MTL - I Conquered the Universe With Acting-Chapter 6 .Sixth performance

"What are you looking at, I don't want you to bite me!"

Competing for favor, Liu Yingming glared at her with round phoenix eyes and grinned.

Liu Qingqing was a little speechless.

In the original memory, Liu Yingming, her twin brother, hated her since childhood.

Since her first day of school, she was found to be unable to engage in research work, and she has become a shame for the Liu family, who has been a graduate student for 200 years.

In Liu Yingming's heart, this sister of his compatriot has since nailed him to the pillar of family shame!

Because as long as someone talks about Liu Qingqing, they will say that she was born with him.

For a long time, he was watched by everyone's complicated eyes, and it was suspected that as a twin brother, he would be as stupid as her and a drag on the family.

This caused him to live in the shadows all the time.

In addition, there is a saying that makes him even more unbearable, saying that he was in his mother's womb, robbing her sister of the nutrients that should belong to her, and destroying her supposed ingenuity.

Blame all of Liu Qingqing's stupidity on him.

This theory is maddening!

But it was like the root system of a towering tree, buried in the soil, growing stronger and stronger, pressing on Liu Yingming's body.

To this day, he hated her more than anyone in the family.

"Brother, I'll just go by myself."

Liu Qingqing has lived in two generations, and is too lazy to bicker with 18-year-old college students and grab seats.

Anyway, when she went to the stadium, she originally took a flying car.

Independent girl, fly by herself~

"Let's go, let's go, I'm going to be unlucky all day to see you!" Liu Yingming hummed and turned his golden head impatiently.

Liu Yingming is the most talented in school, but also the most rebellious.

First place in the exam and first place in hair coloring.

No one knows what color his hair will be tomorrow.

But Liu Qingqing, a generation of film queens, knows how to appreciate it, "Sun Jin is not bad."

In a few days, she will also consider dyeing one.

Interstellar Age Hair Color, Painless and Harmless. When not acting, switch at will.

Her water eyes flashed across his hair color admiringly.

Liu Yingming saw goosebumps from the rear mirror of the car.

Bah, who wants her to say yes!

Nice ass! Sun... eh?

Liu Yingming's brain, which has always been thinking about data, paused.

The word sun gold seems to be a bit handsome?

He couldn't help looking at the rear mirror of the car, and found that the color he chose at random was really beautiful.

Like gold, it shone in the sunlight.

Glow, like his wisdom.

But a cold voice inside the car interrupted his self-appreciation.

"get off."

Liu Yingming turned his head to the side, and saw that the door beside him had been opened.

His unfeeling eldest brother, even pushed him out of the seat!

"Brother! You won't send me!?"

Liu Yingqin watched Liu Qingqing get into the old speeding car, drove out the door, stepped out of the car with long legs, put one hand in the pocket of the white coat, his facial expression returned to seriousness, and clicked on the screen.

Turning out the three pages of unfinished experimental arrangements, he looked at the third brother, "Do you think I am free?"

Liu Yingming: "...?"

If you send Liu Qingqing, you will have time, but if you send him, you will not! ?

Brother, you have changed!

Over there, Liu Qingqing was already sitting leisurely in the back seat of the flying car and arrived at the competition venue.

"It's still comfortable to be alone~"

Liu Qingqing was even able to stretch the ligaments in advance in the two-person position in the back seat of the car to move her body a little more.

When she got to the venue, she still entered her room 100.

After she sat down, there was a gaze that kept silently watching her—the gaze from Li Mo.

"Invulnerable...no loopholes, how could it be?"

Li Mo has managed the artist selection of Midsummer Entertainment since five years ago. He holds the power to send people to debut and to sell. Although he is a B-level spiritual force, he can't do complex scientific research, but his eyes on the artists are very vicious.

"hiss…"

Li Mo reached out and wiped his eyes.

Mingming thought she was ordinary and had no talent for a round tour.

His feeling is consistent with the F rating of the level assessment.

But why... She has come all the way to the present, and she has become more and more "traditional" as an artist, a trait that still attracts attention and is dazzling when standing among millions of people?

Just the walking action of entering the live broadcast room made him feel that there was no flaw?

He was really poisoned.

"Can't think about it!"

The more you think about it, the more terrifying it is.

Subverting his previous cognition, he has the illusion that people are more suitable for being a star than intelligence.

That is impossible.

In the past three hundred years, the entertainment industry has been prospered by intelligent artists.

[The third game of the preliminary round: 400 into 200. 】

[Admission requirements: The person who gets the most likes from the audience will be promoted. 】

Like ratio...

The question bank is independently selected by the AI ​​of the competition.

He couldn't move.

Li Mo's eyes turned to Liu Qingqing's room.

Can we eliminate her this time?

And Liu Qingqing, who was being watched, calmly picked up the mirror after reading the topic.

Before the performance, familiarize yourself with your facial features and various expressions again.

[The number of people in the live broadcast room: 200 people. 】

A line of words floated across a screen of light in front of her.

