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Chapter 52 night, from now on ([-])

Two of the three abstained, and one couldn't continue the performance and left the stage early. Seeing that the No.7 contestant had already appeared, Jing Hexi sat in his seat, crossed his long legs, and made sarcastic remarks.

"Hey, do you think laurels are so easy to get? If you want to do it, you have to be a person with connotation. It's useless just to look good."

All those present here were also unusual people, and when they heard Jing Hexi's words, they all had different expressions.

Yin Qiao made a gesture to refute, Qin Huan took Yin Qiao's arm and shook his head towards her.

Yin Qiao gave Jing Hexi a white look, and said in a low voice, "What are you showing off, the Jing family is amazing!"

An inexplicable voice in Qin Huan's heart said, "The Jing family is indeed remarkable. They are born with a golden spoon in their mouths. Some people are incomparable in their entire lives, such as myself."

Soon, everyone started to go out to wait for the stage. Qin Huan was left alone in the background. She was thinking about whether to tell the school administrator that she had abstained from voting. At this time, a girl in staff clothes walked in , she walked up to Qin Huan, then smiled at Qin Huan, reached out and put something in Qin Huan's hand, then turned around and left without waiting for Qin Huan to say anything.

Qin Huan glanced at the things in his hands, and his expression changed slightly.

After Chen Jingyu finished her performance as No.2, there was a burst of applause from the front stage, and someone came to the backstage to invite Qin Huan.

When Qin Huan stepped onto the stage, everyone was staring at her, but they didn't see any musical instruments in her hands.

There was a high chair on the stage. Qin Huan was wearing a hollow white short cheongsam and sat sideways on it. At the same time, the lights in the entire auditorium dimmed, and only a beam of light fell from Qin Huan's head and shone on her body.

There was a slight commotion in the audience, but Qin Huan just looked indifferent. Under everyone's gaze, Qin Huan raised his left hand. In her hand was a delicate harmonica. Because it was very small, she held it on stage just now, so almost everyone No one saw it.

"Mouth organ, it's actually a mouth organ..."

"Can a harmonica perform in such an occasion?"

"This is the first time I saw someone playing the harmonica in our school..."

For a while, the audience was full of discussions, until the host personally walked onto the stage and handed Qin Huan a microphone with a stand.

The silver mask on Qin Huan's face exuded a psychedelic color under the light. Her nose bridge was straight, her red lips were dazzling, and she held a delicate harmonica in her hands and brought it to her lips.

How should I describe the sound of the melodica...it's not as elegant as a piano, not as long as a violin, and not as high-quality as a cello, but it has a naturalness that all instruments don't have.

When I was young, I used to think that the sound of a melodica was similar to that of a whistle. It was the sound closest to the human body itself. Because of the similarity, I was familiar with it.

Who would have thought that a beauty like Qin Huan would sit on a high chair and lazily play the harmonica?

Who would have imagined that the sound from the harmonica would be so heart-stirring.

Because of their surprise, it took a long time for everyone to realize that what Qin Huan was playing was "Night Gathering".

Just because of that strange ring, I re-examined your slender finger, the fingerprint you gave me, I owe you my heart, I am afraid I have to return it to the angel tonight... Forgive you, and your ring finger, you let me believe that you really have feelings This matter, ah, nostalgia is too extravagant, I have to envy someone, young and ignorant...

For the coincidence of two people, there is always one person insisting on it.

Although Qin Huan didn't sing a single word, those classic words and beautiful pictures seemed to come alive before his eyes.For a moment, everyone was intoxicated and addicted.

Yin Qiao was stunned when she heard it in the background. From her angle, she could see Qin Huan's profile, slender legs, straight back, graceful face, and slender eyelashes that were not covered by the mask. .

There was no sound in the audience until five seconds after Qin Huan's song ended, I don't know who started it, and thunderous applause broke out for a long time.

Qin Huan stood up and bowed in respect, then returned to the backstage with applause.

Yin Qiao pulled Qin Huan and said, "Senior sister, you are so handsome, I, I don't even know what to say, you are my idol!"

Qin Huan smiled lightly and said, "Is it that exaggerated?"

Yin Qiao kept nodding her head, when the phone rang, Yin Qiao picked it up, the voices of Li Mu and Pan Chenhao came from the phone, "Senior Sister, Senior Sister, you are our idol!"

Yin Qiao held the phone so far away that it hurt her ears.

The people in the backstage all looked at Qin Huan with weird eyes, not derogatory, maybe they felt that they fell in love with a song because of one song, and the speed was too fast, and they were surprised.

The host's voice came from outside, Xu was selecting the top three finalists, so it was very lively.

Jing Hexi walked up to Qin Huan, and she said with a bad expression, "There is no melodica among the ten musical instruments, you are violating the rules of the competition!"

Qin Huan looked at Jing Hexi and said, "The school is temporarily adjusted. If you are dissatisfied, you can find the school."

Her calm tone made Jing Hexi even more angry.

Yin Qiao glanced at her eyes and said, "Some people are unbalanced in their hearts? If they are unbalanced, they can play a melody with a harmonica, no one will stop them."

Jing Hexi glared at Yin Qiao, Yin Qiao was not Qin Huan, she immediately looked back generously.

Qin Huan didn't want to pull Yin Qiao in, so she took Yin Qiao's arm and said, "Let's go, let's go in."

Yin Qiao stared at Jing Hexi all the way, then walked inside with Qin Huan.

The results of the outside selection came out soon, and there were three finalists in no particular order: Jing Hexi, Qin Huan, and Yin Qiao.

Regarding this result, one does not need to think about it. The voices outside must be mixed.

When Qin Huan went to the bathroom, he heard a voice from the next door saying, "What, it's just fighting with me here!"

"That's right, Jing Hexi is from the Jing family. I heard that Yin Qiao's father is a real estate tycoon in Singapore! Tsk, so rich, why don't you just give her the laurels!"

"Hmph, two people are fighting for a laurel crown. I want to see whether Jing Hexi or Yin Qiao will win tonight!"

The sound of flushing water sounded, and the sound of high heels gradually faded away. Qin Huan came out of the cubicle, and she walked to the sink to wash her hands. There was no superfluous expression on her face.

After going out, Yin Qiao immediately pulled Qin Huan over and said with a smile, "Senior sister, after you win the laurels today, shall we go out with the whole class?"

Qin Huan looked at the smiling Yin Qiao, and said, "How are you sure I won?"

Yin Qiao blinked and said, "Isn't it? I think you are the best. You are good-looking and talented. Why can't you be number one?"

Qin Huan added in his mind: no money.