Chapter 92 Gold Broker Style

She still took Li Lei's special plane and secretly returned to China.

Everything seemed calm, and no one knew where she had been during this time except for a few senior executives of Tianyi.

News of her voice's recovery was closely guarded. In order to paralyze the emperor, Li Lei ordered Jie Mu to enter and leave the apartment building on time every day with a stethoscope. Every time she left, Jemie had a worried look on her face, as if she couldn't do anything about her throat.

The day of the arena competition finally came.

That night, the Lingang Stadium was crowded with fans from both sides and spectators.

Xia Ling wore a silver-blue gauze and satin performance costume. Accompanied by Sister Maina, she slowly entered the venue in a white Lincoln extended limousine. On both sides of the driveway, countless reporters and crowds greeted each other - no, it shouldn't be said that they greeted each other. In addition to the flashes and shutter sounds of reporters, there were also many curses: "Ye Xingling, you You are so shameless and dare to show up!"

"Ye Xingling, my Xiaoyu will make you lose ugly!"

"Yes, I will let you get out of the entertainment industry tonight!"

"Ye Xingling, get out of the entertainment industry!"

"Ye Xingling, get out of the entertainment industry!"

Xia Yu fans, as well as the huge number of fans of Queen Xia Ling, shouted slogans one after another. Even more excited, he tried to break through the blockade and throw mineral water bottles and rotten tomatoes at the Lincoln, but was stopped by the on-site security guards with great difficulty.

Xia Ling sat expressionlessly in the back seat of the Lincoln, the breeze blowing through her long hair and sending those dirty words into her ears.

Sister Maina glanced at her worriedly: "Are you okay?"

"Do I seem to be someone who is easily defeated?" The more she was scolded, the more her fighting spirit was aroused!

Sister Maina looked at her slightly raised chin. The arrogant curve was like the arrival of a goddess. She was born with her own aura and did not pay attention to the comments of the people around her. So, Sister Maina was relieved: "Yes, how could our Xiao Ling be defeated so easily?! It's Xia Yu who should get out of the entertainment industry."

"Sooner or later she will get out of the entertainment industry." Xia Ling said lightly.

Although her tone was plain, it represented her strong determination. Xia Yu is not suitable for singing at all. Her so-called moving singing voice is all synthesized for her by mixing masters in the recording studio. Even her popularity today is borrowed from her deceased sister. Xia Ling couldn't tolerate someone who had betrayed her using her name to cheat.

One day, she will settle this account with Xia Yu!

And in tonight's arena match, she will teach Xia Yu a lesson.

The Lincoln limousine stopped slowly.

Xia Ling, escorted by Sister Maina and a large number of bodyguards, walked along the red carpet and onto the brightly lit arena.

In the arena, Xia Yu has been waiting for a long time.

"Ye Xingling, you are finally here." Under the spotlight, Xia Yu was wearing a princess dress, her expression was pure and innocent, just like a real princess. However, what she said was a hidden secret, "I'm very happy that you can come. Not everyone has the courage to stand here after scolding my sister."

Xia Ling just looked at her coldly and didn't respond.

Sister Mai Na accompanied her on stage. At this time, she took the host's microphone and said to Xia Yu: "First, Xiao Ling has never scolded your sister; second, I advise you to be happy while you can. Please be happy for a while, after all, after the competition is over, you will have to apologize and write a self-criticism to our Xiaoling."

As soon as the two sides met, they faced off tit for tat, with swords and swords flashing.

In the audience, some fans of Xia Yu were already shouting and cursing: "Who is this woman? Why are you talking about my Xiao Yu?!"

"That's it! Smelly woman!"

"Oh, my Xiaoyu is so pitiful..."

There was a commotion in the audience, and everyone was complaining about Xia Yu. In comparison, the fans of "Ye Xingling" were weak on their own. Even if they tried their best to cheer, their voices were muffled by Xia Yu's fans.

A proud smile appeared on Xia Yu's lips.

Ye Xingling, let me see how long you can keep pretending that I am what people want!

She stared at Xia Ling carefully and asked the most critical question: "Why don't you speak? Why do you want your agent to speak on your behalf?"

A trace of imperceptible panic flashed across Xia Ling's expression.

Sister Maina answered on her behalf again: "Xiao Ling has been feeling unwell recently and her voice is not very good. The doctor told her to talk less. She came to sing this time because she was ill and she has to take care of her voice. Before she officially starts singing, all questions will be answered. Let me answer it for you.”

I see! Sure enough, Ye Xingling, this bitch’s voice hasn’t recovered yet!

What is answered by the broker? They're all excuses! The truth is that she is still mute, unable to speak at all, let alone sing!

Xia Yu was happy in her heart, but she pretended to be aggrieved on the surface: "Ye Xingling, why didn't you tell me earlier that you were sick? We could change the time to compete. You have a bad voice. What's the point even if I win?"

"Yes," the host said, "Ye Xingling, if your throat is uncomfortable, why didn't you tell us in advance and waited until you were on stage to say it? In this way, even if Xia Yu wins, others will say that she can't win. Wu." This host was hired by the emperor with money. He received many benefits from the emperor, and all his words were directed toward Xia Yu.

After being provoked like this by her, the fans in the audience were filled with indignation: "That's right, that's right! Our Xiaoyu pretends to be sick when she can't sing! I think Ye Xingling is scared. Do you think she can escape by pretending to be sick?"

"So despicable! So shameless!"

"Ye Xingling wants to gain sympathy, bah! Xiaoyu is the really weak and sickly one!"

"That's it! That's it!"

A new round of denunciation began.

Sister Maina was so angry when she heard the torrent of curses from the audience. This group of idiot fans seemed to feel distressed when Xia Yu pretended to be sick, but Xiao Ling had just recovered after her throat was hoarse. But they all scolded her for pretending to be sick!

However, even if there are thousands of scoldings, she will not let Xiao Ling be wronged, let alone Xia Yu, a white lotus, take advantage! Sister Maina looked at Xia Yu's hypocritical face and smiled with utmost sarcasm: "Do you know why Xiao Ling didn't say in advance that her throat was uncomfortable?"

"Why?" Xia Yu was stunned when asked.

"Because," Sister Maina said clearly every word, "there is no need to use all my strength to deal with you."

Arrogant! Too arrogant!

The audience in the audience exploded. This woman simply put Xia Yu's face on the ground naked and stepped on it! The reporters were all excited, and the flashlights kept clicking. They already knew that sparks would fly in this arena, but they didn't expect that it would be so intense and explosive even before the song started!

"Quick! Send out a press release! Live broadcast!" A reporter on the scene called his own media excitedly, "The title? The title says "The Queen of Tianyi, Sister Mai Na, reappears as a gold medal agent and stands up to protect Ye Xingling" ! What? You said that public opinion should be on Xia Yu’s side? Fuck Xia Yu, Sister Mai Na’s words are so cool! I’m starting to look forward to Ye Xingling’s counterattack!”