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Four hundred and seventieth chapters qualifying battle (two)

Mr. Hou's expression darkened and he stared at Liu Weidong and said, "What does it mean to make trouble? If you weren't for giving points randomly, you wouldn't have this discussion meeting today."

Having been arguing for a long time, Master Hou San was also angry and his words were not as polite as before.

Liu Weidong was also angry in his heart. He said in a row: "Old Hou, I don't like to listen to you when you say this. What is random rating? Our ratings are based on the strength of the contestants. We don't know him, and we won't give him personal gains."

This sentence was still secretly mocking Mr. Hou. Mr. Hou's face became even more powerful: "Based on his strength? Humph, which player in this final can compare with them? Ah!"

Liu Weidong said lightly: "That's too much. Let's talk about Ma Jinshan and the others first. You can see their performances on stage. These two are experts in music art. They can do anything with blowing and playing, but they are not inferior to those professional actors. Isn't this better than He Xiangdong and the others?"

Mr. Hou San didn't want to argue anymore. This thing was endless. The more he talked, the more he talked, he said, "You don't say anything useless nonsense, and you can't argue any results. I think it's better to set up a ring. If you ask them to compete, let the audience vote. If you have any opinions, you should also go on stage. If you can beat He Xiangdong and Xue Guo, my Hou Laosan will withdraw from the crosstalk world from now on."

When these words came out, everyone in the audience was rude.

This is so cruel. You can leave the crosstalk world.

Mr. Shi frowned and looked at Master Hou San's eyes worriedly, but he didn't say anything after all. Master Hou San needs to avoid suspicion, and he needs even more. The apprentices in the crosstalk world are closer than their godsons. Master and apprentices are like father and son, and this is like their own son.

Liu Weidong's face looked ugly at that time. No matter what he said here, He Xiangdong was not capable, he knew in his heart that this young man was like a monster. He was a guy who came from halfway through could not compare with others, although his fame is much greater than He Xiangdong.

Liu Weidong said unhappyly: "What are you talking about? The competition is over. What's going on? You can also make the audience vote. The audience is all laymen. How do they vote? The Peony Award is the highest award in the folk art world. What's going on with the group of laymen coming to vote?"

Hou Sanye said righteously: "What's wrong with the layman? Crosstalk is originally a folk art, and it is used to serve the audience. Who will perform crosstalk without performing it? Who will the audience say good crosstalk actors don't let the audience judge? Teacher Liu casually pointed to a person and said this is a master, so the audience would be willing to buy it? The audience doesn't support it, isn't an actor a big deal?"

Liu Weidong was so angry that he was scolded by Master Hou San's words, and he didn't know how to reply for a long time.

Chu Cheng couldn't help it at this time. He had been holding it in for a long time. Yi spoke in a naked smell of gunpowder: "Don't think I don't know what you are thinking. You just hate He Xiangdong for telling the real crosstalk. You guys who know how to fool things are scared, are you afraid that you can't fool yourself?"

Chu Cheng looked over coldly. Most of the guys who opposed He Xiangdong were not real, and they all changed their careers and did not have any serious crosstalk at all.

"Chu Cheng, what are you talking about?"

"Are you humiliating us?"

"We're fooling around? Humph, is Chu Chengyi the only one who understands the entire crosstalk world?"

"Arrogant and arrogant."

The yi stone stirred up a thousand layers of waves. Chu Cheng was besieged by those people just after he finished speaking.

Chu Cheng is straight and has a bad temper. He has the right to say whatever he says and never gives face to others. Since the argument started, Chu Cheng immediately responded to the challenge.

"Haha, if you have such ability, let's go outside to fight. The audience will judge, whoever loses will get out."

"What era is it? What kind of fighting skills are you doing? You are a bandit-like spirit in the world."

"hateful."

"You are not scared, aren't you? Wasn't you still quite awesome just now?"

"Damn it."

"vulgar."

Seeing that the quarrel started again, Yan Liang couldn't help it. He patted the table with his hand and whispered: "Okay, it's been a long time since the quarrel. It's all fried leftover rice and stir-frying without any meaning. If you don't have any new opinions or opinions, we can start voting."

Mr. Hou San, Mr. Shi and Chu Cheng's faces were all stagnant. The situation was not clear yet, but if you continue to argue like this, it would not be a result.

Finally, Master Hou San sighed and said, "Okay, vote."

Chu Cheng also had a tense face and sat down reluctantly.

Liu Weidong was so angry that he said that he was still busy for so long that he had no change in nothing. Don’t they still disagree.

Liu Weidong immediately raised his hand and said solemnly: "I agree with the current ranking and oppose He Xiangdong and Xue Guo entering the top ranking."

"Me too."

"I'll review."

"I agree."

"agree."

The people all raised their hands, and seeing this, Mr. Hou frowned even more. This time, there were more discussions, but there were more people opposing them. Can He Xiangdong win the Peony Award in the end?

He was very confused. He Xiangdong is now ranked third, and it is still unknown whether the Peony Award can give three places to crosstalk. He Xiangdong's current ranking is too dangerous. This is the egg in the corner of the table, which may fall down at any time.

Chu Cheng raised his hand and said, "I agree to change the existing rankings. He Xiangdong should be ranked No. 1."

Mr. Hou also raised his hand and said in a deep voice: "I dare not say that He Xiangdong must be ranked first, but he has at least second place. I agree to change the current ranking."

Then came Mr. Shi, and then he had supported He Xiangdong's criticism committee before, and the two gangs formed a sharp contrast.

But judging from the number of people, He Xiangdong was actually less than those who opposed it, and now it was in danger.

Liu Weidong's face showed a look of disdain.

Master Hou San frowned. Today's discussion team is stronger than the previous jury. There are more people standing on Liu Weidong's side, but there are still many who have not expressed their opinions.

Liu Weidong looked around everyone and said, "The result is already out. There should be no need to say anything more, right?" He thought that these people who did not express their opinions had abstained from the power, and these people were probably unwilling to get into this muddy water.

Seeing that these people were not expressing their opinions for a long time, Mr. Hou was also anxious and staring at these people with his eyes fixed on each other, but these people turned their eyes away, which made Mr. Hou very disappointed.

Liu Weidong's face was even more sarcastic. He was all the one who was protecting himself. Who would be willing to offend others?

At this moment, Yan Liang raised his hand.
Chapter completed!
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