MTL - My Son Might Be A Villain-Chapter 72 Contest

"Why do you think you are not conspicuous enough?" Want to get a lamp?

Lu Shao raised an eyebrow, glanced at Su Han, and said leisurely.

Upon hearing that, Su Han's face was instantly filled with unhappiness.

"Then why don't you talk about yourself?" Su Han said with a deep glance.

After all, I saw the guy next to me, and I didn't know who to call when I took out my cell phone.

Soon, the staff of the program team sent two light sticks.

Looking at the glowing stick with flashing red and green lights in his hand, Lu Shao flashed a bit of disgust in his eyes, seemingly randomly throwing the two glowing sticks together to the next boy.

"Ugly dead!" Looking at the two light sticks, Su Han said very shamelessly.

"It's ugly, think about it yourself." Lu Shao said calmly.

Su Han: ...

Sure enough, Liu Yangyang should bring that pit cargo.

Although these two light sticks are very disgusting, when he heard the host announce the start of the game and saw the four people appear on the stage, Su Han subconsciously followed the people around him and shook the light sticks.

A total of four people made it to the finals.

One person will be eliminated through the first round.

After two more matches, they ranked one, two, and three.

Although this competition is not an international piano competition, the level of music that can reach the finals is already very high.

Although on the Internet, Su Ran still has the highest call for winning the championship, but other people's support is also not low.

"If my mother can't win the championship ..." Watching the stage lights dim and the first contestant to start playing, Su Han frowned, unable to help but whispered a little nervously, with a hint of nervousness in his voice.

After all, this woman seemed to take the game seriously.

Su Han thought that Su Ran's suit was wrong. It was those three very exaggerated outfits.

If he didn't win the championship, Su Ran would be very lost, right?

Would you like to take a back door or something?

Su Han subconsciously glanced at Lu Shao next to him.

Say, this person is now the biggest investor in this game, right? And that Lu Boyang? I heard that this competition was hosted by Shengding Entertainment?

Hearing Su Han's muttering, Lu Shao laughed twice, sweeping Su Han a little bit without disguising his eyes.

"You think too much." Lu Shao threw out a sentence without explanation.

Having said that, I looked at Su Han again and said, "Go back, add a music lesson on the weekend class."

Hearing that, Su Han frowned.

"Why?" What can music classes do? Learn to sing? He does not need it!

"Cultivate your basic appreciation of music." Lu Shao said succinctly, emphasizing the words "basic ability".

After a pause, Lu Shao took a look at the direction of the stage and explained a rare sentence: "As far as the performance of the show is concerned, it is good to go through the screenings to enter the final.

"It's just that, from the piano performance itself, other people, and your mother are not a level."

"You know ..." Su Han replied dissatisfied.

However, because of Lu Shao's remarks, Su Han had nothing to worry about.

Watching the stage quietly.

Until the host reports: Su Ran, 03, brings a moment of performance.

Not only Su Han, but even Lu Shao, who had been very calm and indifferent to the exciting atmosphere at the scene, straightened his back, and stared intently at the center of the stage, which had a little glimmer.

Su Han was not only nervous about Su Ran's game at the moment. He was also worried that Su Ran's pair of scary shoes would stumble on the stage.

However, it turns out that Su Han thinks more.

The stage lights are on.

Su Ran had sat in front of the piano in the center of the stage, wearing a champagne-colored half-length dress and wearing flat-heeled shoes of the same color under her feet.

At this moment, Su Ran's long hair is on the back and her face is painted with delicate makeup.

The whole person was beautiful and calm under the outline of the lights.

Thinking of the WeChat I received in the lounge just now, my son sent:

We are in the middle of the first row of the auditorium.

Su Ran subconsciously set his gaze in that direction.

"My mother saw me!" Su Han said, with a hint of excitement in his voice.

"Why don't you say she's watching me?" Lu Shao replied casually.

Su Han sneered politely: "In my mother's mind, you are important to me or to me."

Hearing that, Lu Shao pursed his lips and said nothing.

However, in fact, the stage lights were very bright at the moment. Except for the red, green, and green light sticks and lamp boards, Su Ran really couldn't see the following.

As if in a sense, Su Ran showed a smile in a certain direction of the audience area. In the next second, a note like a stream of peers rang out.

A lively and extremely negative piano song, as if tailored to the atmosphere at the moment.

Unlike the pure music that many people think, this song is pleasant and exciting, even if the audience who rarely listens to light music can not help but be attracted at this moment ...

The last note ended, and everyone seemed to haven't heard enough.

After Su Ran, the fourth contestant took the stage.

The entire performance design is also very attentive, but compared to it, it seems that the music itself has been weakened.

Vaguely, Su Han seemed to understand what Lu Shao said before "not at one level".

After the performance of the four people, the judges' voting scores and online voting scores were announced on the spot.

Statistics show that Su Ran was successfully promoted.

In the next two rounds, two or two pk, no accidents, Su Ran's professional judges scored also higher than the other two contestants.

He has been paying attention to the review scores given by the host. Su Han has even silently calculated the sum of Su Ran's scores in his mind.

"Win!" Su Han said suddenly with bright eyes.

The young man's always calm face, at this moment, also put on an undisguised excitement.

On the one hand, the Lord Lu, although looking a lot more stable than Su Han, at this moment, a smile appeared on his face.

