Chapter 188

No, maybe the singing skills of the bar singers and dancers are better than that of Lin Meijia.

Seeing the audience staring at her indifferently, Lin Meijia walked back to the center of the stage in embarrassment, barely maintaining a smile, but secretly clenched her fist.

Hum, what kind of audience are you choosing this time? You are not enthusiastic about her dance at all. Do you have any appreciation level?

in the heart of discontent, Lin Meijia works harder to twist her body. This time, she is no longer facing the audience, but the fat and bald middle-aged uncle of Taichung Central Committee, the judge under the stage.

That man is her godfather, Zhao Lao. He is a famous elder in the music circle. All the judges want to sell him face. This time, she accompanied him for a month, just to ask for a champion commitment, even if that group of humble stupid audience don't know how to appreciate, the champion is still her in the end!

Thinking of this, the smile on Lin Meijia's face was even more proud. She also put out her finger to hook the middle-aged fat man, indicating that he should not forget each other's commitment.

After receiving Lin Meijia's teasing, Zhao Lao, sitting under the stage, narrowed a pair of obscene small eyes, grinned the corners of his lips, and returned with a gesture of "you can rest assured".

The music gradually became slow. After finishing the last few moves, Lin Meijia walked back to the center of the dance floor with her high-heeled shoes. She put on her last sexy posture and slowly fell down with the central lifting platform.

"Oh, my little ancestor," said Lin Meijia, as soon as she came down from the elevator, her agent rushed over with a look of anxiety and hatred: "didn't I ask you to prepare and rehearse before?"

"What's the matter? Can't I sing well?" Lin Meijia frowned and impatiently pushed away the agent, took the tea prepared by the staff in the morning, and went straight to her workshop.

"Well sung?" The agent sighed helplessly. Since there was such an artist, she sighed more and more times.

Although Lin Meijia has beauty and figure, knows accident, and has a sweet mouth, she is very good at coaxing the big guys to be happy and make them praise her. She has made a lot of money in a short time.

But the agent has worked in the entertainment industry for so many years. He knows that if he wants to get along for a long time, it is far from enough to rely on the alms of the big man. Strength is the only king.

However, Lin Meijia, the little ancestor, has been arrogant since he became popular. He pretends to be clever in front of the big man with high status. He looks high in front of others. If he goes on like this, sooner or later, he will be cold.

But Lin Meijia doesn't care so much. Those big guys like her very much. They also say that her temper is very cute. She has the capital to play big cards. Why not?

Thinking of this, Lin Meijia lifted the corner of her lips and sipped her fruit tea.

"Pooh!" As soon as she took a sip, Lin Meijia frowned and glanced out. Then she glared round her eyes and looked fiercely at the staff who served tea to her:

"what's the matter with you? I said I don't drink cold tea. The tea is so cold. Do you want to freeze my throat?!"

Lin Meijia's sharp voice pierced everyone's ears. The staff heard about her unreasonable and vicious personality early in the morning. She turned pale in fright and quickly bowed to apologize:

"Miss Lin, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I prepared hot tea, but the air conditioner may be a little cold today, which is faster than usual. I'm sorry, I'll pay attention next time!"

"What kind of air conditioning is enough to make an excuse for doing something wrong?" Hearing the staff's explanation, Lin Meijia's voice is more sharp.

"What's the use of an ugly looking, incompetent trash?" Lin Meijia mercilessly sarcasm at the staff in front of her. Her beautiful face is distorted by her ferocious expression.

"Go to hell!" Lin Meijia shouts, raises the cup in her hand and throws it straight to the staff in front of her.

"Ah -" the staff screamed in fear, and ran to the side, so the cup fell on the ground, "click" a broken, the inside of the tea splashed all over the body.

"Bitch, who let you hide?" Lin Meijia glared at her eyes and yelled. She raised her hand and slapped the staff in front of her.

"Ah With a cry of pain, the staff fell to the ground and covered their red cheeks with both hands. Finally, they couldn't help crying and stared at Lin Meijia with grievance and fear.

"What are you looking at? Look at me and dig your eyes out!" Lin Meijia stares at her and threatens fiercely.

"Come on, Meijia. Don't make a fuss." Seeing Lin Meijia's refusal, the agent frowned and reached for her to dissuade her.

"Sister Deng, she soiled my skirt!" Lin Meijia frowned discontentedly, pointed to the two drops of watermarks splashed on her skirt, and said in a sharp voice.

"OK, if the skirt is dirty, change it to a better one. There are a lot of media outside today. Be careful, don't make trouble."

"All right, all right, I see." After listening, Lin Meijia glanced at her mouth impatiently, shook her skirt, looked down at the staff, sneered with disdain, and arranged her manicure slowly, threatening: "today's business, don't talk nonsense outside, you know, I don't have anything else. I have a lot of powerful Godfathers. If you provoke me, I'm sorry It's going to make your life worse than death! "With that, he lifted up his red lips, stepped on high-heeled shoes and left without looking back.

"Well, it's hard for you to make trouble all day long." The agent followed Lin Meijia and sighed helplessly.

"Why did I get into trouble? It was clearly that little bitch did something wrong and splashed tea on me. I just gave a little lesson and cried and looked pitiful. I didn't deal with her. She has been very kind, OK?"

Lin Meijia frowned and said with a crackle that she had no responsibility and was wrong with others.

"Come on, come on, you're right." After hearing Lin Meijia's words, the agent didn't bother to argue with her. After taking her for so long, the agent knew her disgusting character.

Now, her performance just now is the key point, so the agent spoke, sighed again, and asked, "Meijia, what happened to you on the stage just now?"

"What's the matter? Can't I sing well?" They walked back to the workshop. Lin Meijia sat down on the leather sofa and reclined comfortably on the back of the chair.

"Good? Listen to it for yourself The agent shook his head, took out the recording that had been prepared in the morning, and pressed the switch. Lin Meijia's low voice, which she thought was charming, sounded in the open room.

Without the accompaniment sound, the recording highlights Lin Meijia's lack of breath and wrong rhythm. It sounds like a disease-free groan rather than a sexy feeling.