The male god strikes: the black belly cute treasure asks for a like

Chapter 73 I'm Your Man (17)

Luo Xiaoxiao bit her lip: "I'm hungry."

"I'll notify the butler that lunch is ready."

"I want to eat right now."

"." Lin Hui looked through the rearview mirror: "I will send Miss Luo back to the old house within an hour."

"I want to eat now!" Luo Xiaoxiao repeated word for word.

"Sorry, I can't help it." After finishing speaking, he started the car and drove on the road smoothly.

An hour later, the car returned to the old house.

There was already a servant waiting by the side, opening the car door for Luo Xiaoxiao.

It's useless to be unwilling.

Fortunately, she did not see Gu Ze.

On the way back to the room in fear, he didn't meet Gu Ze again, so he was really relieved.

As soon as she got back to the room, Luo Xiaoxiao threw herself on the bed.

Taking out the PASS card, I couldn't help being happy.

As long as she can participate in Qingyin, she will be one point closer to her dream. If she can win the championship, maybe she can be popular again.

When she got enough treatment for Nini, she took Nini to go abroad for treatment.

At that time, even Ming Xixuan will be afraid of her.

She couldn't help raising the corners of her lips when she thought of a life that would no longer require worrying about the future.

By the way, arrange the table.

She hurriedly got up and took out the form from her backpack.

It marked the rules of the light music competition and the arrangement of the first preliminary round.

This should be a secret in the game, because knowing the opponent's conditions, one may use one's strengths to avoid one's weaknesses, which is unfair to other players.

But she got it.

She didn't expect that Gu Ze's tentacles could reach so far, she always thought he was just a son-in-law who was shielded by his family's glory
Opening the schedule, Luo Xiaoxiao took out a pen and wrote and drew on it.

There are a few contestants that she has an impression of. When she was still Luo Shuishui, she had met with each other several times. In terms of age, she did not meet the conditions for participation at all.

So, isn't she the only paratrooper here?

Luo Xiaoxiao continued to look down, and couldn't help shaking her fingers.

The back of each contestant marked the opponent's qualifications, including age, height, measurements, excavation points, and even the photogenic level of the face. The last column stated the opponent's competition history. She glanced at it carefully. , there are a few personal introductions, which are full of long experience in competitions and awards, which blinds the eyes of outsiders.

And she. . . . .

She finds the last page.

In her resume column, it was empty, clean without even a ink dot, and in the excavation point, there was only one word, which was very beautiful.

She didn't know whether to be happy or sad.

She once entered this circle because of her beauty, and she was caught by a devil and almost hid in the sea because of her beauty. Now, she still only has this face if she can get her hands on it.

But this is a singing competition.

How much more points can this face add?
But in the next second, determination flashed in his eyes again.

Although the only way to be famous is to become a champion?There are many ways to catch people's attention, it depends on whether she is willing to do it.

She has already fallen into such a situation, what is dignity and shame?
Rekindling hope, Luo Xiaoxiao took a pen and concentrated on studying the report, carefully circled and categorized every person who might become a competitor.

Unknowingly, the sky has slowly darkened.

Luo Xiaoxiao stretched her sore shoulders, unknowingly writing for so long.

(End of this chapter)