First Day In Game, I Got Ten Billion From Infinite Number Of Check-ins (Book 1)

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  Chapter 98 Help me arrange two people

  Wang Menghan's popularity naturally attracted more and more people's attention.

  Modu, a few veteran singers are gathering. Looking at Wang Menghan's data, they sneered, "Are all singers so good at playing now? They just spend money on the charts."

   "Old Liu, this Wang Menghan is also considered a capable singer. I don't think it's necessarily a list, why don't we taste it?"

   "Okay, but let's make an agreement, if this is a saliva song, then we have to make a sound together, or these young people will forget about us old people."

"it is good."

   "I think it will work."

Lao Liu clicked on "My Heart", and several people heard it with their eyes closed. The mocking smile on their faces froze a little bit, and their closed eyes opened suddenly, and their eyes were full of dissatisfaction. dare to believe.

  This song! the word! This voice!

  This singing skill!

   Flawless and flawless!

  The skill of transliteration is also extremely deep!

   This song!

At that moment, several veteran singers present fell silent, and Lao Liu also silently closed the song, "It's true that the waves behind the Yangtze River push forward the waves ahead. We are also old, and we are self-sufficient. I didn't expect that the younger generation would come out with such a powerful singer, and She's only twenty years old and has endless possibilities."

   "In the future, it will reach a terrifying height."

  With a few words, the faces of the old singers were also helpless. They finally knew that Wang Menghan's sudden rise did not rely on spending money to hit the list, but actually reached the top by relying on his strength.

  ...

   Four songs!

   became the carnival of the whole network in the next few days!

   Popular!

   Compete to praise!

  Amidst this kind of carnival, Chen Mengmeng and Han Xue also finished the art exam and were preparing to rest at home.

   "Brother, do you think we can pass the exam?"

  Hearing Chen Mengmeng's words, Chen Yun's face was full of despair, "My dearest sister, you have been asking questions like this these days, can you have confidence in yourself?"

   "I think I played well, but I don't know what the teacher thinks." Chen Mengmeng and Ge You lay on the sofa with a melancholy expression.

  Chen Yun looked at Chen Mengmeng's state of not wanting to eat or drink, so he called Ma Ke.

   Briefly explained a few words.

   A few minutes later, the phone of the Dean of the Performing Arts Department of Jiangcheng University of the Arts rang.

  At the same time, the door of his room was knocked open, and the vice president opened the door, and then looked at the person in front of him, his expression froze suddenly.

   "Oh, isn't this Dean Mao? Why do you have time to come to our place?"

  The person who came was none other than Mao Yue, the Dean of the Singing Department.