Unfamiliar IDs, mixed with familiar IDs, poured into the room.

【Hey, newcomer? 】

[This is the only room I couldn't get into in the preliminary round? 】

[Honey juice is curious. 】

[Damn, is this girl a waste? 】

[F-level mental power... can't be provoked! 】

【Is it too late to check out now? 】

Newcomers questioned.

Just like the old audience who entered the room for the first time before.

The old audience didn't get angry when they saw it, they just felt extra kind.

Really fragrant, slap in the face, that is the road they have traveled.

[Congratulations on entering the treasure room. 】

[Zhenxiang is late but arrives. 】

【High energy ahead...】

[Have another 100 brothers compete with me? 】

[Before it starts, new friends, do you think Yaoyao sounds good or is it zero? 】

Old and new audiences are mixed.

Until the official text drifted by - [Performance title: Late for school. 】

[She also drew this question? Tsk, the No. 1 black silk sauce in the front has been performed perfectly, setting the benchmark there. 】

[Yes, the anxiety and worry of being late on the 1st, the expression is too natural, and there is no flaw... I didn't watch the following late performances. 】

Most of the 200 spectators started from Room 1 and watched down one by one.

Like if you like it, pass if you don't.

When the performance of the title has set a high standard, it will make them unable to bear the poor performance in the follow-up.

Looking at this wave of comments today, it is clear that Room 1 is the biggest winner.

[With all due respect, for being late to this question, I will only vote for No. 1...ah...]

But halfway through the conversation, Liu Qingqing asked him to perform a vivid picture of a screaming chicken being pinched by the neck and unable to scream!

He can't come out.

The other viewers in the live broadcast room were also silent.

Because in the picture, Liu Qingqing is dressed in a taro cake-colored JK student dress, standing on a path with plane trees on both sides, with her black hair draped over her shawl, like the sweet breeze of early spring, slowly blowing towards them.

Her appearance is not inferior to any intelligent entertainer in the room.

Carrying a schoolbag and wearing a taro striped bow tie of the same color, she is youthful and lively and full of vitality.

And halfway through, she glanced at her watch, and immediately trotted eagerly.

The legs are straight and slender, and the skirt dances, like white cream in the taro cake, and the layers are as smooth as snow.

【Pleasant to watch! 】

[Ah, at this moment, I look at the light screen, as if I am in a field with colorful flowers in spring. It would be better if I didn’t have to go to school! 】

[She is so cute. 】

【Gradually forget that this is a game...】

【Gradually forget the competition questions...】

As soon as someone swiped this line, they heard a pop in their ears.

Looking at the picture again, the hearts of everyone in the room were pulled!

I saw that cake-like sweet girl fell to the ground with a slam, and was less than five meters away from the school gate—

The girl gasped in pain. On her right leg, Bai Nen's knee was oozing blood, and she was bruised.

In the class clock, only the minute hand has not finished the last frame.

Only 59 seconds left to be late!

…

"The performance of No. 100 is over, please vote."

The competition AI presides over the rules.

A group of people in the room woke up like a dream.

This is the first time they have seen a cute girl fall before their eyes on the big screen.

Smart artists have flawless sports settings. Walking, running, even long jump and high jump, their movements are all the standard and full score.

But today, the cute girl in the light screen even falls down when she walks!

Broken skin and bleeding, just like a real person, the sudden appearance of defects is not only not annoying, but also hits their hearts!

It's true, so it's even more gripping!

They didn't wake up until the AI ​​called them to vote.

[I don't listen, I don't listen, I don't listen, I just want to know if she was late in the end? 】

【Why stop here, protest! I want to see her walk into the school gate! 】

[Hey, Little Cutie must be late, there is so much left to go, and her little knee is injured again, so it's too late. Will she be scolded and cry by the teacher? 】

【I go. When I think of her tears, my heart begins to hurt. 】

[Her fall fell directly on my chest, knocking out a big hole in me - I'm gone! 】

【Which brother is an old audience? How was her performance the last few times? Is there any screen recording? I want to see it! 】

[Hehe, if there is such a thing as screen recording, I won't ask for leave every day to squat on the toilet! 】

【…】

In the room, many people disliked Liu Qingqing's useless physique before, and wanted to check out without watching.

As a result, the past events are not mentioned one by one, and they are selectively forgotten.

New and old audiences also exchanged hotly.

It's a pity that they don't have enough time. Soon the performance in room 101 will start, and they will automatically enter the next room.

As a result, the most frequently appeared keywords in the subsequent live broadcast rooms have changed.

#100 sister paper is brave to fly, brother, I will always be with you#

#Who is number 100#

#100Best#

#100 I have been unable to get in, who is willing to sell me an audience number#

Liu Qingqing's room was limited, but it caused a small wave of enthusiasm.

The less you see it, the more curious you are.

"No. 100 jumped to the 137th place to search on StarNet!"

Staff sent data.

Li Mo: "???"

The author has something to say: what you can't get, is always in turmoil.

Male lead: I suspect you are connoting me.