Mo Shao’s Heart-warming Favorite: the National School Grass is a Girl

"After waiting so long, it finally started!"

"Laughing, I think you guys are waiting for so long to see a joke!"

"Hehe, how can you say that, what if someone really wins the prize?"

On Weibo, a group of people were chatting and talking while watching the live broadcast.

In the past, although everyone liked to watch the live broadcast of the Golden Melody Awards, it was the first time it was so lively as this year!

As for the reason, everyone knows it well.

They came to watch a joke this time!

Compared with the excitement on the Internet, the atmosphere in Huaqing University is much lower.

All the people sitting in the classroom seemed to have lost their fighting spirit, sitting there listlessly.

"Hey, the live broadcast has started, do you guys see it?"

"Look at a fart, the male gods have already given up, and look at the wool!"

"Whoever wants to see it, I don't want to see it anyway!"

But despite what they said, these people quietly took out their phones and watched the live broadcast.

What if, what if there is a miracle?

"I said Boss, why are you suddenly interested in this thing?" Bei Feng was really puzzled.

Who doesn't know that Boss Mo has always hated the entertainment industry the most?

People in their position, of course, understand how dirty the entertainment industry is, so Mo Yuan has an innate resentment towards the entertainment industry since he was a child.

But what the **** are you now, you still take the initiative to care about this?

I'm afraid this is a fake Master Mo!

Mo Yuan was really annoyed by him, so he glanced at Bei Feng coldly: "If you talk again, I will sew your mouth!"

Bei Feng: Boss, you have changed. You weren't like this before...

Duan Hao took a deep look, there was something deep in his eyes that made it hard to see what he was thinking.

Mo Yuan is like this...a bit dangerous!

Su Chen didn't know everything that happened outside, and she didn't bother to think about it.

Before coming, she had carefully studied the sequence of the Golden Melody Awards, and knew that it was about to be her turn to sign up for the Best Newcomer Lyricist Award.

She leaned back on the chair unhurriedly, with the cold eyes under the brim of her hat, randomly looking at the people around her.

It can be seen that there is a trace of tension on the faces of A Ming and Brother Li next to them.

His body straightened unconsciously, and his fists were also clenched tightly.

They have saved so many years, all for today!

They also want to see if this award will ultimately fall on their heads.

Soon, after receiving the last award, the hosts started a new round of news.

"Any good song cannot be separated from a beautiful lyrics. Then..."

"Waiting for an hour, it's finally here!"

"Brothers are all ready, see you on Weibo of Young Master Eleven!"

...

Those who watched the live broadcast were also excited at the moment. They have made an appointment in advance, as long as the Eleventh Young Master fails today, they will ridicule!

You should be your online singer, you are not worthy of such a high-end place!

The students of Huaqing University also raised their hearts at this time.

Who will win the prize, is it possible to be a male god?

While everyone was eagerly waiting, the host slowly opened the envelope. After taking a look at the content inside, a flash of surprise flashed across his face.

Obviously, they never thought it would be this person!

However, the good qualities of the host helped them quickly regain their sanity, and continued to say: "This year's best newcomer lyricist award is..."

"Eleventh son!"