Be a Superstar With the System

"Refund!"

"Refund!"

At first I didn't know who yelled a few words, and then more people boiled and shouted for refund!

I bought a ticket for seven or eight hundred yuan. Did you come to see you sing? Isn't it fragrant if I buy ribs?

People have a herd mentality, and more and more people are beginning to shout for refunds!

At this moment, the blood of the organizer was cold, and the little fresh meat on stage was also a little at a loss.

In fact, he wanted to sing really at first, but he has no talent for singing!

During the rehearsal, everyone heard him sing once and couldn't stand it, so I decided to let him sing in lip-synching.

As a result, no one thought that such a thing would happen!

Shan Lan's people are going crazy in the background, looking at the audience who are all calling for refunds, their heads are as big as a fight!

Fortunately, Wang Yilin's agent made a decisive decision and directly let several Xiao Xianrou step down, and then let Wang Yilin come forward to explain.

Wang Yilin's lungs are almost exploding, and he can't wait to swallow that little fresh meat in his heart!

But now his mother asked him to come on stage to explain that he was still a little panicked at the thought of facing so many angry fans, and subconsciously wanted to escape.

His mother grabbed his hand and said: "If you want the position of the king, you must do what I said! I will direct you in the headset. You are on stage, what I say, what you say."

"but"

"Don't worry, there's no time! Now we have to calm the fans"

Wang Yilin was too forced to do anything, and gritted his teeth and stepped onto the elevator.

The little fresh meat that was found in the fake singer was almost crying. He looked at the staff around him, wishing to be comforted, but no one showed him a good face.

He was sad, because he was here to help. How did he become like this now?

I don't want to pretend to sing either, but isn't this all arranged by you?

At this moment, his agent came over. This was a middle-aged man in his forties. He was tall and tall. He pulled him to Wang Yilin’s mother and said angrily: "To help you , Our Ninghua’s reputation will be ruined. Today you Shan Lan must give us an explanation!"

Wang Yilin's mother glanced at him faintly and said, "Give you an explanation? Listen to the voice calling for refunds. Let me give you an explanation. Who gives me an explanation? Who is to blame for this?"

The middle-aged man said angrily: "It doesn't matter what we have to say? This is the attitude of your Shan Lan? Ning Hua, let's go!"

The middle-aged man pulled Ning Hua and walked out, but Wang Yilin's mother's voice faintly sounded.

"Chai Yuan, you can go, but don't say anything that shouldn't be said, understand?"

The middle-aged man Chai Yuan turned around and roared: "What? Terrorize me? When I am Tianyu, I am afraid you will not succeed!"

The other party's voice was still in that faint tone: "Since things have happened, it's better to think about how to get the right benefits."

Chai Yuan's expression changed, but in the end he still pulled Ning Hua back.

...

At the other end, Master Ji Da appeared.

The audience knows a lot about Master Ji Da, after all, this old man is often on TV.

Master Ji Da smiled and saluted the audience, sitting elegantly at the piano and playing "Blue Danube".

There are not many people who understand piano, at least not many fans at the scene, but this does not prevent everyone from feeling very hungry! The so-called unclear feeling is to describe the current situation.

But some people who understand are already shaking with excitement! They have a foreboding that the piano world will shake again!

After the performance by Master Ji Da, the audience applauded warmly!

Then Han Tianwang went on stage again to sing, followed by Zhang Xun, Wang Qingyu, and finally Gong Nanbei and Han Tianwang chorus!

After these performances were over, it was almost eleven o'clock.

On the stage, the three staff members walked onto the stage holding a small box in their hands.

Han Tianwang is already drenched with sweat, but he is now in an exceptionally good state, interacting with the audience: "Next, it's the last show tonight! Live lucky draw, write a song for you!"

"It must be me this time!"

"It really started, it really started!"

"I watched the last video, hahahaha, if this wins me, I will be developed!"

"Get started!"

"Get started!"

The audience suddenly became noisy, and Han Yiming introduced the rules of the game with a smile.

"These three boxes correspond to the seating area, which row, and number! Are you ready?"

"Ready!"

"Ready!"

The audience below responded in unison. Han Yiming didn't talk nonsense. He reached out and took out a ping-pong ball from the first box, and the camera on the side aimed at the ball.

The letters above appear on the big screen, B!

"Congratulations to the audience in Zone B!"

"Yay!"

"Hahahaha, if this wins me, the ticket will not be bought for nothing!"

"It's coming, it must be me!"

The audience in Zone B cheered suddenly, and many people even stood up and cheered.

Han Yiming took out another small ball in the second box, pointed the number at the camera and said, "The third row!"

The audience in the third row suddenly felt that their hearts were beating violently, and there was a sense of tension waiting for the results after the exam!

The other audience also calmed down, staring at the third box, waiting for Han Yiming to announce the birth of the lucky one.

Han Yiming reached out and grabbed a ping pong ball in the third box, pointed it at the camera and said, "No. 15!"

"Let's congratulate, the lucky audience on the 15th row of the third row in Area B! Please come to the stage!"

The scene of the scene immediately turned over and the film was taken to the audience.

I saw a little girl looking lost, staring blankly at the ticket in her hand.

There are two little girls beside her, shaking her shoulders with excitement.

This woman grew up pretty, with a plump face, a little fat baby.

After seeing her face on the big screen, she reacted and screamed in excitement.

The two little girls who came with her also embraced her excitedly, happy for her.

The staff at the scene walked over with a smile and invited her to the stage.

Under the envious expressions of the people around, the little girl couldn't even go, and walked onto the stage in a daze.

Han Yiming smiled and held the little girl, and handed the microphone prepared in his hand to the little girl and asked: "This little sister, what is your name?"

"Hello, King Han, I am Chu Qingqing, I like you very much, and my whole family are your fans"

The little girl flushed with excitement, and Han Yiming smiled when she saw it, "Thank you, thank you for your family's support, we will write a song tailored for you, Qingqing, do you have any requirements for this song?"

The little girl's face turned redder, and she looked behind Han Tianwang.

Gong Nanbei was sitting there, holding Mu Ji in his hands, as if he had a warm male halo around him.