Luo Fei quickly turned sideways, dodging the outstretched hand,

The complexion is even colder.

"Mio, I..."

Ding Peiran was a little at a loss, looking at Luo Mio, his throat was dry and hoarse.

"Let's go on stage first, it's up to you."

Luo Mio took a step back, his expression wavering.

"Yes, Pei Ran, don't be willful, it's up to you, what's the matter later."

Chai Ke gritted his teeth and glared at Luo Mio viciously.

unwillingly persuaded Ding Peiran.

He was clearly doing it for his good.

But he's...

Pursing his lips, he couldn't figure out why it had become like this.

Ding Peiran wanted to say something, but the staff outside eagerly ran in.

Grab him and drag him outside.

This is a live broadcast and cannot withstand the wind and waves.

I can't even open the skylight.

Luo Mio sat down in her seat and looked at the screen.

Ding Peiran, who was caught up on the stage, was not in very good shape.

Could have behaved better, but there was a flaw.

But overall, it's still very good.

And he was lucky.

Someone in the back played more than him.

"Before I knew it, the last contestant had finished singing, and it was time for us to decide our temporary fate tonight."

The host stands on the stage.

Staring at the audience, his tone was excited.

"In the next round, which is the semi-finals, who do you expect to enter?"

"Whoever you support, please vote for whoever you have in your hand, and now, voting begins."

As the host's words fell.

The curtain on the stage changed to the names of the ten contestants.

A blue histogram appears after each name.

Above is the number of votes shown.

There is no suspense.

Luo Mio is still far ahead in the votes.

In the previous few games, Chai Ke was chasing behind Luo Mio.

This time it's third.

The second is Ding Peiran, who is also okay with abnormal performance.

Luo Mio raised an eyebrow.

Yu Guang stared at Chai Ke behind him.

The complexion is very ugly.

His eyes were filled with disbelief.

Apparently he himself didn't expect this to happen.

He sings very well.

It is said that what kind of master there is, what kind of powder there is.

Chai Ke's fans were also shocked when they looked at this data.

[How is it possible, how can the number of votes for our little cutie be so low, is someone swiping the ticket.] ]

[Needless to say, Luo Mio is raised with a backstage, and Ding Peiran is a rich second generation, so it's strange that they don't have a shady scene. ]

[Ran Ran fans, the fans of Chai Ke in front of you really don't have a B number in your heart? ] His votes are so low, not all thanks to you. ]

[That is, he does it everywhere, ruining the popularity of passers-by, making people not want to vote, and accusing others of being sick.] ]

[I'm a passerby, I really can't stand it, Chai Ke's group of brain-dead, can you watch a good game, it's annoying.] ]

There was a lot of noise on the barrage.

The results of the third round are in.

The host looked at the name of the leader.

Smiling.

"There is no doubt that the first place is our Luo Mio male god again, let us congratulate the male god and win the first place three times in a row."

"Let's look forward to seeing if we can set another record in the semi-finals."

The results are announced.

Tonight's game is over.

Luo Mio looked up at the person standing in front of him with a tangled expression.

I want to yell.

Can you be like a man!

Don't be so mother-in-law.

"Mio, I, I..."

Ding Peiran opened his mouth for a long time, and I didn't come out for a reason.

I blushed my face first.

Luo Mio frowned, looking a little impatient.

"What the hell is going on with you, I'm busy."

Ding Peiran felt the other party's displeasure, and his heart was crossed.

"You don't want to be with that person, you want resources, I'll give them to you."

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