"Eh, eh, shall I make a question?"

LAN yinuan looked surprised. His curved eyes followed and bent for a few minutes.

"Yes!"

The host brought people to the stage and the root artists met face to face.

"Any question is OK?"

"Yes!"

The host is very sure.

"Then it's up to me to decide who's first?"

"Yes!"

LAN yinuan deliberately narrowed his eyes and scanned every artist.

Everyone is very nervous. No one knows what problem this person will have.

But there's no way.

The national university training program group is so abnormal, and this link every year is really full of accidents. After all, no one is sure who is invited, so the questions are strange.

Some groups are clearly the last, which may directly become the first. Some people are the first. They may miss the first inexplicably. There can be all kinds of accidents you want and you can't think of!

The artists began to be nervous and stared at LAN yinuan.

"Cousin!"

LV Yan subconsciously shouted to attract LAN yinuan's attention. Unfortunately, LAN yinuan didn't look at her, but attracted the hatred of artists and everyone.

"God, it's Lu Yan's cousin!"

"It's over. There won't be any accidents this time."

"Gee, this program is so dark!"

"Hey, I knew that Xia's home game must be bad for us."

"It's almost home!"

"The worst thing is Xiaoxi. She's really powerful. Now she has to take the second place. It's really oppressive."

"Yes, I'm so angry if I want to, but Xiaoxi is really calm!"

"Well, it's much better than that LV Yanqiang. That man can only scream. If he is unhappy, he will make a big noise. How do you think our Xi hall is n times stronger than her!"

"It's not worth it for me!"

"It's not worth it!"

Not only the artists, but also the audience feel unworthy.

"Did someone shout cousin?"

"The sleeping trough is really a black curtain!"

"Then my Xi hall is more than a fart! It's bound to lose!"

"Hug me, morning and morning, there are too many dark scenes!"

"Rongmei, cry in my brother's arms. They're black. We won't play with them!"

All kinds of bullet screens were brushed out, and the fans were almost angry.

"Why is there such an operation?!"

"Cousin, what the hell? This is fraud!!"

"It's so dark that it can't be any darker!!"

Although angry, we still stared at the screen, because there was still a little hope in our hearts.

The host smiled: "then, please make a question?"

LAN yinuan nodded with a smile and then looked at everyone: "then I'll ask you a question!"

The artists immediately held their breath.

Ask questions??

What's the question??

If it's popular science, everyone still has a chance. If it's private, don't say anything. Just go home.

"Who is the person who just gave Xia Xi the score and played the piano music of the devil's Trill?"

As soon as the problem arose, everyone was hoodwinked.

Who is playing the piano??

Fuck, who knows? It's dark. Everyone is in their own lounge. Although there are spotlights, they only illuminate Xia Xi and Ling Haotian. The piano is so hot. Who knows who that person is!!

Everyone is depressed.

Fuck, it's neither common sense nor private problem. It's obviously equal opportunity, but no one knows the answer!!