"How to count the total scores takes so long." Frown frowning, looking at the direction of the review area and the working group, Su Han said with some dissatisfaction.

Although he had calculated the total score, he did not hear the announcement and Su Han always felt that something was missing.

"This is a live broadcast."

"so what?"

"You have to consider the effect of the show."

After all, Lu Shao also stared at Lu Shao in the background direction, suddenly his eyes moved.

"All right."

Sure enough, the next stage, the stage lights turned on again.

Three contestants have already stood in the center of the stage.

And at this moment, Su Ran also changed into a set of "not good-looking" dresses in Su Han's mouth.

"After ten rounds, 200 people came from all over the country ..."

After some nonsense, the host finally began to announce the results of the game.

Start with third place.

When the last name "Su Ran" sounded, applause and cheers rang, and ribbons flew off the stage.

In the past, Su Ran's competitions were mostly purely professional music competitions. There were not so many imaginary heads, and there were no such "grand" awards.

Such a link, if put in the eyes of the master Su Ran in the past, would be lavish and outrageous.

However, at this moment, listening to the applause from the audience and looking at the wonderful things in front of her, Su Ran was actually moved.

At this moment, there is something, because the plot of the novel and the memory of the original body, the gloom that has been in my heart, seems to disappear instantly.

This is the first time that Su Ran felt a complete peace after crossing this novel.

A smile appeared on Su Ran's face, with unprecedented ease.

Off the stage, looking at the stage, the woman with a bright smile on her face, Lu Shao's heartbeat stopped for a few seconds.

"Well, is my mother terrific?" On the side, Su Han glanced at Lu Shao proudly and said.

Although, in his heart, this woman has always been the best.

However, at this moment, everyone knew she was fine.

Hearing that, Lu Shao laughed lowly.

"That should be me, too," Lu Shao said.

Su Han: What matters to you!

"Let's go."

"Where to go."

"Backstage."

...

On the other hand, after some "exciting" comments and thanks on the stage, the whole awarding session finally ended.

Facts have proven that how gorgeous they are before the stage and how embarrassing they are after the stage.

Before, when wearing a gorgeous dress and the pair of brightly hated Tian Gao standing on the stage, Su Ran felt that she was very modest.

But when he really had to go to the backstage, Su Ran suddenly felt that what his son said before, that really made sense. Isn't this long skirt used to mop the floor? And this pair of shoes, is really not very moving!

Fortunately, the exit in the background is very confusing, and the people in front can't see it.

Originally, Su Ran was ready to walk back to the lounge barefoot with his skirt and heels in one hand.

But as soon as he stepped down from the stage, he saw a large, a small and two people waiting in the background.

"You?" Hey, almost forgot, this is the investor's father and his son.

Long before Su Ran saw the two men, Lu Shao and Su Han had already seen Su Ran in the crowd.

At this moment, watching Su Ran approaching, Lu Shao's eyes continued to deepen.

Although Su Ran, who was on the stage before, was brilliant, it was not as amazing as this moment.

It's as if, in Lu Shao's heart, Su Ran was just a piano master on the stage, and at this moment, the woman in front of her is the woman who makes her heart beat.

Seeing Su Ran wearing a dress seemed a bit inconvenient, Lu Shao stepped forward very quickly and reached out to Su Ran.

Looking at the steady and powerful hand that was handed in front of him, Su Ran's eyes were stagnant, as if something had crossed his heart.

For a moment, Su Ran actually wanted to say, "Thank you, it doesn't matter."

But faint and some do not want to destroy the scene in front of them.

Moreover, Su Ran felt that she really could not move.

If his son, er, and his dad weren't here, Su Ran could give up the image and take off his shoes.

Now, her perfect mother image must continue.

"Thank you." Su Ranchao said when he landed and passed his hand.

For the first time, Su Ran did not dare to look at Lu Shao's eyes.

Slim fingers fell into Lu Shao's palm, and Lu Shao held it tightly the next moment.

For a moment, Su Ran flashed a panic in her heart, but the next moment, she felt very relieved.

At least you don't have to worry that you may lie on the ground without a picture in the next second.

On the side, watching Su Ran hand over Lu Shao's hand, Su Han's eyes tightened, his eyes flashed with displeasure.

However, I stopped the action that I was going to go forward to help Su Ran.

"Go back and change clothes first?" Lu Shao asked.

On hearing that, Su Ran frowned slightly and hesitated.

She ordered this set of clothes in blood, but she hasn't had time to think about it, and she hasn't even issued a circle of friends!

Seeing the hesitation on Su Ran's face, he seemed to guess Su Ran's thoughts, and Lu Shao smiled.

"Then it won't change."

"Yep?"

"Go to dinner first? I ordered dinner."

"but."

"Leave it to me."

After all, Lu Shao has squatted down and lifted up the skirt slightly for Su Ran, meanwhile, holding Su Ran's hand tightly.

"Cut! What's so proud ..." On the side, looking at someone with the last name Lu, the corner of his mouth was almost at the root of his ear, Su Han whispered in disdain.

Hey, forget it, for the sake of this guy's performance during this time, but he's proud of it for a while ...

Su Han pursed his lips and secretly said in his heart.

He gave Lu Shao an unhappy glance again, Su Han bowed his head, and silently followed behind the two.

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