Chapter 1459

The monsoon was like being hit by Bai zhantang. It took a long time to get back to his senses. He rushed directly to Bo Qing's feet, and a sad erhu soundtrack sounded in his ears.

"President sister, how evil is it?"

Bo Qing: "more demons, more demons."

Monsoon tearful, "can you refuse?"

Bo Qing shook his head firmly.

The monsoon immediately sat back and coughed. He never looked serious, "then I won't go."

Thin tilt frown, "I can't help you."

Monsoon said painstakingly, "sister president, you can go to the king of songs, but you can't have the training."

Thin inclined eyebrow tip light pick, "tell me."

Monsoon pointed to himself, "sister president, take a good look at me, take a good look."

Thin pour dislikes monsoon to be wordy, impatiently growled out, "less nonsense."

"I'm an idol sect. If I become a power sect at once, won't I lose a lot of powder? No, absolutely not!" monsoon shook his head and made a serious matter.

Thin tilted his eyes. "I said, you have to go, you have to go if you don't go."

The monsoon "tut" said, "sister president, why don't you listen to advice? My singing skills have improved so much at once. How can I afford my face powder?"

Thin tilt: "..."

"It's really not good. Sister president, you can set up a koi human design for me. You see how consistent I am. I have everything since I was born. All roads lead to Rome. I was born in Rome. I am the most popular to participate in a competition. I can't do anything. Just so many people like it. Don't you say it's irritating? What a good human design. You have to let me train?"

The monsoon is so excited that the thin and inclined three views are somewhat fragmented.

"Where did you learn these ideas of getting something for nothing? Stop talking nonsense to me. Your twin sisters have invited you a vocal music teacher from abroad. It will officially start tomorrow. In two months, I don't ask you to win the king of songs, but you should at least compare with Du Ruo."

Monsoon: "

At least?

Du Ruo: "

"Sister president, would you like to think about it again?"

Thin and selfless, "No."

So, the next day, the monsoon was sent to the devil's training by people in the Mexican cold belt, and finally his mobile phone was confiscated.

Two months, even temporary cramming is a little useful.

Just when monsoon was trained, the "king of songs" program team officially announced the guests. Among them, except for some heavenly kings and divas in the singing world, there are only two newcomers, one monsoon and one Deng Boshen.

That means that the confrontation between Bo Qing and Xi Luoqing begins again.

Monsoon gradually accepted this fact and began to receive training from the beginning of resistance and rebellion.

Two months later

Monsoon clearance.

Bo Qing checked the current level of monsoon... It must be better than Du Ruo, but it has made a lot of progress. At least his breath is stable, he is no longer his old white voice, and he has some skills in singing.

Bo Qing really doesn't expect monsoon to create a miracle and win the song king. He just needs to win Deng baishen.

Seeing that there is still a week to record, Bo Qing took a holiday to monsoon, let him have a good rest, relax and welcome the next game in his best state.

Monsoon patted himself on the chest. "Don't be nervous, sister president. Who does the king of songs give me? I'm a man who has been trained by the devil for two months. The teacher... He's not human, he... Sobbing..."