Domineering cute baby: president daddy, you devil!

"Damn, let's not talk about tens of millions. There are millions of them. They all lose?"

"No way! How can Qiao ChuChu's fans surpass her sister unless they give her a ticket

"One is more than 29 million, and the other is more than 30 million. How can I feel that the number of votes is so fake?"

Not to mention the fans, the guests on the stage were very shocked. Those guests who were assigned to tangxin group were very happy, because with tangxin's flow and strength blessing, they are sure to win.

The result did not expect, they not only did not win, but also lost to Qiao ChuChu, you know, just Qiao ChuChu they made a lot of mistakes.

But the result is settled, and they can't say what's impossible in front of so many audiences.

Tang Xin pulls out a smile and walks towards the host. The captain needs to go and extract the theme of the next performance.

Which one on the stage is not Tang Xin's true love powder? Seeing her obviously unhappy expression, how can you resist it!

"Black curtain!" A man opened his mouth, and then, in a deafening, neat voice, he cried out, "black curtain! Black curtain! Black curtain

The host panicked, but the voice of the audience had already overshadowed the voice of his microphone. Even if he wanted to suppress the chaos, he couldn't.

The host looks at Tang Xin and gives her a look for help. However, Tang Xin turns his head indifferently, as if he didn't hear or see anything,

At this time, the staff of the directing group ran up to Tang Xin and said to her, "sister Tang Xin, please see if you can control it a little bit..."

Tang Xin said, "sorry, it's not all my fans. I don't have the right to control them."

And the audience, see the director group of people come up to Tang Xin, the black curtain did not shout, changed to shout: "don't touch our sister!"

"Don't threaten her! How about counting the votes

"Lose money! We lost so many tickets! You give me a good calculation, in the end where can't compare with others

At this time, the face of the director group can almost be described by the palette.

One of the assistants looked at the comments pouring up from the live room and looked at the person in charge nearby: "otherwise, we say that the number of votes is wrong, so I'm afraid..."

"No! If we miscalculate this time, after that, can't we get the right number of votes? "

Assistant heart helplessly rolled a white eye, muttered: "really can't do accurate ah."

The person in charge rolled up the document in his hand and knocked her head: "you think I don't know how difficult it is, but this is the order of the leader. This time, the champion can only be Qiao ChuChu!"

The assistant turned her lips. Although she is not a fan of Tang Xin, people with long eyes can see that Tang Xin's heart beat better. Now she wants to make these dark scenes.

"That's the number of votes this time. Ignore the audience. Finish the recording

The person in charge has given orders, and they can only follow them.

So everyone on the stage can only be forced to accept the result, and the audience is even more anxious to see that they are really over.

Tang Xin raised his hand and finally picked up the microphone. The scene was quiet.

"This result, although not achieve what I want, but the game, there are losses and wins, very normal."

"I don't always want to win, I just... Don't want to lose." She laughed. "So next time, let's go for it and win it."