885: C885 Put on a Show for Yourself

C885 Put on a Show for Yourself

It's not a good habit to lie to yourself.

Zhou Yuanqi was like a mouse performing acrobatics. He was dancing and shouting in the ring.

"Judge, give the score quickly!"

Out of the five judges that came today, three of them had been bribed by Zhou Yuanqi.

Zhou Yuanqi had given each of them a hundred thousand yuan red packet. He believed in red packets and believed in the ability of the three judges that he had bribed.

Money could make ghosts grind.

The judges could definitely turn the situation around by telling the truth.

The judges did not speak for a long time. There were even two people who closed their eyes, as if they were savoring the delicious food just now.

Zhou Yuanqi stared at this, that, and then at the others. In the end, no one paid any attention to him.

Meng Shihan took the opportunity to go on stage and walked to Yang Soong's side. "Zhou Yuanqi seems to have tampered with it."

Questions were asked in a certain tone.

"You can see it." Yang Soong knew his old classmate very well. "If he doesn't do anything, he won't be Zhou Yuanqi."

It had been a long time since they last met, but Zhou Yuanqi had improved a little. He knew how to stab someone in the back.

In the past, Zhou Yuanqi could not stand anyone. He would just let the bodyguards do it.

It was too barbaric.

It was Yang Soong who helped Zhou Yuanqi change this bad habit.

"Then what should we do?" Meng Shihan was a little worried.

After five days of preparation, there were still so many media people in the competition. If anything went wrong, at least the Hundred Phoenix Pavilion's reputation in Luocheng would be ruined.

"It's fine, don't worry." Yang Soong didn't care at all. "My old classmate has improved a little. "It's just that this stomach of bad water is not going to get better. I still have to continue teaching him this lesson. This lesson is called, 'A man's fortune is worse than heaven's fortune'."

Zhou Yuanqi knocked the gong and was pulled by the host. He did not run to the judges.

"We've already finished eating. Why aren't you quickly scoring?"

The five judges looked at each other and exchanged glances with each other.

The scoring began.

The five of them gave Lyu Yue a high score of 45 points.

Ten points meant fifty points for the five of them.

45 points was already amazing.

Zhou Yuanqi felt relieved. He happily ran to Yang Soong and knocked on the gong. "Are you stupid? Our chef, Lyu Yue, is this!"

He shook his thumb.

He pointed at Yang Soong and gave him a thumbs up. "You are this one. You should be thrown into the trash can. You are just that kind of harmful garbage. Do you understand?"

This person was too despicable.

Yang Soong glanced at him and said, "Do you need me to cut it off for you?"

"What do you mean?"

"I don't want my little finger anymore. I want to throw it in the rubbish bin," said Yang Soong. Yang Soong said, "You have two thumbs in total. How many do you want to throw in the trash? Do you need my help? My knife skills are okay. "

"Trash, you actually want to cut off my fingers. Do you believe me..." Zhou Yuanqi's clamoring voice was suddenly frightened by Yang Soong's cold eyes. He could not help but put his hands behind his back.

This action made Zhou Yuanqi, who was so greasy and round, feel different.

"Ha!"

"What a joke. Does he think he is a big girl?"

"Isn't it ridiculous to put his hands behind his back in embarrassment?"

Zhou Yuanqi also felt that his actions were a bit vulgar. However, he had a habit of not admitting his mistakes. Instead, he preferred to blame all his mistakes on others.

"Shut up, you bunch of country bumpkins! What do you know?"

Yang Soong smiled. His old classmate's courage was commendable. He actually dared to spit feces at the crowd.

Would the onlookers spoil him?

"Damn it. This ugly little Winter Melon doesn't have a mirror in his house, right?"

"What mirror? Wouldn't it be the same if he drank more water and went to the toilet?"

"Grandson, are you going to perform what you did just now again? It's too cute. Grandpa wants to record it and go back to the house! "

...

Zhou Yuanqi was completely naked. He turned around and saw Yang Soong standing calmly at the side smiling. He was even angrier. "What are you laughing at? You have already lost. Hurry up and pack your things and get out of here."

Yang Soong reached out his hand to Zhou Yuanqi and signaled him to pay attention to the judges behind him. "Old classmate, how is the calculation for adding and subtracting under 50?"

"What do you mean?"

The five judges all raised a 10 point sign.

"One, two, three, four and five. How is this possible? " Zhou Yuanqi stretched out his fat fingers and lost three times in a row. "Are you guys old? Did you get the wrong score?"

The more he said, the more he felt that he made sense.

"You guys are so old that your eyes are dizzy and your hands are shaking. That's why you wrote the wrong score. Hurry up and change it for me. How can Yang Soong, this piece of trash, get 50 points? He should get 0 points!"

Zhou Yuanqi was burning with anger. He stared at the three judges he had bribed. "Grandson, you guys took my money!

"Stop looking. I know what you are thinking." Li Weiming pulled out a black briefcase from under the table. "Are you trying to say that we have taken your money and will give you a high score for Food Pavilion? "Naive!"

The other two judges also pulled out the same type of briefcase.

I really don't know what to say to you. You only paid us this little money after buying us. Who are you looking down on? "

"Don't you know how to do homework before bribing people? Back then, in order to expose the dark side of the competition, our brothers even threw out millions of red packets."

"That's only a few hundred thousand. They can't even smash people to death."

"Grandson, I'll return it to you!"

Li Weiming took the lead and threw the briefcase filled with pink tickets over.0

"Ah!"

It hit Zhou Yuanqi's nose. His nose was bleeding profusely.

"Red, hahaha..."

"I'll give this back to you too!"

"Don't, don't hit me, aiya!"

"There's one more."

Bang!

Zhou Yuanqi was smashed by the money.

Clang!

He was too heavy and bounced off the floor.

"I, I want to call the police... I want to catch you old bastards!"

"Oh, my head hurts -"

Zhou Yuanqi actually fainted.

This performance, Su Cheng's "touching porcelain.

"Who's afraid of you?" Li Weiming was the first to disagree.

Yang Soong went over and said, "Why should we arrest him? The judges just returned your things. You did not pick them up."

He really wanted to laugh. Zhou Yuanqi had really fallen this time.

"I bought the judges and interfered with the fairness of the competition. I think I should call the police."

Zhou Yuanqi pretended to be dead. His eyelids twitched.

"Since we have called the police, let's form a team and save some trouble for the police." Yang Soong looked at Zhou Yuanqi with satisfaction. His whole face was twitching. "Let me make the call. Do you want to talk about you first, or about me first? "

"Do you want to make a draft?"

The crowd was watching, and the scene was very quiet.

There was a live broadcast that had taken aerial photos. The camera had a close-up of Zhou Yuanqi's face on the stage.

"Ha! He rubbed the foundation."

"This Zhou guy's skin is too dry, he's actually stuck with powder."

"One cry, two make trouble, three hang himself. Master Young Master Zhou really got the essence of it."

Yang Soong squatted next to Zhou Yuanqi and said, "He's crying, he's crying, he's crying, and he's hanging himself. Master Young Master Zhou has learned a lot about him. "It's not good for your health to faint for too long. Old classmate, I'll give you first aid now!"

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