The real daughter was spoiled by the sick villain
Chapter 311 Liu Despicable
It was the first time for her fans to see her dance so many dances for such a long time, and the live broadcast room was filled with excitement. Carnival and Rockets paid her for free, and instantly generated 10,000+ credits.
In the audience, her little sister group even crazily promoted her, canvassing votes and attention, and even used all their strength to attract foreign aid, so that they all watched the live broadcast and cheered for Zhang Liu.
Ding Weining felt that Zhang Liu's people had no rules, winning or losing all depended on shouting, and the result was not obvious, so she mobilized her talent on the spot, and stood aside with her mobile phone in her hand, "I think Su Lan's dance looks good later, stand by me Here, those who support Zhang Liu, go to her side."
In the live broadcast room, she also hung a banner on the public screen, those who support Su Lan, give gifts to her account, and those who support Zhang Liu, give gifts to Zhang Liu, so there is a clear comparison, and the result is obvious.
She set the rules, and everyone began to stand in line.
Upstairs in the teaching building, Lu Yingshen downloaded a vibrato video on his mobile phone that had no extra software for thousands of years, and then directly clicked into Ding Weining's live broadcast room. Looking south, Lu Yingshen's hand pressed on the carnival without letting go. opened.
In fact, he really wanted to remind him friendly, young master, there are three thousand pieces of this shit.
you so...
But think about it, his young master spent 100 billion on Su Lan, do you still care about this?
Stop Liao, stop Liao.
Ding Weining's live broadcast room was maxed out by an ID swiping carnival, and many viewers complained, "Fuck! We can't see Su Lan dancing clearly because of swiping!"
"Can you stop for a while? I want to watch my goddess dance!"
"The goddess's classical dance is so fairy-like! You have to watch it even if you scratch it! Woohoo..."
Su Lan also danced several dances, Zhang Liu can dance well, she can dance, and dances better than her.
The audience seats in the audience and the audience's reaction in the live broadcast room all showed that Zhang Liu's dance practiced for ten years was not worth mentioning in front of Su Lan!
When Su Lan changed her clothes and left the stage, Zhang Liu's face was all white.
The slap marks from Su Lan are still there, but her face is pale.
Zhang Liu stared at Su Lan in disbelief, "How is it possible...it's impossible! So what if you have learned dancing? I have practiced for ten years!"
Su Lan looked at her indifferently, "I won."
"I have learned dance for ten years, how can I dance worse than you?"
"I won."
"No, you should lose! Su Lan, you should lose!"
Su Lan didn't mind raising the decibels a bit, and told her word by word, clearly, "I won."
There is no cheating, it's all about audience choice.
Zhang Liu's eyes were full of unwillingness, she bit her lip and rushed forward, "Su Lan, I still want to compete with you! The Department of Acting is not only learning dance, I also want to compete with you..."
"Liu Liu, don't compare, it's been all morning, and you are tired from dancing." The little sister beside her persuaded with a guilty conscience.
It's not that they are cowardly, but that Su Lan is too strong!
Zhang Liu's dance is already the best in the acting department, but in front of Su Lan...the difference is still obvious!
Don't ask for trouble, do you?
"Go away!" Zhang Liu pushed her away and stopped Su Lan, "Don't even think about leaving, I still want to compete with you, I'm not willing to lose like this!"
Su Lan glanced at her phone, it was 11:30, half an hour before lunch time, she agreed frankly, "Okay, I'll convince you to lose, what else do you want to compare?"
Everyone thought that Zhang Liu was going to make a big move, and when she was struggling to die, there was a look of malice in her eyes, "I still want to compare with you, our friend, who is more powerful."
In the audience, her little sister group even crazily promoted her, canvassing votes and attention, and even used all their strength to attract foreign aid, so that they all watched the live broadcast and cheered for Zhang Liu.
Ding Weining felt that Zhang Liu's people had no rules, winning or losing all depended on shouting, and the result was not obvious, so she mobilized her talent on the spot, and stood aside with her mobile phone in her hand, "I think Su Lan's dance looks good later, stand by me Here, those who support Zhang Liu, go to her side."
In the live broadcast room, she also hung a banner on the public screen, those who support Su Lan, give gifts to her account, and those who support Zhang Liu, give gifts to Zhang Liu, so there is a clear comparison, and the result is obvious.
She set the rules, and everyone began to stand in line.
Upstairs in the teaching building, Lu Yingshen downloaded a vibrato video on his mobile phone that had no extra software for thousands of years, and then directly clicked into Ding Weining's live broadcast room. Looking south, Lu Yingshen's hand pressed on the carnival without letting go. opened.
In fact, he really wanted to remind him friendly, young master, there are three thousand pieces of this shit.
you so...
But think about it, his young master spent 100 billion on Su Lan, do you still care about this?
Stop Liao, stop Liao.
Ding Weining's live broadcast room was maxed out by an ID swiping carnival, and many viewers complained, "Fuck! We can't see Su Lan dancing clearly because of swiping!"
"Can you stop for a while? I want to watch my goddess dance!"
"The goddess's classical dance is so fairy-like! You have to watch it even if you scratch it! Woohoo..."
Su Lan also danced several dances, Zhang Liu can dance well, she can dance, and dances better than her.
The audience seats in the audience and the audience's reaction in the live broadcast room all showed that Zhang Liu's dance practiced for ten years was not worth mentioning in front of Su Lan!
When Su Lan changed her clothes and left the stage, Zhang Liu's face was all white.
The slap marks from Su Lan are still there, but her face is pale.
Zhang Liu stared at Su Lan in disbelief, "How is it possible...it's impossible! So what if you have learned dancing? I have practiced for ten years!"
Su Lan looked at her indifferently, "I won."
"I have learned dance for ten years, how can I dance worse than you?"
"I won."
"No, you should lose! Su Lan, you should lose!"
Su Lan didn't mind raising the decibels a bit, and told her word by word, clearly, "I won."
There is no cheating, it's all about audience choice.
Zhang Liu's eyes were full of unwillingness, she bit her lip and rushed forward, "Su Lan, I still want to compete with you! The Department of Acting is not only learning dance, I also want to compete with you..."
"Liu Liu, don't compare, it's been all morning, and you are tired from dancing." The little sister beside her persuaded with a guilty conscience.
It's not that they are cowardly, but that Su Lan is too strong!
Zhang Liu's dance is already the best in the acting department, but in front of Su Lan...the difference is still obvious!
Don't ask for trouble, do you?
"Go away!" Zhang Liu pushed her away and stopped Su Lan, "Don't even think about leaving, I still want to compete with you, I'm not willing to lose like this!"
Su Lan glanced at her phone, it was 11:30, half an hour before lunch time, she agreed frankly, "Okay, I'll convince you to lose, what else do you want to compare?"
Everyone thought that Zhang Liu was going to make a big move, and when she was struggling to die, there was a look of malice in her eyes, "I still want to compare with you, our friend, who is more powerful."
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