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Chapter 12 Eight hundred pacesetters run to the North Slope!(2/2)

"I have never learned any talent. The director called me here in a hurry and I didn't have time to practice anything, so I thought of singing. But I have never learned to sing. After thinking about it, rap is the only one that can be simple.

Some. In order to change it to a rhythm that is more in line with rap, I chose a very rhyming sequence."

She looked at the camera, tilted her head slightly, and smiled: "Don't you think it looks like rap at all? I think it does. Eight hundred pacesetters ran to the north slope, and artillery soldiers ran side by side to the north..."

Her rap live broadcast once again made the audience in the live broadcast room burst into laughter.

[No doubt about this little cutie, this is very rap~]

[Help, does she think what she sings is really rap? I suddenly have the same expression as He Menglong’s hesitation to speak]

【Hahahahahahahahahahaha~】



After another hour, all anchors finished their first stage performances, and the live broadcast was temporarily suspended to give the contestants some time to rest.

More severe live broadcast challenges are still waiting for them.

Taking advantage of the break, many news about He Huanxi were revealed by other anchors.

"Don't talk nonsense about me. She was originally a historical consultant. Later, some anchors in the program had some issues, so the director brought her in to make up the numbers. She has nothing to do with the director of Jijijili."

"Also, among those historical consultants, He Huanxi has the best appearance. People who don't know better think she is a trainee of a girl group who came to participate in the talent show!"

"As for the small note and card, someone heard the conversation between He Huanxi and Wang Xuemei. He Huanxi clarified in person that what he got was the signature of the director, and there was no small card at all. All the classmates in their class knew that Wang Xuemei was too jealous.

She is spreading rumors."

Wang Xuemei stood outside the tea room, lowered her head, gritted her teeth, clenched her fists and left.

If He Huanxi had told her earlier that she was chosen by the director, she wouldn't have said anything nonsense.

She could clearly clarify it in advance, but she never told her because she wanted to deliberately embarrass herself.

We are all classmates. Even if she is wrong, just tell her directly. Why bother to make trouble outside?

She was unwilling and unconvinced.


Chapter completed!
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