The Lord’s Little Cutie Is the Old Ancestor

"Look at what they sing!"

"Yes, if it is the same as Pu Gong's tune, then disqualify them and make them public. I have never seen such a shameless one!"

"I said, the director team shouldn't give them time anymore, they can have any good songs."

"That's it, wasting our long time! Otherwise, I will be able to call back early."

Offstage, the cynical voice of the staff of the program group reached the ears of the four people on the stage and Boss Hao.

Even the director of the show showed a look of contempt after meeting a few of them, "Warning you, "This is idol" is an absolutely fair and just show, and we absolutely don't allow any non-compliance. So. If your next song has any similarities with the tune of Pu Gong, we will disqualify you."

This time, Boss Hao did not sit in the auditorium, but stood directly below the stage, looking at the director with extremely firm eyes, "We sing our own songs, which are completely our own!"

At this time, the manager Pu Gong, who had been staying at the TV station, walked in and sat in the auditorium in the first row behind the directors' staff, so that he could watch Boss Hao in his spare time.

Pu Gong left after the rehearsal, because there were other Diyu artists recording the show on the TV station, he went to visit the class and took a look, so he has not left yet.

Unexpectedly, he unexpectedly learned that Huanyu did not withdraw from voting.

Not only did he not quit, but he went on stage for rehearsal instead.

This news made Pu Gong's agent very surprised and surprised.

Originally, he thought that Huanyu was delaying time, and everything was done. They had no songs, and there would be no songs in a short time. There is no way to rehearse without a song, and the end result is that they quit.

As a result, not only did he not quit, but he went on stage to rehearse.

Hearing Boss Hao’s words, Pu Gong’s agent let out a sneer, “Why are there always people in this world who don’t recognize the reality? I’ve made it very clear, and the opportunity has been given to you. Now, I People are here. Once I hear any infringement from you, I will immediately contact the company's legal affairs. This time I will not give you any more opportunities."

Boss Hao looked towards Pu Gong’s agent without changing his face, "I also tell you, that song, we will definitely not give up. It’s just that now our Huanyu is too weak, yes, our arms can’t twist our thighs, but Who said that we Huanyu did not become thighs! I believe that day will come soon!"

Pu Gong’s agent laughed sarcastically, “Okay, I’m waiting for that day, but I’m afraid you won’t be able to wait any longer! I want to listen to it. In just 30 minutes, what good tunes can you make? !"

"Okay, then wash your ears well!" Boss Hao sneered.

Seeing Boss Hao's confident look, the director of the program group nodded perfunctorily, "Okay, prepare in all aspects, lighting."

On the stage, Yan Ziheng and the others were very nervous, and there was a sheet of music in front of them.

There is no way, time is too tight. They have only been familiar with the tune twice in total. They didn't even remember the lyrics, and there was no way to perform without the score.

Fortunately, after this period of intensive training, a tacit understanding has been formed between their players. In the case of reading the score, you can reluctantly finish the song smoothly.