Entertainment: Kung Fu Emperor

Almost no one hesitated. The four mentors gave four full marks. This is the first time that the superstar program group of tomorrow has been established for more than 20 years. Even the champion of the past 20 years has not reached it. Through this achievement.

"Thank you four teachers!" Huo Ran bowed. He knew he had succeeded. Although he didn't know whether he could be promoted in the end, he conquered the most professional crowd and judged.

"From the second round, we will cancel the online voting group. Next, it will be the voting time for the media and on-site audiences. Please look at the big screen."

Zhiran took a sigh of relief.If the previous song caused a mistake due to his own noise problem, this time, there was no mistake at all. This time the score must be higher, right?

Shady, shady!

Suddenly, the audience in the audience yelled in the dark, frightening Huo Ran. He hurriedly looked back and saw that his media votes were still 16! The audience voted a bit more than before, with 378 votes.

Even the host did not expect that such a work that could be enough to enshrine the gods would only be supported by 16 media, or the 16 from the previous round.

The host stared at the media booth. If it weren't because it was a live broadcast, the host would have been swearing.

"Excuse me, what is the reason for you to give such a low score to this song that is enough to be a god?" The host's words were full of doubts, looking at the little fat man who just spoke.

In fact, the media are also moved, but there is no way, they are not the audience, the audience can turn around, you can't find who changed his mind, but the media is not good, their voting results are displayed on the big screen. .

They all receive money, and they can't take money to do nothing? Even if they voted for conscience.

Huo Ran is also speechless, is this true?

My own song that touched the four major judges and got a perfect score, but it was not recognized by the media.

Seeing that no one was speaking, the little fat man picked up the microphone with difficulty: "The reason I didn't give a ticket was that the song was plain and unremarkable, and there was not even a transition. It would be a shame for the song to appear in the semi-finals. "

"Fuck your mother!" Liu Hong slapped the table, pointed at the little fat man and started cursing. The director hurriedly turned off the microphone. If Liu Hong was allowed to curse, he would be finished.

Liu Hong's temper was undiminished, and he didn't mean to stop at all. He rushed to the stage and the director hurriedly entered the commercial. Only then did he organize this episode to continue to be broadcast live.

…Please ask for flowers………

Liu Hong rushed directly to the stage. Her microphone can be turned off, but the host's microphone can't be turned off, so he grabbed the host's microphone directly.

In other words, the host did not hide at all. As a result, not only Liu Hong was angry, but even the host was angry. This fat man is simply a double standard.

Just now I said that Huo Ran's songs have too much transposition and the skills are too high. Now that he has no skills, he has to say this. Even if he is collecting money, he cannot do that?

"Hello." Liu Hong confirmed that there was a voice in the microphone, and pointed to the fat man: "You come down, come, and I will give you a chance to challenge me."

The director team hurried up to pull Liu Hong, Huo Ran looked dull, he didn't know what he should do now.

"Boy, how much did you charge?" Liu Hong continued.

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