Huo Ci squatted down weakly, hugging his head with both hands and harshly scratching his scalp.
After so much effort, it all went to waste!
That damned Li Xiujie, wait till he finishes his performance, he's going to beat him so hard he'll be searching for his teeth.
Ten minutes later, Li Xiujie came down from the stage. He looked at Huo Ci squatting on the ground and sneered, "Yo, isn't this Huo Ci, the hot favorite contestant about to debut in the center position? Why are you squatting here like a sick cat?"
Huo Ci lifted his head, his peach blossom eyes bloodshot as he glared at Li Xiujie, "You looking for a death wish?"
Li Xiujie was initially startled by Huo Ci's gloomy and cold eyes, but then the sneer on his lips deepened, "Tsk, tsk, tsk, what happened to your voice? It's gotten so hoarse. Can you still sing?"
"I thought you'd make it to the grand finals. Turns out you're about to be stopped in your tracks!"
