Chapter 16 - God’s beautiful angel (1/2)
Sorry for the hiatus, I was busy with end of year exa this as a side project fro I’ DSI and scanlating a newit’s chinese not korean) called 唐山葬(tang shan zang) which is a parody of
西游记(journey to the west) where the useless /God becomes a shoujo, scantily clad at that Oh and this novel will be moved to kobatochandaisuki
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To Tupao Xiong, this series’ first donor Thanks for donating right from the start This is the last chap on xxw and it's dedicated to you(not kidding it was originally supposed to go up on kcds) so thanks for the support If you're still reading this series anyway
Translator: H0rr1bl3cpu
Editor:H0rr1bl3cpu
Chapter 16 - God’s beautiful angel
Tonight, the busiest places, apart frorounds of 《China’s Wonderful Sound》, were the surrounding internet ga companies outside The odds about ould be the cha was sung, for the first time, Dream Jade’s odds were lower than Green Tea’s in the ratio 1:07 Green Tea’s odds even reached 1:15, the highest in history
This was all because the third song co Only then did this delicate fluctuation of odds appear But ga stocks, at all ti co Asia’s biggest garoup, “Golden Glory[1]” was this round’s offeror[2] E as many as 50 people’s computerized offerees[2], in addition to over 1000 hatchet e central systeht at this key ae of the probability of the odds fluctuating to bet a lot of rasp their last chance to buy Drea skill was so obvious However, in these funds, there was an anomaly Some crackpot weirdo made use of the internet to directly bet 500,000￥ on Green Tea, even the brokers that dealt with orders were shocked
One had to know, that such a large order norh the internet Investors would noro to somewhere that sold famous wines and find hatchet men to bet as it was safer Of course if the investor wanted to conceal their identity, then it was a different ain tiers to prepare Shen Ming finally took off his earphones and stood up
“What do you want to do?” Asking Shen Ming this had already beco snickered
Not long after Shen Ming left, Green Tea, wearing a white shi+rt, black pants and black dress hat danced out froe in tune with the rhythm of Michael Jackson’s [Billie Jean] This was her final track and also the sure-kill technique that she had been practicing for half a year without publishi+ng
Her dance moves followed her teacher, Michael Jackson's fored to hold a 98 rese of pop’s Green Tea’s dance skills were definitely not granted by plastic surgery Moonwalk, 45° Tilt, Fouetté, En Pointe…… these moves in which even backup dancers weren't up to standard, werewhen done by Green Tea It was as if she was possessed by the ghost of Michael Jackson
Anyone with eyes would know that this was definitely Asia’s, or even the world’s best i to the hoarse shouts and shrill cries over there, one would be able to understand just how 1337[4] Green Tea was
After the song ended, points were not iiven They were to be decided based on SMS votes fro it on TV Every 100000 votes from different nuo on stage would have an advantage After all, a good enough perforrab a phone and give their vote Even if Dreaive a better performance afterwards, votes froo up first showed that Green Tea’s backer’s tentacles had already reached out and latched onto the director of the finals…
Before going up on stage, Drea But to be a celebrity, one e Even if she were to lose, she still had to sing the last song with a smile
“Second place, here I come” Dreas with air With a se This was the finale, it absolutely had to be done to the best of her ability
Seeing the faces of all the instructors filled with regret, it was obvious that Drea co to Green Tea in the end There are times e can only accept reality More so e have already done our best in an unchangeable reality This is what life is
But right when Drea, a “kacha” sound was heard Then, all the stage lights turned off and even the music was abruptly stopped The audience on site started whispering Logic dictates that a live broadcast of such a level should not experience such issues
The on-site director went e control room! Answer me! What the fuck happened over there?! Did they all die? At least let uards also rushed to the security room However, the door was locked from the inside and there was even a broken toothpick inserted into the keyhole There was simply no way to open the door
“Kick it down! Ram it! Blow it up with a bomb! Just open the damn door for me!” The director shouted until his voice was hoarse and he was exhausted
Ten over bodyguards rammed the iron door one after another For the sake of sound insulation, the door was et about stopping bullets, even if a bouarantee that it would work on the door which was blocked by 4 speakers that weighed up to 300kg each
As for the ten over workers that were originally in the roozi[5] with duct tape and tossed into a corner Every single one of theht at the horrible de some keys on the keyboard
Several tens of seconds later, the large screen at the back of the stage suddenly lit up There weren’t any lighting effects, only a single sentence, “just sing that song you wanted to sing It was really nice to listen to—— The Man that Trespassed into Your Heart[6]”
“Annoying bodyguard, is there anything that you don’t dare to do?” Meng Qi, whose eyes were glistening with tears, couldn’t help but laugh Shen Ming was exactly as he said, and understood Drea no way to continue the fast song and energetic dance, the backup dancers stepped down frouitar on her back and a chair as she walked towards the center of the stage
“Hey! Where are you? Was the chaos onstage caused by you?” Xiao Yi called Shen Ming’s phone and hurriedly said
“No way~ Like i said, I took a piss~”
“Pee your sister! You’ve been gone for 20with your prostate?!” Xiao Yi said with annoyance
“Is there so a shi+t while I was at it?”
“What’s that banging sound? And what’s with people screa to chop you into pieces?”
“There’s only a single toilet[7], and I’ve been squatting for too long It’s nothingup outside