The Lord’s Little Cutie Is the Old Ancestor

Rehearsal on stage?

How come on stage without a song?

If Huanyu comes on stage and sings that song, it will be deemed plagiarism, and Diyu will definitely spare no effort to destroy Huanyu.

Boss Hao raised his head, and just about to speak, he was stung by the cold and contemptuous eyes of the staff member, "My team member is a little uncomfortable now, can you give us some more time..."

"Haha, the director said, if you don't participate in the rehearsal today, you won't have to participate in the finals tomorrow." The staff sneered, "Does plagiarizing a dog still have a face?"

After speaking, the staff left the lounge directly and closed the door heavily.

"What are you talking about! Say it again! You come back!" Mo hurriedly got up from the chair and rushed towards the staff member.

"Zi Heng, stop him!" Boss Hao shouted. At this time, there should be no more extravagance.

Yan Ziheng heard the words and quickly got up to stop the mad Mo Feng, "Don't be impulsive, now impulse can't solve anything, it will only make our situation worse!"

"You let me go!" Mo Feng stared at Yan Ziheng with crimson eyes, and pushed him away with all his strength, "Is it you! Say, is it you!"

"What? What is me?" Yan Ziheng was overthrown by Mo Feng. Fortunately, there was a sofa behind him, otherwise he would fall to the ground. He looked at Mo Feng puzzledly, not understanding why the other party suddenly sent his anger to himself.

"Did you betray the band? Did you sell my music to Diyu!" Mo Feng pointed to Yan Ziheng, his voice higher than that.

What?

Yan Ziheng betrayed everyone?

"Zi Heng? No?" Dou Zi didn't believe Mo Feng's words.

Boss Hao didn't take Mo Feng's words seriously either. He knew that Mo Feng had always sneered at the second generation of Yanzi Hengfu, and was even more dissatisfied with the fact that he was arranged to be the lead singer as soon as he joined the team.

"Mo Feng, don't talk nonsense, how could Ziheng..."

"I didn't talk nonsense!" Mo Feng interrupted Boss Hao, "I saw with my own eyes that after the second round, he and Pu Gong's agent went into the bathroom one after another!"

"What! Captain, did you see it?" Ike, who had been silent, suddenly asked emotionally, "What else did you see?"

Mo Feng's eyes pointed at Yan Ziheng eagerly, "I didn't think much about it at the time, I just thought it was a coincidence, so after seeing Pu Gong's agent followed Yan Ziheng into the bathroom, he went back to the lounge. rest."

Ike let out a sigh of relief without a trace, and then said, "Even so, it doesn't mean that Ziheng is a traitor. Maybe the traitor is someone else."

"Except for him, I can't think of anyone else!" Mo Feng said with a certainty.

"Hey! I said you were too much. Why would you say that my son Heng is a traitor! If you don't have my son Heng, your broken band wouldn't even be able to enter the second round. Just your bad temper and how many people have offended? Not all my son Heng gave you! Now, you are accusing him, do you have any conscience! I thought you were better, but I didn’t expect it to be so rubbish!" Standing in front of Yan Ziheng, there was also Yan Chenxi wearing a peaked cap.

"Yes, Mo Feng, don't get too excited, I don't believe Ziheng would do such a thing... After all, what did he do for him?" Boss Hao still questioned Mo Feng's words.