Chapter 155: Great, my little masher (23)

So, sometimes people want to die, and they can't stop them.

If Shen Yingbo is as quiet as a chicken, Fanxing will put him aside for the

time being in doubt. After I have raised the little flowers, I will realize my

wish of "make him crazy, make him crazy, and make him hit the big wall".

He can jump and jump vigorously, and it will only make the boss realize his

wish in advance.

But if he is dead, Shen Yingbo can also be ranked second.

No matter what, the number one won't have his turn--

Xie Zhan is the one who won the first prize.

Xie Zhan was still full of energy during the first week of reaching a dirty

deal.

That rampant mentality, as if there was a little person in my heart, yelling

with arms akimbo: Oh, my old lady is near the gold master today, and from now

on, I will live by wind and wind or rain and rain. , Let everyone kneel down

and apologize for the life of confession!

So in order to please the father of the gold master-Fanxing.

Xie Zhan conscientiously followed the list and worked hard to be a canary.

The issue is……

Which family's father is so hard to serve?

To raise a canary, you have to rap?

His mother Xie Ruyin was originally a woman who didn't work on all fours and

all the grains. She gave birth to him for the sake of the mother and son, but

she was turned away. In order to live, I relied on being young at the

beginning to hook up with other wealthy people. When I was old and faint, I

started to do business with peace of mind.

Since childhood, Xie Ruyin taught him how to please Shen Liancheng, how to

smile flatly, and how to shamelessly.

Slightly older, Xie Ruyin saw that he was a trash and was of no use, so she

simply used him as her lover's servant.

During the long and unresistible childhood, he himself only learned how to

look at his face, so that he would be beaten less.

Singing, dancing, rap, sports are not what he is good at.

He is malnourished, so he can move less if he can, otherwise, he is prone to

hypoglycemia.

He asked Fanxing about one million a month. It was his lion's open mouth and

wanted to kill him. In fact, he had never seen so much money.

The program team gave him 10,000 yuan every month, and he felt that he had

made a fortune.

In order to make the money he was taking advantage of, he was willing to spare

it, and practiced diligently every day, even putting aside the previously

indispensable people.

But his foundation is too weak, and his comprehension ability in this area is

not good, so he is really reluctant to learn.

I only sleep for three or four hours a day, compressing my energy to the

extreme. After a week, singing is still barely out of tune, dancing barely

keeps up with the rhythm, rapping...

Xie Zhan, who dreamed of attacking the face, died a week later.

Sure enough, he was really just a waste.

Useless waste.

Even if the possibility of a counterattack is placed in front of him, he does

not have such a cool ability to grasp it in a short time.

"Tonight, I have something to tell you." Xie Zhan said in a low voice as he

passed Fanxing.

No, he felt that he had to find another way.

The reference figures who sang, danced and rap listed on the gold master's

father's list were all the top single subjects in "The Road to Extraordinary".

For him to be top-notch, Xie Zhan is self-aware, impossible!

And too tired!

He is willing to fall, and he is willing to be a canary for the father of the

gold master. Since he has fallen, he will fall to the end.

He doesn't mind being a little white face--

"I'll be waiting for you in your office tonight." Xie Zhan finished speaking

and left quickly, no one saw it.