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

At this moment, Zhao Xinhao slumped on the sofa like a puddle of mud, and his eyes watching the video became extremely hollow.

Cold sweat covered his forehead at this moment. If you observe carefully, it is not difficult to find that his lips are still trembling.

How is it possible, how is it possible! !

He kept repeating this sentence, but his brain was still blank.

He couldn't figure it out. If Su Chen could write such a good song, why didn't he show it in the last competition?

This makes no sense!

But no matter what he thought, Su Chen did use her talent to slap everyone in the face!

Those who watched the live broadcast were all dumbfounded at this time. Su Chen stared blankly at the TV, standing in the center of the stage.

How could it be, aren't you Jiang Lang's only exhausted?

How can you write such a good song?

Even those of them who deliberately wanted to find Su Chen uncomfortable, after listening to Su Chen's songs, they couldn't help but want to cry.

Not to mention, those fans who liked Su Chen from beginning to end.

"Ouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu, how can God be like this!"

"Made, I can't help crying as a big man, what do you want to do?"

"The paralyzed person, who said that my son Jiang Lang was the only one? Just ask if your face hurts!"

"Will Jiang Lang be exhausted? Open your dog eyes and see, my son doesn't want to be familiar with you!"

...

The wind direction on the Internet changed at this moment. Said that Jiang Lang, the Eleventh Young Master, was exhausted? Oh!

Those who had mocked Su Chen before, looked at this group of crazy fans, and silently quit Weibo.

They are also desperate, why are they always the ones who get slapped!

This feeling is so sour!

And those celebrities who have been sitting in the mountains watching the tigers fight, now all have such expressions that they have known for a long time.

They knew that it was harder than going to the sky if you wanted to see Eleventh Young Master's fun!

Look, look, you got slapped again this time, right?

Can you keep a long memory like us!

Some people are simply not something mortals like us can afford. Isn't it good to avoid them?

...

No matter how noisy it is outside, the live broadcast will continue.

The host wiped the tears from the corner of his eyes and came to Su Chen's side.

Next, is the part of the judges' comments.

The host looked at the eyes of the four judges, which was also full of joking.

It is not difficult for anyone who knows a little bit to guess that all the turmoil of this time is the credit of these judges!

As a fan of Su Chen, how can he not help his idol slap his face back?

The judges were shocked after noticing the host's gaze.

Paralyzed, the face has been slapped back, there is no need to whip the corpse anymore!

Unfortunately, their prayers were ignored. I saw a mischievous sneer on the corner of the host's mouth, and then...

"Four judges are here to comment on this song!"

Judges: "..."

We comment on a fart!

Regardless of whether it is from the two aspects of writing or arranging, the quality of this song will not be lower than that of the glorious mission.

However, that glorious mission won an award, this one... How can they be qualified to judge!

For a while, the expressions of these four judges were ugly to the extreme!

Some people are happy and some are worried, and the fans of the Eleventh Young Master see this scene, without misfortune and happy misfortune.

"Let you dig a hole for my son, aren't you really awesome?"

"Oh, I said there was no surprise last time, isn't this surprise big enough? Was it a surprise? Was it unexpected? Isn't it exciting?"