Amid the screams of screams from the audience.

Sang Nuan suddenly bent her knees and thuds, kneeling on the stage.

A dancer who was 90 degrees lowered actually knelt on the stage like this.

She lowered her waist and actually knelt on the stage.

As soon as this action came out, the whole stage was silent for at least 2 seconds.

Immediately afterwards, thunderous applause sounded instantly.

Zhao Gan almost slapped his palms.

"Damn it! Junior sister, I'm so lucky!"

JD: "Nothing! She is not afraid of hurting her waist!"

At this moment, what Pei Zehan thought was...

Tsk...

Not easy to describe.

That is, I suddenly realized that my wife's waist was so good, and she exuded some of her thoughts.

Um.

Yes.

Just the idea.

Then, I wanted to catch Sang Nuan back into the villa and beat him up.

Do you dare to do such a dangerous move? Don’t you want to die?

The audience outside the field has been completely attracted by Sang Nuan's Shock action.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

"Damn! Damn! Damn! Sang Nuan's waist is the waist of an alien, it hurts when I look at it."

"I feel that Sang Nuan team is going to win the championship. Although Qin Miao team is of equal strength, they have no memory points in their performance. They are not as visually impactful as Sang Nuan team."

...

Yu Song, hiding in the dark, couldn't help but take out his cell phone, opened the official live broadcast platform, and voted out all the votes in his hand.

Then clicked to share and directly share it to your friends circle.

Let me say: "If you want to have a salary of 16 at the end of the year and don't work overtime, just vote."

As soon as he sent it out, his phone started to vibrate before he could exit WeChat.

"Yu Shu Yu Shu, I'm not mistaken. The last group of that link is yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes

6 exclamation marks are enough to express the other party's shock.

Who is it?

Sang Nuan has been to HG headquarters.

The senior management knows her name.

The link was sent from him again.

Anyone with a brain knows what to do when thinking about it.

"It's what you think."

The other party did not return.

Yu Song refreshed his circle of friends.

Then, I see-

Minister of Public Relations, Minister of Personnel, Secretary of General Administration Office, Minister of Entertainment...

The senior leaders forwarded it uniformly.

The copywriting is all in one sentence: No. 11 is the boss’s wife, and those who do not commit suicide will die!

Yu Song:...

Nowadays, bosses are so exaggerated, aren’t they low-key?

Yu Song pressed the phone to knock it out and looked at the direction of his own president.

Thinking about it, although the president never said that he would help his wife canvass votes, he guessed that his affairs should be done to the president's heart.

The year-end bonus that was deducted will likely be made up.

If the president is still stingy with him, he will ask his wife for help.

The wife is his life-saving umbrella for sheltering from the wind and rain.

At this moment, a drum-like applause suddenly erupted from the stage again.

Yu Song immediately looked up and saw his wife, like a fairy in the dark night, with her ethereal voice and her charming dance posture. Even though he saw each other well, his face turned red at this moment. He lowered his head unnaturally.

Pei Zehan had a bad face throughout the whole process.

Sang Nuan’s dance was his guidance, and changing the prelude to a breathtaking melody was also his suggestion.

At that time, he was just thinking about how to make Sang Nuan win the championship and make her happy.

Although he was very frustrated, he endured it for his wife to be happy.

But I didn't expect that there was such a big gap between imagination and reality.

He is almost suffocating now.

Zhao Gan was still on the side and was not afraid of big troubles.
Chapter completed!