The unspeakable love is surging in the intertwined light and dark."

"Can you read less novels and NetEase cloud reviews in the future?" The boy felt a headache when he heard it, good guy, his wife and other same-sex lovers already have dating sites, "This won't work, we have to tear them apart."

"That's right, it's demolished, it must be demolished." The vice president nodded fiercely, "My artists are unique in their own beauty."

On the stage, the guitar playing came to an end, and the song ended.The man raised his hands and applauded, he already had the answer in his heart, indeed, this one is better at singing, and his songs are original.

In this kind of program, original tracks are always more popular.

The two hosts returned to the stage and invited Xiao Huangmao to the stage.The two artists were evaluated by the judges and instructors at the same time. As expected, most of the judges gave the original track a pass vote.

The man felt sorry for the little yellow hair, but he had nothing to say. Fortunately, for his age, this was just the beginning, not the end.Through these few games, he watched Xiao Huangmao's support club fans increase by 10,000+. These are the audience popularity he has accumulated and are his greatest wealth.

"Then let me summarize a few sentences." The final judges' summary is from the vocal teacher, "Actually, I prefer traditional repertoires in my heart, especially since there are too few people who are willing to settle down and learn this. If I were to compare today's two Putting the songs together, I will choose "Ode to Pear Blossom". However, this is a singing competition, not the best song competition, so...my opinion is the same as everyone else's."

Speaking of which, there were already choked up voices shouting cheers in the fan area, Xiao Huangmao also held back tears, and waved to the back to comfort the fans who were present today.

After the judges and instructors had finished speaking, the host began to announce the entry into the fan counting session.With the opening of the big screen, the screen was divided into two, with photos of artists from the same group pk occupying one side, and numbers began to pop up underneath.

Starting from 0, the number will skyrocket upwards, whichever one stops first will be eliminated.

All eyes were drawn to those two numbers. They jumped too fast, quickly jumping from single digits to five digits, and then rising towards six digits.Not long after both sides reached 5 figures, the one on the right suddenly stopped.

It's the number under the picture of Xiao Huangmao.

Everything was settled, Xiao Huang Mao turned around, once again bowed deeply to the bottom of the stage, then got up and hugged his opponent once, this time, both of them were relieved. The pk match is life and death. If it weren't for the organizer's setting, no one would like to enter this kind of link.

"Thank you everyone, thank you to the judges and everyone in the program team, and thank you to the fans who came here today and voted for me. I will continue to work hard!" Stretched, his voice was flickering all the time.At this time, a series of slogans were shouted in the fan area, most of them were girls' voices, and the voices were more choked than before.

Xiao Huangmao gave the camera a last smile, turned around and walked towards the steps to get off the stage, but not long after he got off the stage, he really couldn't control his expression well, his smile changed from calm to stiff, his mouth grinned, and he let out a wow.

He threw himself into the arms of the man who came forward to pick him up.

The man knew he was going to cry, so he came here to pick him up, but he didn't expect to cry. "Don't cry, don't cry, victory or defeat is a common matter in military affairs, everything can start all over again, don't cry."

"I've been eliminated!" The little yellow hair groaned while lying on the man's shoulder.

The man smiled and patted him on the head. If he had been ousted by pk 10 years ago, he would have cried a lot. "Don't cry, there's still an Easter match."

"I may not be able to revive in the resurrection competition. I can't sing the original ones." Xiao Huangmao snorted and burst into tears, "Singing is so difficult, I don't want to work hard anymore!"

"Don't talk nonsense, wipe your tears, your fans will laugh at you in a while." The man pulled him down, like pulling a younger brother or a junior, "Seize the opportunity in the resurrection game, don't cry, you have 10,000 + fans, be strong."

"Okay, okay." Xiao Huangmao began to restrain his emotions, and stepped off the stage sniffling.

All of this, in the eyes of the judges and teachers, is brotherhood, but in the eyes of the youth and the vice president, it is a big deal.

"Demolish! Their CP must be demolished!" The vice president was so angry that he pinched the boy's thigh, "Look, brother! They can dance again today, and they will cut these shots into material and make them into videos everywhere!"

"Demolish! Demolish their CP! From today on I will be his poisonous only!" The boy stretched his neck and said, "Husband won't allow it!"

"Ah?" The vice president was taken aback, "Brother, what did you say?"

"I said my husband doesn't allow it, he is my wife." The boy replied calmly, you are his mother, and I am my real husband.

The vice president didn't speak any more, and waited for half a minute before quietly saying: "Brother, you are called a clay sculpture..."

Clay?What is clay sculpture?The teenager couldn't understand again, but it didn't matter.What he was worried about was the pk link for a while!

The men's group was the last group, and someone on stage sang again, but the young man didn't care to listen to it or watch it again.Xiao Huangmao's elimination was expected, but he lost to a serious singer, to a less skilled singer.My wife can obviously advance with all the lights on, but she has to lose to the capital and the well-managed ranking.

He didn't even dare to think about how ugly the data on his wife's side would be if the votes of two people were put up at the same time.

Time began to pass quickly, and before I knew it, 4 hours had passed.The recording process often stops, the host touches up makeup, artistes touch up makeup, judges and teachers drink water, and the audience rests.During the period, the boy went out to smoke a cigarette, and the closer he got to the last moment, the more nervous he became.

More tense than expected.

The same is true for the vice president, the two of them fidgeted.

Finally, all the previous groups of artists had finished PK, leaving only the last group, the last group.The boy was in a daze, unable to imagine what he would have to deal with in a while. Could it be that he really couldn't do anything?Can you just watch everything happen?

"Brother, do you want a light sign?" The vice president took something out of the big schoolbag.

"Light sign?" The young man came to his senses and looked over.I saw the vice president holding two things in his hands, on which the man's name was spelled out with small light bulbs.

"Give me one." The boy snatched both of them, one in each hand, and just as he turned on the light, the host on the stage had already read out his wife's name.

Amid applause, the man stepped onto the stage.

It was time to go on stage, and finally it was my turn. The man walked up calmly and unbuttoned his dress.Standing in the position he had rehearsed, he looked down the stage, and was shocked to find that there were two light boards with his name on them in the infield area, dangling in the young man's hand.

He held up a sign for himself?Before the man started singing, he quickly looked away, and then stayed there. He was afraid that the close-up shots would reveal his secret and capture the sweetness that he couldn't hide in his eyes.

"Brother? Brother?" The vice president poked the side several times with his elbow, empty-handed, "Brother, you seem to have a nosebleed..."

The young man seemed to have lost his hearing, and he didn't hear it. His eyes were fixed on the man's waist, and he could see that his newly changed shirt was made of lace at the waist.

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Wolfdog: Light sign, grab it.