Lord Huo, your little flirt is acting like a spoiled brat again

Chapter 92 Who is the Champion?

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Mu Qingge suddenly regained his spirits, and after a long time, is this vicious woman the third runner-up?

He smiled.

Seeing Mo Xuanya approaching him aggressively, with a look of cannibalism on his face, he couldn't help but smile cheaply, "Congratulations, Mo Xuanya."

Oh little queen~
The dance is so powerful, the popularity is so prosperous and high!
It turned out to be only No.3!
"Bitch!"

Mo Xuanya made a mouth shape. She was indeed a little disappointed when she took No.3, but this was nothing compared to the turbulent emotion she wanted to beat up Mu Qingge.

There are still two pages in Mu Qing's singer, and with his many years of singing and dancing experience, Su Xing'er's dance is definitely the champion.

But he opened the second page, "The runner-up, Su Xing'er?"

With doubts in his tone, Su Xing'er walked towards him, he was stunned, and couldn't help asking Su Xing'er, "Why are you No.2?"

He clearly gave Su Xing'er full marks!
Where is her champion?
Which item was robbed?

During the live broadcast, Mu Qingge didn't care about it, so Su Xing'er had no choice but to remind him, "The runner-up is very good, I will continue to work hard, Mu Tianwang."

You are on stage, don't be too casual, right?

Huo Beihan was in the background, frowning, his little thing danced so well, how could he be second?

Behind him, the producer and director were trembling.

This master didn't know why he came, but the aura suppressed them so much that they were covered in cold sweat.

Mu Qingge pursed his lips, no longer entangled in doubts, but he flipped out the last page of the script and said casually, "Champion, Qiao Yu."

Who is Qiao Yu?

He doesn't know.

Both Su Xing'er and Mo Xuanya's expressions changed.

"Why is she?"

Mo Xuanya's eyes widened.

Su Xing'er frowned and looked to the other side of the stage. Wia was slowly rising, and a woman wearing a peacock skirt and a mask was being helped up.

She could no longer walk normally, and with the support of others, she walked up to Mu Qingge and smiled friendly at him.

Mu Qingge smiled awkwardly.

Standing on the upper right of Su Xing'er, she was a little excited, she couldn't help crying, and said a lot of words that she couldn't believe, which made the judges and the audience cry.

After she finished speaking, the audience needed time to calm down.

She lowered her head and glanced at Su Xing'er, who was lower than herself, with a provocative look in her eyes, "Su Xing'er, can't you think of it?"

In the end, she was the one who crushed her and Mo Xuanya and won the championship!

The corners of Su Xing'er's lips rose slightly, and her eyes were extremely oppressive, "Qiao Yu, it's not you who danced the peacock dance."

Qiao Yu sneered, "Why do you say it's not me? Could it be that you are the only one who can win the championship and no one else deserves it?"

"You really don't deserve it."

Su Xing'er raised her chin, even though Qiao Yu was taller than her, she still looked down on her evil spirit.

Mo Xuanya couldn't bear it even more, and questioned on stage, "Qiao Yu, you didn't perform on stage last time, how did you make it to the finals? Was it you who did the peacock dance just now? Your foot didn't hurt Can't even go on the road?"

Mo Xuanya's cannon-like voice immediately attracted everyone's attention.

The audience also asked questions, "Yeah, didn't Qiao Yu not even dance in the third round because of injury? How did he make it to the finals?"

"That's right! This is too intriguing!"

"The champion should be our Xing'er's wife! This kind of jade can't compare to her at all!"

Hearing the doubts from the audience, Qiao Yu's eyes were poisoned. She hated Su Xing'er to death.

(End of this chapter)