Xia Mo was forced to do so, so he had to come up with this bad decision.

After the words were finished, I waited for a long time before the system's voice sounded quietly: "This... compensation is the right thing to do."

"Congratulations to the host for receiving 10,000 yuan."

The prompt sound also rang randomly. When Xia Mo heard this, he smiled slightly and felt much more relaxed. This may also include the money he had on before and the compensation for this damage.

With money, Xia Mo suddenly stopped hesitating and left the audition venue in diameter and walked towards a hotel not far away.

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"Mad, I didn't expect to discover such a big inside story..."

The young man's name is Wang Chuang, who was the one who secretly photographed Xia Mo singing before, but at this time he was in his small rental house and looked at his cell phone, he was a little stunned.

Because he was also addicted to Xia Mi's singing, he did not turn off the recording function as soon as possible, which caused the recording to include the conversation between Lao Huang and Liu Ling, which also made him excited. As a poor loser, why did he participate in the Good Voice? Of course, it was to become famous.

Sitting in front of the shabby computer and looking at the phone here, Wang Chuang gritted his teeth slightly: "If this is uploaded to the Internet, how many people will believe it?"

Wang Chuang is not an idiot. It seems that one recording alone does not mean anything. Wang Chuang also became entangled for a while.

After opening his own Weibo, Wang Chuang uploaded the recording to the computer and started editing randomly. After the recording, the conversation between Liu Ling and others was cut off by Wang Chuang, which only saved the incomplete existence of Xia Mo singing.

"Brother, although you have been hacked, I can only help you. I can also be so popular with you. But I really can't help with these things behind it." Wang Chuang also said to himself.

Although he wanted to become famous, he also knew how miserable the society was. He was not Xia Mo and had such a strong singing skills. If he showed everything, he would probably be the one who was unlucky.

Soon, Wang Chuang, who had done everything, clicked the mouse gently, and the video was quickly uploaded to the Weibo of TouXun. After that, Wang Chuang was busy with his own affairs as usual. He knew very well that even if Xia Mo could become famous, it was not something that could be accomplished in the past few days. After all, he didn't have many friends on Weibo. Even if it was easy to hear the explosion, it would take a lot of time to spread it.

But some things are not something that Wang Chuang, a poor loser, can predict.

"Didn't Wang Chuang join the Good Voice? Is this what he sang by himself?" A bad friend of Wang Chuang also lit up when he saw the audio updated on Weibo: "Although it must be bad, I'll use this to disgust Wang Chuang. I'll spread it again and let him bleed and treat him once, hehe..."

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel excited and clicked the playback in diameter.

Immediately, a song that was not very clear came out, and just a sentence, he was completely stunned...

A minute later, the song ended and he slowly recovered: "This tm... is so... good!"

He couldn't describe the feeling, and he didn't know much about music, but he just knew that he wanted to listen to it.

Once... twice... until it was repeated for an hour, he stopped feeling unfulfilled. He felt a little regretful. The recording obviously started halfway through, and the quality of the recording was not good, but it had such intoxicating abilities. What if it was heard on the spot?

Forward! A signature was posted: a song that makes people unable to extricate themselves!

He almost subconsciously did this. After doing all this, he couldn't help but listen again.

This is like the butterfly effect. Once someone has experienced this kind of thing, driven by the eye-catching title and strong curiosity, the song is like a virus spreading and spreading rapidly.

In just a few hours, everyone who has heard this song was attracted, and reposting was just within their ability, and the titles were even more exaggerated.

Anything that I can hear such a song is willing to die!

Also, my wife will divorce me after hearing this. Damn singer, don’t let me find who you are! But you sing so fuckingly nicely.

I want to listen to the full version of the saucy, and I will marry whoever I have.

What is the fastest spread in this society? Of course it is the Internet, some of them uploaded the recordings to the crying dog music.

The number of people listening to the song online increased slowly at the beginning, but as time went by, it was like a rocket. However, a large part of them already knew the song on Weibo. Although the song was so good that it was so popular, the signature was blank.

This not only made many fans guess which god-level singer sang this song? Or the hidden civilian musician.

This is how people are. The more they don’t know, the more they want to know when their curiosity increases.

The reposting of Weibo and the uploading of various platforms made this incomplete existence spread rapidly. After crying, I was crying and other music players such as tear me, Burn News.

A few hours later, it was already midnight, but the craze did not stop at all.

"Hey, bitch, hurry up and listen to the song."

"Damn, are you sick? It's time for this tm!"

"Stop talking nonsense, get up quickly, I'll let you listen to a song, I promise that if you don't listen today, you will definitely regret it!"

"It's true...if you lie to me, you'll be dead."
Chapter completed!