Chapter 133: Promising man

Chapter 133 Promising Men
Taiyinzi is listening to it anyway.
Of course, it is not really lying on the ground, just a relatively intuitive feeling - this is not because this guy sings in fact very ugly, even ran away in the middle, the tail section even began to cry, and finally almost no sound.
It’s the hopeless guy in his eyes, when he stood on the stage, when he faced hundreds of spectators in the studio, facing thousands of people in front of the camera... more viewers, starting When you peel off your heart without reservation.
This guy began to change—not to the extent that he was so shiny that he could make him a black soul messenger, but this moment obviously has an appeal.
Obviously, this hopeless waste... took a step towards becoming a promising man.
At the end of the studio, his boss showed a smile at this moment - Taiyin knew that his bet was already a win-win situation.
I didn't expect to be self-defeating... I knew that he wouldn't secretly let Zhuge glimpse the true meaning of Nanako. I didn't expect this to be a trial for the rebirth of Zhuge.
But human beings are a very magical animal. As long as they have undergone a degeneration, the spirits are completely different. As a monk, he naturally also has a method of observing people.
"Master... I lost." Taiyin lowered his head.
The old ghost bachelor, at first, he bet that he quietly moved his hands and feet in order to win. With the luck of luck, he felt that even the boss of the club would be beyond his reach, and he would not always pay attention to the actions of the black soul messenger outside - obviously Do not.
Tai Yinzi can't help but think that the black soul messengers in front of him have experienced his situation and his own small abacus.
He followed Black Soul 9 for a while, and felt that the ability of this ‘big bang’ was extraordinary, but it was somewhat unbelievable to be able to remain loyal. But then I saw the horror of the night... and the club boss’s ability to know everything secretly.
It seems that in the long river of time, how many black soul messengers are not without rebellious hearts, but they are all exhausted by this sense of powerlessness. In the end, they can only go to the performance with one heart--the road of no return Let's go.
"I don't want to wait for Zhuge to deliver the soul when I decide to win or lose?" Luo Qiu asked curiously.
The Taiyin shook his head and said: "There is no need."
Anyway, the little action will be known... The next time I am afraid it is not ‘you once, I am once, it’s as simple as it’s.’ Tai Yinzi knows that the boss of the club has quite a few beats.
However, as a five-year-old ghost, he was beaten by this young man, which made him feel a bit awkward.
It is the more you live, the more you go back... or the five hundred years of sleep, the world has developed too fast, and the modern people’s thinking mode has long been less than the ancients of five hundred years ago.
More sincere!
But see Luo Qiu turned and quietly left at this time, Taiyinzi: "Master, you... Where are you going?"
"The guest's request has been completed, of course, going back."
Luo Qiu's black cane on his handle took a circle, then took a hat and turned and opened the security door of the studio: "There are guests to see."
When the Taiyinzi glanced, he continued to look at Zhuge here, or follow him back... Give a statement!
Suddenly, there was a thunderous applause in the studio. I don't know when it started, someone stood up.
It was like a mushrooming scene of high-speed fast-forward, and one after another the audience began to stand up. They gave a strong applause.
The flash is constantly, and the cheers in the studio are deafening. Zhuge has the feeling that the whole body is hollowed out, and the legs are soft and sit on the stage.
He did something that he had never imagined in his life, an incredible thing... what happened in just a few dozen minutes.
I don't know why.
"This feeling... seems to be good." Zhuge had this idea subconsciously, but soon, Zhuge got up and he didn't have time to feel it, to respond to the enthusiasm of the audience.
He didn't feel that he belonged to this stage, and there was a more important place waiting for him to go.
"Thank you, thank you all... I, I am going to find her. Goodbye!" Zhuge took the wheat and nervously slammed it tightly, and ran out of the stage outside the studio.
"Come on!!"
"Be happy!!"
"Young man!!"
"Good!!"
That's some, let the voice of the people...
......
"It's him! It's this dead fat man! He stunned me and robbed me of the opportunity to stage!! I have already called the police!! You all grabbed me!! I will not let him go!!"
However, Zhuge, who was running in a panic outside the studio, suddenly met Chen Jiaming who did not know when he was awake.
His colleague.
Not only him, but another colleague next to Chen Jiaming... Because it was Zhuge, not Chen Jiaming, who was found on the stage, so he ran to the background and found the sleepy Chen Jiaming, why did he wake up?
Not only that, but around Chen Jiaming, there are two TV station security guards.
"Don't run!!"
The ghost doesn't run... How can I do this crazy thing? Zhuge turned and ran, not to say how much regret he regretted. He just thought that today is really crazy.
Um... I don’t seem to be chasing it?
Zhuge looked back at the subconsciously, but saw Chen Jiaming, who had been chasing him. He didn’t know when he fell to the ground. The four people probably fell down at the same time and suddenly fell together. ... Zhuge looked, how can I continue to stay, and quickly ran.
"Grandma's... I have already lost a bet, and at least I have become more promising. Let my first performance become good."
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My name is Nana.
Yes, at the beginning, I was called Nana.
From the beginning of my consciousness, I was in a very small and small place, dim, and where I could not see anything. Until one day, suddenly, the world became brighter.
I saw a different color from the darkness in a rectangular frame... I saw something weird. Later I knew that this is the face of a person.
Some strange things started to flow into my body.
I started to know that I was called Nana, and that I saw it, and later I knew his name. He was called Zhuge.
From then on, every day, every day, every day, I can see him.
Zhuge will give me a lot of clothes, and will give me regular foods. I don't know what the so-called food tastes, but they will turn into light, flow into my body, then I I will feel a feeling of satisfaction.
He will continue to talk to me, he will keep in front of me, showing a variety of expressions.
But that magical rectangular frame doesn't open all the time.
When it is closed, I will continue to fall into the boundless darkness... Every time I have a particularly strong idea.
I want that box to open and I want to see that person.
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