Chapter 520 Ye Xingling, You Win

"Actually, Xia Yu is quite pitiful..." Someone whispered under the stage.

"That's right," someone else echoed, "She has been playing in the ring competition all day long, so she should be exhausted by now. The rules of the competition are a bit unreasonable. She sings like this from beginning to end, allowing the singers who come on stage later to wait for their work. It’s no wonder Xia Yu’s team gave her such a bad idea.”

"Xia Yu is just a singer. If the staff asks her to do this, she can't easily shirk it." There were more and more echoes, and many people were moved by Xia Yu's words. compassion.

Xia Ling stood on the stage and felt filled with emotion. It has been more than a year since I competed with this sister on the same stage. Unexpectedly, her acting skills have improved and she has become more and more proficient. She is no longer the little girl who would run away from the stage in embarrassment when someone threw a mineral water bottle.

However, no matter what, Xia Ling will not be merciful.

She looked at Xia Yu and her voice was as sweet as broken beads splashing jade: "That's how it is in the arena competition. The more you get to the end, the more tired you become. As a singer participating in the competition, you should always have this common sense. Why is it that when things come to an end, it's... Are you using this kind of common sense to shirk?" She said every word clearly and did not give Xia Yu any room to breathe. "The staff asked you to do something that was not in line with professional ethics. You can refuse directly. Since you did not refuse, you agreed. , you should take responsibility yourself instead of blaming it on the staff when someone discovers it."

Those words made Li Lei almost want to applaud her.

Their Xiao Ling is still the most powerful and well-founded. Once she stands on the stage, she is like a ruler dominating the world, with overwhelming momentum, attracting countless people to worship her.

Li Lei has long been a fan of hers.

Feng Kun's classmate Li Xiaolei, who had shining eyes, couldn't help shaking his head and sighing. Men who have turned on the wife-slave mode are really scary, and their IQs tend to plummet. Even as smart as Li Lei, he didn't realize that not everyone would buy Xiao Ling's aggressive talk on the stage.

Sure enough, someone in the audience had already said, "Did Ye Xingling go a little too far? Xia Yu already knew she was wrong. She was crying so pitifully. Why didn't she let her go?"

Another viewer said: "Although what she said makes sense, she shouldn't be so rude."

On the stage, Xia Yu cried even more bitterly when she heard the discussions.

"Xiao Ling is going to suffer." Feng Kun saw that the situation was not right.

Li Lei was awakened by him and became angry: "These ignorant people dare to bully my little Ling." He waved to the darkness not far away, and a plainclothes bodyguard walked out of the darkness, respectfully Respectfully ask for his instructions.

Li Lei whispered a few words to the bodyguard.

The bodyguard nodded and walked into the crowd. Not long after, bodyguards walked into the crowd from several directions and stood scattered.

On the stage, Xia Ling looked at Xia Yu crying coldly.

She also heard the discussion off the stage. Although some people praised her for what she said was right, there were also many people who asked her to just give up. How could she just accept it now? If she really accepted it, the crowd would leave with sympathy for Xia Yu. Then her all-out effort to expose Xia Yu would be in vain?

Moreover, it is time to give some people a correct view of things.

Xia Ling raised the microphone and said, "Don't blame me for speaking harshly, and don't blame me for being harsh. If today, you just sing out of tune or perform abnormally, I won't ridicule you, and I will even comfort you. However, lip-syncing alone won't do the trick. .Lip-synching is an act that touches our bottom line as musicians. In order to maintain the general environment of the forum, everyone needs to start from me and never tolerate it. Otherwise, it is blasphemy to music. Who are you qualified to say? Are you a musician yourself?”

She looked petite and petite, no more powerful than Xia Yu. However, her words were so powerful that people unconsciously wanted to bow and prostrate themselves.

This is the true aura of a queen, the extraordinary influence of a queen.

"Ye Xingling is right!" Someone in the crowd shouted loudly, "Everyone has a responsibility to maintain the music scene, and crack down on lip-synching, starting with me!"

Feng Kun recognized that the person who shouted was the bodyguard Li Lei had just sent into the crowd. It turned out that he had ordered them to support Xia Ling. But - "Li Lei, don't you think this word of support is very low?" Feng Kun couldn't bear to look at it directly. This is simply the slogan of the production brigade of the last century, okay?

Li Lei couldn't bear to look directly at them: "They are all bodyguards, rough guys."

The implication is that being able to shout such slogans has exhausted your best efforts.

As if in response, people from all directions in the crowd responded——

“It is everyone’s responsibility to maintain the music scene!”

“The fight against lip-synching starts with me!”

"Everyone has a responsibility! Starting from me!"

The momentum is getting louder and louder. At first, Li Lei's bodyguards scattered in the crowd responded. However, although these slogans were simple and crude, they were catchy and the effect was quite good. The Chinese people's nature of joining in the fun came into play, and soon, the slogans became more and more popular. More and more people began to join in and shouted slogans together.

Xia Yu wants to cry but has no tears.

The situation turned out like this, and she felt that she was powerless.

At the other end of the stage, Xia Ling looked at her with a light expression on her face, proud, clean, and untainted: "Don't use excessive fatigue as an excuse, I won't take advantage of you, and I won't eat you. Loss - I, Ye Xingling, won't let people say that I defeated you because of my good condition, if you are not convinced, we will have another match tomorrow."

How dare Xia Yu compare with her?

She was almost losing face, so she just muttered: "Ye Xingling, don't bully others too much."

"It's strange. When everyone is in the same state, how can I bully you in another competition?" Xia Ling smiled, "Xia Yu, why don't you accept this challenge? Say that you are not in good condition today, don’t say that I relied on my good condition to defeat you.”

Her voice spread far through the microphone. It was quiet and light, but it seemed to have an arrogant temperament, as if a goddess was coming. Everyone was holding their breath and waiting quietly for Xia Yu's reply.

Should we fight again, or just admit defeat?

Xia Yu's heart turned over and over again, and she understood deeply that no matter how many games she competed with, she would lose. It is better to lose someone once than to lose someone twice. Xia Yu hesitated for a long time and finally gritted his teeth shamelessly: "I am willing to admit defeat. Ye Xingling, you win this game."

There were boos under the stage again. The audience always took the fun seriously, so seeing her admitting defeat like this made them feel a little bored.

"Get out! Get out!" I don't know who started it, and started shouting again, "You still lose when you lip-sync, get out!"