Chapter 70

Zhou Linna smiled coldly, put away her mobile phone, and with the votes they had pulled, xiner's cousin could increase several times as long as she tweeted.

The barrage in the studio was soon occupied by Li xiner's fans.

Knowing that Zheng Yuan is a relative of Li xiner, she tries to discredit Gu Weiwei's black swan.

[the black swan is so ugly! ]

[jump so bad! ]

[black swans are ugly, cast white swans]

[amateurs compare with other people's majors, and look for abuse]

On the stage, Gu Weiwei's micro rotation, kicking and big jump are almost perfect.

However, the studio is full of rhythm supporting Zheng Yuan, the white swan.

Zheng Yuan stood aside and watched Gu Weiwei's face grow worse.

Layman can't see it, but she knows that Gu Weiwei's every action is as good as her professional dancer.

She underestimated her strength.

Ji Cheng watched Gu Weiwei perform on the Mingming stage, but all of them supported Zheng Yuan. Zheng Yuan's votes were also surging.

Although a few rational passers-by fans praised Black Swan for its better performance, they were all drowned in the swearing of Li xiner's fans.

"Thousands, how many people can your cousin pull for us?"

Luo Qianqian has a cousin who is the game anchor. His popularity is not bad. He pulled all the votes just now.

"I'm afraid not much." Luo Qianqian bit his teeth and whispered, "I'll call my father and go to his microblog."

"All right, all right, you go." Ji Cheng nodded repeatedly.

Thousands of dad is a little famous songwriter, several singers have sung his songs.

With his father's Micro blog, please send someone a micro blog, it should also be able to pull a lot of people to Pico.

Zhou Linna and Zhu Xiaoqin look at Zheng Yuan's votes, which are several times as many as Gu Weiwei's, and smile smugly.

"Don't give up. How can you catch up with this number of votes?"

"If we do not rely on canvassing votes and strength to compete with these means, it is not certain who loses or wins." Ji Cheng said.

Weiwei is no worse than Zheng Yuan at all. If Zheng Yuan had not been famous in ballet for so many years, who has a high vote is not sure.

Now they find lixin'er, a popular little flower in the entertainment circle, and pull the ticket. It's really hard for them to catch up with her.

Just then, a boy wearing glasses enters the backstage and sees Ji Cheng politely asking.

"Who is muwei, please?"

Ji Cheng looks up and says, "slightly on the stage. Since you are here to find her, take your mobile phone and vote for her."

She said, guiding the spectacle man to vote for Gu Weiwei. Now it's one more vote.

Zhu Xiaoqin looked at her and laughed at her.

"Such a ticket is required. Do you want me to lend you my mobile phone and vote for her?"

The optician is pulled by Ji Cheng to vote, and makes a phone call backstage.

"San Shao, people are still at school, but it seems that they are playing live games with people, voting or something."

"What are you waiting for? Send it to me in the studio!" The man at the other end of the phone shouted impatiently.

The spectacle man quickly hung up the phone and shared the live room.

Luo Qianqian after the phone call and glasses man brush back backstage, "my father is in a meeting, it will take half an hour to call me back."

"But it's over in a dozen minutes."

Zhou Linna smiled triumphantly and said sideways.

"Xiaoqin, think about what work we will arrange for our temporary assistant tomorrow."

As Zhou Linna and Zhu Xiaoqin were getting ready to celebrate, the students in the dance class suddenly shouted excitedly.

"Up!"

"Up! The Black Swan 's vote has skyrocketed! "