After Transmigrating Into An Idol Talent Show

Chapter 120

When the live broadcast started, all the members of Infinite9 squeezed together as much as possible and greeted the camera with a smile.

When all the members said the group name with a sense of ceremony, the fans swiped the screen faster.

Because there may be some passers-by who come in, everyone will introduce themselves one by one, and take turns passing the mobile phone to make a one-person introduction.

When he saw the message in Portuguese, Fan Xi, who always insisted on "ask if you don't understand", patted Qin Lu curiously: "Wow, is this also from a fan? Lu, what language is this?"

Qin Lu didn't see it just now, and when Fan Xi pointed to the newly refreshed message and asked again, he confirmed, "Portuguese."

"You know that too!!" Fan Xi didn't mind that others found him to be a fool. He scratched his head and asked, "Uh, which country does Portuguese use?"

Qin Lu said simply: "More than one country, Brazil should be the most used."

In order to understand the world, Qin Lu has seen the existing world map, and he found that his memory has become better. Although he may still be a little far from being unforgettable, he can memorize it to some extent. Fortunately, the differences are very small, there is no difference in general, and several common languages ​​are the same.

Seeing that some foreign fans were posting [cananyonehelpustranslatepleaseTT...], some domestic fans translated the members' conversations in real time in the comments.

After a little delay to get what Fan Xi was saying, the foreign fans who were cued immediately sent several English messages——

[lovefromBrazil! [heart]]

Seeing this message, Qin Lu tapped Fan Xi's head and said with a smile, "It's true that it's a Brazilian fan."

Fan Xi couldn't understand why they had Brazilian fans, and how could the other party know about them, but he was very happy with this unexpected surprise and responded enthusiastically: "Thankyou, baxifans! giveyouallmylove!"

Kim You Eun spit out: "Do you think that if you change the tone of Chinese, Brazilian fans will be able to understand what you are talking about?"

Fan Xi picked up the pillow on the sofa and smashed Jin Youen's head: "Thank you, Xiba."

Kim Yoo Eun: "On the live broadcast, Korean fans know that you are scolded and you will be disqualified as an idol..."

Before he could finish speaking, Fan Xi's throw pillow smashed his face: "Yeah! Fan Cola! Xiba!"

Fan Xi laughed: "You fake Korean, what is Xiba, hahahahaha!"

Jin Youen: "...Fan Cola, you are really dead."

Fan Xi said sternly: "Oh, live broadcast, if you bully me in the team in front of Chinese fans, you will be disqualified as an idol!"

Kim Yoon gritted his teeth in anger.

Qin Lu looked at the faster messages that he swiped for a while, and shook his head in a funny and helpless manner: "...Enough, foreign fans don't understand and think that you are really arguing and are already persuading."

Jin Youen: "What do you think, we are just quarreling!"

Fan Xi responded quickly and leaned in front of the camera, smiling brightly and energetically: "don'tmind! We'refriend!"

Kim Yoon: "Pull it down!!!"

Wei Zige had already burst into laughter.

If nine people are sitting side by side, it is really difficult to fit on the same screen, so after the difficulty of turning the camera back and forth, they finally only have Han Suyan, Liao Junchen, Nan Xiao sitting on the sofa, Fan Xi and Fan Xi who are fighting hard. Jin Youen stood in the back row, Yu Zifei, who was trying to be marginalized, stood by the window, leaving only traces of his existence, Wei Zige, Su Qinglan and Qin Lu sat on the carpet.

Although it was still very crowded, I could barely fit it with a selfie stick.

However, when reading the message, you have to get closer.

When the selfie stick was in Qin Lu's hands, there was no staff cue process, and it was a free-to-fly live broadcast, so Qin Lu thought about it and said, "Do you have anything to ask us? Everyone can ask, and choose three at random. Answer it."

Qin Lu sat on the carpet, leaning against the sofa behind his back, and turned to look at his teammates: "Is it alright?"

The teammates nodded at the same time, of course they would not refuse.

The message suddenly became enthusiastic, and the fans of Lu began to be full of energy, and the speed of swiping the screen was dazzling.

As the live broadcast went on for a while, the number of viewers rose again, and more foreign fans left messages.

The members don't know where these foreign fans come from, but the company's publicity campaign is indeed very powerful. The "archaeological" progress of overseas fans has been equal to that of domestic fans, and some people even mentioned today's latest work map.

Others didn't cue the process, so Qin Lu proposed to answer the question, and he was the first to answer, but not all fans were asking questions.

He watched the messages scroll, and it wasn't all on the bright side. In the mass confession, the maliciousness has also become more obvious.

[Lu Lu is so close ah ah ah ah ah]

[Today's work picture is super handsome! Looking forward to the short commercial! ! ! ]

[Lu Lu's acting must be very good too, Mr. Narita has followed you! ! Mom is so proud! ]

[Are you sick? What are the staff doing? Why is Qin Lu in control? Can you change someone to take the mobile phone?]

[The royal family is so annoying, what kind of unique character is created? I vomited really, stepping on someone else's upper position is the worst]

[ilearnedchineseyouguysmean, he'sonly17]

[Lu Lu, I love you ah ah ah ah, I feel that you have lost weight and eat well! ]

[Relying on the face of the royal family all the time, so annoying! ! go away?]

[idon'tunderstandanythingbutpleasekindmybaby]

[loveyouboylulu]

[Lu Lu, don't read the message! ! Cao Nima **** sunspots will go to **** for me! ! ! ]

[Lu Lu, we all love you so much, don't worry about those rotten people]

The speed of Lu Feng's screen is very fast, but there will be more bad comments. Although the proportion is small, it has been uninterrupted.

This is the first time that Qin Lu has seen a message head-on. Even though he was mentally prepared for the possible negative comments on the Internet, he was still a little stunned when he actually saw it.

Qin Lu adjusted very quickly. He couldn't see the change in his mood. He smiled gently and said, "Ah, I haven't seen much of the problem. Maybe everyone hasn't thought about it yet, so ask others first?"

He naturally handed the phone to Wei Zige on the side. The other party didn't look at the screen just now, so he didn't know any bad comments.

Because the speed of message swiping is fast, and the selfie stick is used to accommodate nine people, the members in the back row can't read the text clearly, but both Liao Junchen and Han Suyan can see it.

Although Qin Lu was still calm, as if he didn't take it to heart, Han Suyan's face was very bad.

Wei Zige was laughing and interacting with the message without knowing it, and Han Suyan suddenly stood up.

"Wait a moment."