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Chapter 160 Is He Coming?
Qian Yi was still knocking on the door.

"Yan Qingqing, you have the ability to seduce men, you have the ability to open the door, don't hide inside and keep silent, I know you are at home."

Yan Qing said: "..."

Someone, who will drag this word to her.

Please give her back the little brother who has a moving voice, gentle eyes and perfect cooperation just now, please.

Why didn't I realize that Qian Yi was a chatterbox just now?

Qian Yi was still knocking on the door.

Yan Qingqing didn't close him for long, and there were still people coming on stage, so Zhang Qing opened the door.

As soon as the door was pushed open, Qian Yi rushed to her with the guitar in his arms, "Look at it, how hot my guitar is outside."

Yan Qing said: "..."

I don't want to ignore him.

"The black team lost?" He put the guitar away and leaned over to take another look.

Yan hummed lightly, feeling uncomfortable for some reason.

Especially looking at Zhong Jingyuan's expression of wanting to cry but trying not to cry.

"Qian Yi..."

As soon as she finished speaking, she saw Qian Yi leaving with a sullen face.

And the direction is still Zhong Jingyuan's direction.

Yan Weiwei seems to have discovered something inexplicably.

"Do you think that Qian Yi and Zhong Jingyuan..."

Zhang Qing, who was arranging the equipment at the side, snorted softly, and put away the temporarily idle microphone: "You are very sensitive to other people's feelings."

Yan blinked lightly.

Feel offended.

"What do you mean……"

Zhang Qing stopped what she was doing, and quickly waved her hands: "It's nothing interesting, just keep going."

Yan Qing said: "..."

Why does she feel like a fool?

She turned her gaze back to the stage, where the host was announcing the results of the black group and the white group.

The black group lost in a complete mess, and there were no amazing contestants at all. Except for that Jiang Chengchen who dominated the limelight, almost no one else sang.

Yan Weiwei stood in the background, very close to the auditorium, so he could hear the voices of many audience members.

"Is the black team too weak..."

"I think those people are all like wood, relying on Jiang Chengchen to lead them is too slow..."

That's pretty much the way it is said.

Praise Jiang Chengchen to the sky, and then trample the other players to the ground.

This is only on campus. If it is really in the entertainment circle, the speech must be much worse than this.

She took a deep breath and took the microphone from Zhang Qing.

This microphone has the best sound quality in several sessions.

She smiled slightly at Zhang Qing.

Zhang Qing gave her a cheering gesture.

After all, compared with such a cute and amiable girl, who would like to see Miss Shan's stinky face?

Yan Weiwei was inexplicably nervous.

She didn't set her eyes on the opponent standing on the other side of the stage, but searched and glanced in the auditorium.

But from the top row to the first row, there was no familiar figure.

It would be a lie to say that you are not lost.

But maybe he is in a corner that he can't see, it is also possible.

After all, the venue is so big and so dark, it's normal not to find it.

Even thinking that way, her mood was more or less affected.

It felt like she was standing alone on the stage, with no one to support her.

Shan Lin looked at her with high fighting spirit, as if he was determined to win, and he must step on her to be reconciled.

Yan slightly staggered her gaze, and by the way, also staggered the light above her head.

Too dazzling.

And it gave her a headache.

　It’s Calvin’s time, let’s put one chapter first, and there will be another chapter later, I’ll read it when I get up tomorrow morning, give me a lot of comments, I love you Meng.

　　Then so be it.

　　From now until January 1st, the little cutie who ranks first in the active monthly list (it is the monthly list!!), I will give you a little dinosaur pillow, okay~~

　　
　
(End of this chapter)