Chapter 740: Chapter 740: 380 Thinking of Each Other_2

Chapter 740: 380 Thinking of Each Other_2

What a heroine she is.

Zheng Qing raised the wine bottle, “Cheers.”

The farce was successfully settled.

Aunt Hong waved her hand: “I’m a woman of my word, and you all know me well. I welcome those who come to support me with open arms, but I won’t tolerate troublemakers.”

Her tone suddenly became heavier, and she glanced meaningfully at Zhang Zhao.

Zhang Zhao’s heart jumped involuntarily, and he nervously shrank his shoulders.

Zheng Qing hooked her lips, staring at the woman’s enchanting figure, “Aunt Hong...”

Ming Jing lowered her gaze, lightly saying, “An old acquaintance.”

Zheng Qing raised an eyebrow in surprise, “You know her?”

Ming Jing smiled, her eyes in the flickering light, like a thick fog.

“Isn’t she your old acquaintance?”

Zheng Qing clicked her tongue, “I knew I couldn’t hide it from you.”

Aunt Hong walked forward a few steps, laughing, “Our Yueyue is a bit shy, don’t tease her, Yueyue. I remember you like singing, why don’t you sing a song for everyone?”

Yueyue took a deep breath, “I...I’ll sing a folk song from my hometown for everyone...”

In the campaigning stage, each person would remove the mask on their face one by one, and this was tonight’s main event.

As expected, each one was a young and beautiful face, each with its unique charm, dazzling to the eyes.

Only the eighth girl, who played the flute, was not outstanding and somewhat ordinary, but still a pretty woman.

As for Number Ten, no one had high hopes.

Although her singing was good, her performance from beginning to end was too petty and somewhat disgraceful.

When the tenth girl took off her mask, there was a moment of silence.

Immediately followed by whistles and shouting in the hall, the atmosphere once again reached its peak.

On the high platform, the girl had silky black hair, a delicate face, exquisite features, and willowy eyebrows framing her almond eyes. With a delicate nose and red lips, she had a classically graceful and elegant appearance, especially her pair of black amber eyes, showing a timid hesitance, evoking pity and love.

Standing among a group of heavily made-up, flirtatious girls, she stood out and was even more noticeable.

With her pitiful appearance at the moment, she aroused the protective instincts in men’s hearts. Even just a shy glance could hook a man’s soul.

The bronze plate’s digital dial had numbers from 0 to 9, with 0 meaning 10. Removing a number meant supporting that contestant—interesting and cheat-proof.

When the staff member came to Zheng Qing to collect the bronze plate, Zheng Qing fiddled with it, the round plate magically appearing and disappearing between her fingers, making people’s hearts tremble in fear.

“I abstain.” She felt sick every time she saw this kind of show where women catered to men’s preferences.

Voting? Voting my ass.

The staff member looked extremely troubled—every man who came here was excited, only this person was an anomaly.