Metropolitan Super Deity

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"However, Wang Ziming is not so easy to deal with. {щww{suimеng][lā} Behind him is the Dou family. Although Yanjing is not easy to provoke, the Dou family is not easy to provoke, because of the Dou family’s influence, It's in Yanzhao."

"Producer Yang is right. We can't afford to offend either side. We have to think of a compromise."

"By the way, it’s better to make the voting system of the semifinals and finals public, and use soft sister coins to vote, and the money from fans’ votes is donated to charity in the name of the program group. In this way, the program’s voting system will be donated to charity. The reputation is established, without offending the two of them, and grabbing the first place with their own ability. What do you think?"

"That's a good idea, Lao Yang, you really have you! Let them fight each other, let us watch the excitement in the middle, and we won't be affected by the fish pond, and we can finally get a good name for charity."

"That's it, I'll go and publish this news through the media immediately."

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After half an hour, Wang Ziming was suddenly awakened by a despicable phone call.

"Damn! Despicable, what time is this? You almost scared me to death by calling."

"It's getting late, you should get up and go to the TV station. Also, today's voting system has been changed. It is fans who vote with soft sister coins. Whoever has more votes can enter the finals."

"What are you kidding me about? Yesterday I only gave the TV’s Yang producer 10 million. He said yes, let Lao Tzu enter the finals as the champion. Why are you doing something wrong now?"

"This is normal. I told you that Jiang Yingxue is not easy to provoke. You don't believe it, do you believe it now? Jiang Yingxue's backstage, if you insist, it's no good to fight her."

"Damn it, this bitch. But I'm not afraid. I have a lot of stupid fans. Even if my finger drops two drops of blood, they will go crazy for me and donate money to me desperately. Now Isn't it easy for me to be a champion? They are clever and mistaken by cleverness. It's just a pity that these old people have made more money."

"You don't have to worry about that. They dare not do it blatantly, saying that the money will go for charity."

"It doesn't matter, I will go to the TV station, the finals, or even the championship, I am determined to win!"

At nine o'clock in the morning, several celebrities participating in the competition came to the TV station one after another. Everyone has an independent lounge and dressing room. It is forbidden to enter the place. Ling Fei and Mu Qingcheng bought audience tickets for the recording scene and went to the auditorium to wait for Jiang Yingxue to appear.

Jiang Yingxue was still practicing the song, waiting for the makeup artist to come and put her makeup on. After a while, the door of the room opened gently, Jiang Yingxue did not look back, and said while memorizing the tune:

"It's Sister Bai, I'll put on makeup later, there are some tunes that I can't handle very well."

But after speaking, no one answered. She couldn't help but feel a little confused, frowning, and looking back, she was facing Wang Ziming's eyes.

At this time, the distance between the two of them was only ten centimeters, and Wang Ziming looked like a peerless man, and put on a sunny smile.

In his heart, he was slightly proud.

‘Little bitch, don’t you think this handsome guy has you in the bag? At that time, I watch this game, who else is my opponent? ’

But Jiang Yingxue didn't do what he thought, instead, she was taken aback, and she immediately retreated vigilantly.

"Wang Ziming, what are you doing in my room?"

There was a slight embarrassment on Wang Ziming's face, but he disappeared quickly, took out a rose from behind, and smiled lightly:

"The game is about to start. I am worried that you are nervous, so I will come to see you and send you a flower. I hope you like it."

Jiang Yingxue said indifferently:

"Thanks, but I don't need it, and I don't want others to have any misunderstandings. Please take back your flowers. The game is about to start. I also want to memorize the score again. Please leave."

A sharp light flashed in Wang Ziming's eyes, but he was hidden again.

"Jiang Yingxue, let's be honest, in fact, this young master has been fond of you for a long time. Our royal family is a big family of Yanzhao. If you are nice to me, I will never treat you badly. In the future, you will be the young grandmother of the Wang family. I guarantee that you eat delicious foods, drink spicy foods, and have a lot of resources. If you slowly climb here, when will you be tall? Everyone knows that we are in this industry and eat youth rice. How much youth can you waste? I."

"enough!"

Before Wang Ziming finished speaking, Jiang Yingxue stopped him coldly and said:

"Wang Ziming, you can leave smoothly. You should take your waste farts and leave them to your mother."

There was a hideous look on the handsome face of the prince.

"Grass! I fell in love with you, that is to give you face, you actually ignore me so? I really am Wang Ziming, is it muddy?"

"what you up to?"

"What? I'm going to **** you now!"

With a tiger leap, Wang Ziming stepped on Jiang Yingxue's sofa and rushed over.

But he just fell in front of Jiang Yingxue, before his feet touched the ground, Jiang Yingxue sneered, quickly rolled up the music in his hand, and then slammed his crotch!

"Wow~!"

Wang Ziming's face changed on the spot, tears and nose scratched, and his face was even more exciting than knocking over the sugar, soy sauce and vinegar.

Jiang Yingxue didn't use much strength, but Wang Ziming himself was still on the way of falling, so his own weight also increased the damage from the attack.

He clutched his crotch, bent over, and his body was trembling and unable to move.

Jiang Yingxue took the rolled up notebook tube again and slammed him **** the head.

"what--!"

Wang Ziming immediately separated a hand to cover the back of his head, and his pain was extremely painful.

"Huh! You bastard, you dare to use this lady's idea, when my husband was robbing relatives in front of the martial arts sect in the world, you still don't know where to have a love affair with the little girl, idiot."

Wang Ziming looked at Jiang Yingxue with resentment:

"Well, you Jiang Yingxue~www.readwn.com~ You dare to be so cruel to this young master, wait, this young master will never spare you lightly, you are dead! You are dead!"

"Dare to threaten me? I think you have not endured enough, come again."

Jiang Yingxue snapped the rolled up book and knocked it hard.

The book was rolled up like a wooden stick, and it was painful when it smashed. In addition, Jiang Yingxue himself had a little practice, and was stronger than an average man. Wang Ziming screamed again and again, holding his head in both hands, and fled in haste.

When opening the door, he was kicked by Jiang Yingxue, kicked directly on his ass, kicked him to the wall of the opposite corridor, and made the whole person have a close contact with the wall.

After finishing, Jiang Yingxue spit and closed the door heavily.

Wang Ziming almost collapsed in pain.

"Well, you Jiang Yingxue, the two of us, Liangzi, are settled. If this young master doesn't let you kneel and beg me, I won't be Wang Ziming."