When the contestants heard Mo Wushuang's words, they looked at Mo Wushuang speechlessly:
"Who are you? How dare you hit Wang Xuefei."
"Don't you know that Wang Xuefei is the singer with the highest score in these competitions?"
"Wang Xuefei's strength is undoubtedly strong..."
Hearing this, Mo Wushuang looked at the contestants present in surprise:
"Are you sure that Wang Xuefei is the singer with the highest score in these competitions?"
Some time ago, Wang Xuefei was clearly a woman who was tone-deaf even when singing children's songs!
"Of course it's confirmed. This is a live broadcast. There is audience supervision, so it can't be fake."
The assistant next to Wang Xuefei immediately said without hesitation.
Mo Wushuang frowned and looked at Wang Xuefei with unclear meaning.
How could a tone-deaf person learn to sing in a short time and get the highest score in every competition?
"Are you sure it's Wang Xuefei who is singing on stage?"
"What are you talking about? If it's not Wang Xuefei, is it you who sings to her?"
"This is a fair singing competition. Which contestant doesn't have any ability?"
"Wang Xuefei used to be a singer. Isn't it normal for her to get the highest score when singing?"
Seeing that many contestants were speaking for Wang Xuefei, Mo Wushuang calmly asked:
"Have you forgotten that Wang Xuefei's appointment as a substitute singer was a hot topic some time ago?"
Some contestants immediately criticized Mo Wushuang rudely:
"Things on the Internet are true or false. Who knows whether what is said on the Internet is true."
"That's right, our program team is in live broadcast mode, and we rely on our strength to speak for itself."
"We only believe our eyes."
After hearing this, Mo Wushuang glanced at the contestants calmly, with an incomprehensible expression.
The assistant next to Wang Xuefei immediately looked at Mo Wushuang with disdain and said angrily:
"I see, some people can't afford to lose!"
"I deliberately pick on our Xuefei here, and want everyone to target Xuefei."
Hearing this, Mo Wushuang looked at Wang Xuefei and her assistant with unclear meaning:
"In this case, let's rely on our strength to speak!"
Wang Xuefei smiled and said: "That's natural."
Mo Wushuang casually found a chair and sat down, watching casually as Wang Xuefei led her assistant into the separate dressing room.
It seems that during this period, Wang Xuefei not only won over the contestants who did not want to participate, but also became very confident because of her strength that everyone recognized.
Half an hour later.
The game officially begins.
Mo Wushuang found Wang Xuefei walking out alone wearing a mask.
But, strangely, her little assistant didn't come out with her.
Logically speaking, shouldn't this little assistant serve Wang Xuefei all the time until Wang Xuefei comes on stage to compete?
Mo Wushuang glanced at the independent dressing room with an unclear expression, stood up and walked to the independent dressing room.
Wang Xuefei, who was wearing a mask, saw this and suddenly stretched out his hand to block Mo Wushuang's way:
"what are you up to?"
Mo Wushuang raised his eyebrows and smiled seriously:
"Of course I want to go to the dressing room."
"There is a dressing room here, and that dressing room is for my exclusive use." Wang Xuefei said dissatisfiedly.
Mo Wushuang sighed: "Sister Xuefei, you are my cousin!"
"This is a public dressing room. What I dislike the most is this kind of dressing room. There is no privacy at all."
"As my cousin, isn't it right for you to lend me your dressing room?"
"I'm just your cousin, not your mother, so why should I spoil you?" Wang Xuefei retorted sharply.
Mo Wushuang looked at Wang Xuefei who was speaking fiercely, and clearly felt Wang Xuefei's resistance, and the corner of his mouth curled up with unknown meaning:
"As you said, didn't you say before that you treat me as your own sister?"
"Did you lie to me when you said you treated me as your own sister?"
The more she is not allowed into the dressing room, the more it means there is something wrong with the dressing room.
Maybe, hidden in this dressing room, is the reason why Wang Xuefei suddenly became an excellent singer.
Wang Xuefei snorted coldly:
"Mo Wushuang, because of your instigation, my mommy has divorced your daddy, and you still have the nerve to mention this to me."
"Do you know how pitiful it is for my mother to have a prenatal check-up alone because she is pregnant with your father's child because of your viciousness?"
Hearing this, the melon-eater immediately looked at Mo Wushuang with a reproachful expression.
"Oh? Really?" Mo Wushuang spread his hands helplessly: "I remember that my dad has asked your mommy to have an abortion. After all, your mommy runs to the male model club every now and then."
"Who knows, whether the child in your mother's belly is the male model's or my father's?"
"You and your mommy don't want to bully my dad, an honest man, into taking over."
As soon as Mo Wushuang finished speaking, all his condemning eyes immediately turned to Wang Xuefei.
Wang Xuefei felt the gossip-filled eyes and clenched her fists angrily:
"Mo Wushuang, don't slander my mommy."
Mo Wushuang said casually:
"I still have the video of your mommy cheating on my daddy and cuckolding me. If you are afraid that I will slander your mommy, I can post these videos and photos online and let netizens help me analyze them... "
"Are these photos and videos real or synthetic?"
"Don't try to use fake videos and photos to slander my mom and mislead everyone!" Wang Xuefei said in an angry tone.
Mo Wushuang sighed: "I never thought about wronging your mother."
"I hold the idea that I will never wrongly accuse a good person, and I will never let go of a bad person, so I ask everyone to help my dad analyze it carefully."
"If these photos and videos are all fake, then I have to persuade my dad to take your mommy home as soon as possible."
"If it's false, then you and your mommy have been eating, drinking and using our food all these years. How are you and your mommy going to compensate my dad?"
"It's my turn to perform on stage and I don't have time to argue with you lunatic."
Wang Xuefei dropped these words and immediately turned around and walked towards the stage.
Mo Wushuang looked at Wang Xuefei's back as she almost ran away, with a mocking smile on her lips.
The other contestants looked at Mo Wushuang curiously, then at the back of Wang Xuefei who left in a hurry, and then gathered together to whisper.
Mo Wushuang ignored everyone's whispers, found a place with a good view, sat down, and watched Wang Xuefei's performance on the stage.
Wang Xuefei stood on the stage wearing a gorgeous mask and fairy-like stage costumes. She sang and danced with a microphone. Her singing and dancing were very eye-catching, and the stage effect was also very good.
The audience at the scene clapped enthusiastically and waved light sticks, while the audience in the live broadcast room showed their love for Wang Xuefei by showering them with rewards.
Because this is a stage for masked singing, neither the audience at the scene nor the audience in the live broadcast room knew that the person wearing a mask on the stage was Wang Xuefei.
The rules of this competition are that those who are eliminated will take off the mask on their faces, and those who advance do not need to take off the masks on their faces, and then say
Let the audience guess who will advance and maintain the popularity.
Of course, when the game comes to an end and the top three are determined, the winner will finally take off the mask from his face.
The singer who wins the championship in this program will have a very high gold content.
Because of the competition scores in this program, not only the judges give scores, but also the audience on site and in the live broadcast room can give scores to the singers.
While Mo Wushuang was deep in thought, he looked at Wang Xuefei, who was singing and dancing on the stage, and her breathing was still very steady, with an obscure light flashing in her eyes.
