"Look at Xiao Tian Hou, Yuxuan Leng also sent a video."
"No way"
"Really, go and jack it up."
It didn’t take long for the popular singer Yuxuan Leng’s image of pure jade girl to debut, and it quickly attracted a large number of fans. The perfect image was pure and without any gossip, and it soon became the goddess in the hearts of all otaku.
The video is playful and cute. Yuxuan Leng sells cute and sweet videos, and they are quickly pushed up by fans as soon as they are sent out.
I’ve been playing crazy since I came here. One person was drunk and called Mai. After Yuxuan Leng joined in, he set off another wave of climax.
Looking at the development trend, Jiang Wei’s face turned black, thinking that the next step was to take suluo out. Who thought that suluo had sent a small video and easily resolved his elaborate offensive? Now it has evolved into a people shouting wheat carnival.
Jiang Wei really wants to scold her, but now is not the right time, even the popular diva has joined in. At this time, no matter how good the article is, no one will pay attention to it.
Endure not to be reconciled, but also wait until these tasteless people play crazy and then insert a few knives, constantly thinking about how to write, criticize and scold Jiang Wei, hiding himself like a poisonous snake, spitting letters in the shadows and waiting to attack.
In the evening, Brother Bao was lying in bed and constantly brushing Weibo. Although suluo didn’t care, Brother Bao knew that this was a real big trouble.
I didn’t expect it to be resolved so easily, and the music form of shouting wheat was completely pushed out. Even the little diva played, and it was too big to say anything.
The next day, the gun brother went to suluo anxiously. "Look, look, look at the small video. One person was drunk and blew up the Weibo circle. It made a big noise. Even Yuxuan Leng, a little girl, shouted and picked it up."
Suluo took a look at Brother Bao and put you in a hurry. "What’s the matter? Follow the process. Wait until the deadline is up, and then see who forwards the comments and evaluates one or two or three people to give prizes."
Brother Bao said, "What award is that you write songs and you play for real?"
"Yes, is there a problem?" suluo said.
Brother pao also said that the prize was a spoof. It turned out that he was serious
"Let’s go to the studio first. There are a lot of things to do." suluo said with a face of so-called
"Ah, three songs. You are not kidding." Brother Bao looked incredulous.
"Go easy, little things" said the two of them rushing around again.
Knife elder brother, a fan group in suluo, mocked and praised God while brushing Weibo. "Isn’t praising God saying that your daughter-in-law sings well? Why can’t I find your daughter-in-law video?"
Praise God, "Get out, get out, I didn’t know it was so fierce. It’s worse than an egg when Yuxuan Leng participated."
"Ha ha ha ha ha ha"
"Who’s leading now?"
"I also asked that the first one must be the goddess Yuxuan Leng, and there are other fights."
"Can Luoshen really write songs as prizes?"
"nonsense, look at the joke and you will know that it is serious."
What kind of divine logic is this
In the evening, the deadline for activities arrived in suluo, checked the war situation, ranked and then sent Weibo.
"Thank you very much for your active participation, netizens. You are so talented. There are many wonderful creative limits.
Up to now, the forwarding volume and comment volume are respectively
First, Yuxuan Leng was drunk by himself.
The second cute baby Tang Yike’s baby is drunk by drinking milk alone.
The third senior high school liberal arts student was drunk by one person.
Very, very, very important thing to say three times. Thank you for your participation. I have sent a private message to these three Weibo. Please check it when you see it. Please contact me immediately after receiving it. I will write a song award according to your wishes. "
When Weibo came out, there was another riot.
"Look at the results of the game."
"The first is the goddess of cold. There is no suspense."
"suluo seems to be writing a song. What if the cold goddess refuses to write it?"
"Ha ha ha ha that’s great."
"I’m looking forward to what songs suluo will write."
It wasn’t long before suluo received a reply from Mengwa Tang Yike’s baby mother. She said that there was no requirement. It would be easy if the children’s songs were suitable for children to sing.
When I contacted the cute and funny senior three students again, it seemed that the class was still full of words and couldn’t make up my mind. Finally, a teacher decided, "Hello, suluo, I’m their class leader. These children love to fool around. Let’s just say that they will graduate soon, and it won’t be long before they leave. Just write them a graduation song."
"Hello, teacher, what’s the name of your school? Oh, oh, what’s the good thing? Okay, okay, I get it. Hey, nothing. They’re really great, really great."
Hang up and know what song to write.
The last one left seems to be a popular superstar, but he hasn’t replied yet. I don’t know what to do. Let’s wait.
On the other hand, Jiang Wei couldn’t help it any longer. Another article was thrown out.
"Ridiculous a group of vulgar people carnival I don’t know the so-called also held a competition Liba carnival I really don’t understand who you are more vulgar than.
A popular star looks fresh and refined, but he didn’t expect to degenerate and play this kind of vulgar music.
A group of high school graduates don’t study hard in their youth, but they are brainwashed by these junk music. They are almost adults, and they can’t even tell the difference between the essence, the dross, the good things and the bad things.
What’s even more exasperating is that even parents bring their little dolls to play with such junk music since childhood. What can you expect from her?
It’s just an accident that Yu suluo pretended to write a song as a prize. It’s just a real thing. I’m not willing to keep my feet on the ground. I don’t know what songs you can write at your level
Our music level is so backward. In the final analysis, there are too many people like you.
What, these post-90s generations are becoming more and more unbearable, that is, they accept too much dross, their thoughts are degenerating, their morals are lacking, the times are progressing, and you are retreating. Your generation is the worst I have ever seen, and it is simply a beat generation.
What’s the scarcity of excellent circles in our music circle? There are too many grandstanding people like suluo. What’s the reason why our country is inferior to those developed countries is that your ideas have corrupted the younger generation.
Can’t you see foreign teenagers, foreign entertainment circles and foreign economy?
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