After being sent to the group show by rich parents, I exploded

Chapter 111 The Pinker the Clothes, the Harder the Cursing

"This not only wastes your ability, but also causes you to stay in your comfort zone all the time without making any progress."

After commenting on Lu Chenxi, Zhong Jingchen's death stare turned to Yin Jiaxue and Jiang Xinyue beside her: "You two are the same, from the first stage to the present you have been stagnant. Not only have you not improved, but you have regressed a lot."

Lu Chenxi didn't like to argue with others, Yin Jiaxue and Jiang Xinyue borrowed their courage, they didn't dare to challenge Chong Jingchen.

Therefore, all of them bowed their heads like quails and listened to the teachings with an open mind.

Zhong Jingchen also had no intention of embarrassing them, and after giving them some directions for breakthroughs and suggestions for improvement, he looked at Qin Miaomiao, whose eyes were all smeared from crying and turned into panda eyes.

"You don't have to feel aggrieved, because even if everything you said is true, Feng Yun switched the order of appearance with you after the rehearsal, and temporarily regretted it after going on stage. This is not an excuse for your poor performance."

Qin Miaomiao had already stopped sobbing, but when she heard that he not only did not intend to avenge herself, but instead blamed herself, her tears burst out like a broken dam.

The voice was also aggrieved: "Teacher Chong, I..."

Before she finished speaking with her throat closed, Zhong Jingchen made a 'pause' gesture, not giving her a chance to quibble at all:

"First of all, according to what you said, when you replayed the chorus for the first time, because you didn't know the charm, you temporarily regretted it, so you missed those two lines of lyrics, and no one sang those two lines of lyrics. Then I want to ask you, how about the second chorus? What are you doing while singing?"

"Why did you still leave those two lines blank and continue to compete with Feng Yun for words when you already knew that Feng Yun had temporarily regretted it?"

"At any rate, you came to this stage after many auditions. It's impossible that you don't even have the ability to adapt on the spot?"

"Or do you mean that you didn't actually participate in the audition at all, and you forced yourself in by throwing money at the back door?"

Qin Miaomiao's expression froze when he questioned her, and she even forgot to cry.

My mind is full of: ah... can these be said on the bright side?
You are the prince of Chonghua Entertainment!If you say this in public, aren't you afraid that the entire show will be ruined by the audience because it violates the principle of openness, fairness and justice?
In the live broadcast room, there was a lot of ridicule.

[Ask if you don't understand, is Mr. Zhong an undercover agent sent by the opposite company?How dare you say anything outside? 】

[Be bold, maybe Mr. Zhong has a grudge against this family! 】

[Hahaha help!Having read too many Ba Zong's articles, I have already automatically made up a lot of bloody and powerful dramas in my brain! 】

[The second young master of the Chong family said: I am really lucky to have you. 】

[But it's really cool to value brother's rational and well-founded slander!I would call it a walking green tea grinder!My Internet mouth can't be replaced! 】

Little did they know, Zhong Jingchen wished that all of Chong Minghe's unscrupulous shows would go bankrupt, so he had no scruples about picking people up.

Before Qin Miaomiao could answer, he had already started a new round of questioning:

"Secondly, if you hold a grudge because of Feng Yun's sudden repentance, and deliberately compete with her for lyrics and singing out of revenge, then it will be even more unprofessional."

"You're not only hurting Feng Yun alone, but your entire team, including yourself."

"Finally, if I'm not mistaken, when you scolded Feng Yun just now, you were obviously full of energy. Why do you have to use that kind of contrived singing that is about to die when it's time to sing?"

"This wrong way of speaking hurts the throat and hurts the ears. If this is your personal habit and you are still unwilling to correct it..."

Chong Jingchen spread his hands, looking helpless: "Then I can only tell you with regret that even if you don't miss or steal your words tonight, your performance will still be very poor."

"Because of your wrong way of speaking, your upper limit has been determined."

These words almost negated her from beginning to end.

Qin Miaomiao's face turned red and then pale, her eyes were swollen like walnuts, but she couldn't utter a single rebuttal.

He could only bite his lower lip tightly to prevent himself from crying again because he was too wronged.

Feng Yun at the side saw her full of make-up, trembling like a sieve, and even the "natural baby voice" that she had always been proud of was once again faked by Zhong Jingchen from a professional point of view.

The whole person is like a bereaved dog, in a state of desperation.

Don't mention how happy I am!
I couldn't help but snickered on the stage, thinking that you are still far from fighting with me!
As everyone knows, her complacent expression cannot be hidden from the eyes of the four instructors in the audience.

Before she could gloat over others' misfortune, Chong Jingchen's death gaze had slowly shifted to her.

The deep and magnetic voice is as if soaked in the newly melted snow water, clear and pleasant, refreshing.

His tone was harsher than when he criticized Qin Miaomiao: "Feng Yun, are you proud?"

Caught off guard by the charm of the roll call, the smug smile instantly froze on his face.

Chong Jingchen's criticism didn't stop for half a second: "Do you feel that you should at least perform better than Qin Miaomiao, who misses lyrics, steals lyrics, and has poor singing skills?"

"I feel that Qin Miaomiao interfered with my out-of-tune and broken voice, right?"

Feng Yun's eyes widened unconsciously, and she was so surprised that she even forgot to nod.

My mind is full of: Damn it!How does he know what I think?

Predicted!

As everyone knows, her expression has already betrayed herself completely.

So before she nodded, Zhong Jingchen, who had verified his conjecture, had already started a new round of rhetorical questions: "Then I would like to ask you, what is the matter with your face that is so stiff like a dummy the whole time?"

"What's the matter with your dance moves that are so soft that you haven't eaten for three days?"

"When you sing, you don't even dare to open your mouth presumptuously, because you are afraid that the shape of your throat and eyes will not look good, and fans will not like it?"

Every time he asked a rhetorical question, the complacency between Feng Yun's brows diminished a bit.

After asking the three questions, Feng Yun couldn't laugh at all.

I even wanted to cry a little bit.

And the smile on her face didn't disappear, it just shifted from her face to the faces of the melon-eating crowd in the live broadcast room.

[Hahahahahahaha!God damn it is afraid that the shape of the throat and eyes will not look good, fans will not like it, Mr. Zhong is crazy! 】

[The giant panda has to call the police on the spot when it sees Teacher Zhong!After all, he took all the bamboo shoots on the mountain by himself! 】

[Hahahahahaha help!Mr. Zhong, it is rare for you to wear such a pink dress today. Is it really appropriate to have such a vicious tongue? 】

[I jio very well, the pinker the clothes, the more swearing! 】

(End of this chapter)