As a result, Bada and Zheng Lie won, while Zheng Jae-jeong and GD took a step closer to the abyss.

Park Myung-soo couldn't help it anymore and began to scold GD.

"I am the first singer and the result will not be good. Oh, Kim Fan-soo was also ranked sixth last time!"

gd felt very wronged.

"I didn't want to lose. How did I know this would happen?"

Amid the crowd's crazy laughter, Park Myung-soo couldn't hold it anymore.

"What's the use of a good song, fool!!!"

There was a lot of fun here, and Bada and Zhenglie ignored them and went on a duel.

As a result, Zheng Lie won by chance, and without thinking, he directly chose the fourth place.

This is a middle position, neither good nor bad, and the pressure is not that great.

Now, everyone's focus is on bada.

"Which number do you choose?"

Bada hesitated for a moment.

“No. 1?”

This was amazing. Jung Hyung-don and Park Myung-soo were so excited that they almost celebrated.

But before they could make any moves, bada smiled.

"I'm lying to you, No. 3!"

Jung Hyun-don was really angry and wanted to settle the score with Bada, but failed because of Lu Hongzhe's obstruction.

Now, the final is left. The winners and losers of Paris Swamp and gg, a very subtle winner.

The two teams now have only one idea, that is, avoid one.

So when Zheng Zai-xing and GD came on stage, they were all very nervous.

Before the showdown, Park Myung-soo also learned from Jung Hyung-don and began to find reasons.

"I'll tell you the truth, why can't we be the first? We have prepared a lot of lighting and equipment, and electronic music. If we were number one, the people below us would definitely be dead."

Shi Zhenqiu dissed him.

"Brother, don't worry, your stage is at dawn, and all the preparations are useless. So, you are the only ones who are dead!"

Park Myung-soo closed his eyes in pain, looking like he was about to die.

Jung Hyun-don also started selling pitifulness.

"In fact, we have symphony, and there are thirty people in the orchestra alone."

Yoo Jae-suk introduced: "The sunset has been around 8 o'clock recently, but due to the itinerary, if the performance starts around 6 o'clock, all the preparations are useless. There is still a big sun hanging in the sky."

When he talked about this, Park Myung-soo became even more angry and rushed over to teach a lesson.

It’s all because of this dead child, he can’t even win the stone, scissors and cloth.

But it was already the end, and Zheng Zai-sing and GD had no way out, so they could only decide the outcome.

As a result, when I saw that my cloth beat Zheng Zai-shaped stone, the gd, who had always been quiet, jumped very high and high, and his tone also rose.

"Aowu...aowu...win, we won."

Park Myung Soo finally showed her gums and accepted GD's hug.

As long as it is not the first one, it is good to be alive as long as it is not the first one.

But on the other hand, the Paris Swamp cannot accept reality.

"Our songs must wait until dark."

Zheng Zaixing also said: "Note that it's dark or not, No. 1 is definitely not OK."

Yoo Jae-suk was curious.

"Why not?"

Zheng Zai-sing said for granted: "The ratings of the Infinite Challenge will drop."

But Jung Hyun-dun abandoned him at this time.

"Why do you say this to me? I've worked very hard during this period, and I'm rising!"
Chapter completed!