Netizens who were eager to eat melon immediately clicked on the video.
Bang - bang!
The harsh sound of breaking porcelain shocked everyone.
The pieces of the mug were scattered on the floor, and two long legs wrapped in jeans appeared in the camera. The pants were wet and steaming.
Everyone’s first reaction was to spill hot water on their legs!
And it’s scalding hot water!
"Who asked you to join the Supreme King of Singers!" The sudden shouting was full of anger.
Immediately afterwards, a person walked quickly towards the camera. Then he squatted down and punched the person who had been splashed with hot water.
Everyone saw the face of the perpetrator clearly - Jian Chao!
What followed was a storm of punches and kicks.
"I asked you to participate in the Supreme King of Singers! Your wings are hard, right? Anle, I tell you, quit the competition immediately! Otherwise, I will kill you!"
Under the camera, Jian Chao's handsome facial features are particularly ferocious.
He was riding on An Le, punching each other with a muffled sound, which made everyone jump with fear.
"I, I will never write another song for you..." Anle's weak voice came from the video.
Jian Chao was furious and threw him with a big ear-scratcher.
Snap——!
"You were raised by my Jian family, why don't you write a song for me! I tell you Anle, this is what you owe the Jian family, and you must pay it back!"
"No, don't write..." Anle retorted.
Jian Chao gritted his teeth and threw another big ear-scratcher.
"Whether you write or not!"
"No..." Before An Le could finish his words, Jian Chao stood up suddenly and kicked him in the stomach.
This video was secretly taken by Anle with a pinhole camera hidden on his body. It lasts for twenty-six minutes.
During these twenty-six minutes, Jian Chao's violence never stopped.
At first, Anle gritted his teeth and persisted, stuttering and resisting, but in the end, he didn't even have the strength to moan.
The video slowly ends and the screen dims.
No one said anything, they just felt chills all over their bodies.
The Internet, which had been so noisy before, became dead at this moment.
After the deathly silence, there was a flood of rage!
[Jian Chao, I fuck his uncle!!!]
[After watching the video, I was shaking all over. I can’t believe that such a thing still exists in this day and age!]
[This is no longer plagiarism, this is a crime! Jian Chao is not a human being!]
[Damn it! Why did I become a fan of such a beast before! I lost my fandom! I turned black!]
[Everyone call the police! Scumbags like Jian Chao should be imprisoned for ten thousand years!]
In just ten minutes, topics related to Jian Chao's Anle were at the top of every major forum.
Weibo, which has the largest traffic, was paralyzed twice in a row, and the server was shaky to support the terrifying number of visits.
At this time, "The Supreme King of Singer" has reached the second half.
Anle and two students from his group came on stage and sang an extremely difficult song.
The song ended with thunderous applause.
Suddenly, the assistant director, who had been staring at the backstage, discovered that the ratings of the show had jumped sharply.
He was startled and asked quickly, "What's going on? Who bought the ratings?! Why are there suddenly so many more? Check it out quickly!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the producer walked in with a mobile phone and a complicated look on his face.
"No one buys ratings, it's just that Jian Chao's house collapsed."
The assistant director took the producer's cell phone and looked at it twice. He suddenly raised his head and looked at the nervous An Le on the big screen in shock.
Anle's delicate face was tense, waiting anxiously for the instructor's comments.
"Very good." Yan Jiuyuan gave an affirmative answer, "The three of you all performed extremely well. Especially An Le, whose breath is very steady and whose high notes are very accurate."
Anle immediately bowed and then looked at Ruan Qi nervously.
The little girl in a light-colored sportswear smiled softly, "This song is very well chosen. The relationship between Yaoyao and Xiao Qi is very good, but the breath needs to be strengthened. Anle is perfect."
As she said this, she gave a thumbs up to the three of them.
Anle's face was a little red with excitement, and she curled her lower lip shyly.
Next is Jian Chao.
When the camera showed Jian Chao's face, countless curse words flew across the barrage of the program.
The overwhelming messages filled the screen, but no one in the audience in front of the TV and computer wanted to turn off the barrage, and even started to curse.
Jian Chao, who had been in the studio the whole time, didn't know what was happening online.
With a stinky face, he nodded to the other two students except Anle, "Singing very well."
After saying that, he pointed at An Le and said, "I don't know how you have been training these days. You only have singing skills without emotions. As a singer, you can't even express your emotions and you don't have any talent! Teacher Ruan, I hope you can do it next time
Can you teach him the basic qualities of a singer!"
Jian Chao scolded him, and the barrage almost collapsed because of his words.
【Fuck! I really want to hit him!】
[What is the basic quality of a singer? Jian Chao’s basic quality is plagiarizing other people’s works!]
[How dare he say such a thing?! Disgusting!]
[Jian Chao still doesn’t know about the Internet, right? He’s like a clown now.]
Facing Jian Chao's reprimand, An Le pursed her lips, blushed and stammered out a sentence: "No, it's none of Mr. Ruan's business. It's none of the teacher's business. It's me. I didn't learn well."
Jian Chao looked at An Le who was refuting him, and his face was so gloomy that he could squeeze out water.
He didn't notice at all that his manager was gesticulating wildly to him in the audience, and only sneered coldly, "If students can't teach well, it means the teacher is incompetent!"
The people sitting in the audience wanted to smash their light signs on Jian Chao's head.