Timo looked at the backs of the two men, lost in thought, tears of joy flowing from his eyes.
Her musical dream can finally come true.
〖Teemo met a noble person when he went out today, how nice!〗
〖Happy for you, go Teemo!〗
Come on, Teemo, you're the best!
The fans in the live broadcast room were all happy for her and cheered her on.
Teemo wiped away his tears and said to the live broadcast room: "Thank you, thank you everyone, let's stop here for today."
I chatted with the fans for a few more minutes and they understood.
Teemo ended the live broadcast and walked towards the hotel.
......
Chen Muyang and Song Zhuer returned home, washed up, and fell asleep in each other's arms.
It's late at night.
The Internet is bustling with activity!
As the World Cup qualifiers approach, more and more people are discussing how the matches will turn out.
A topic titled "When will Chen Muyang see the bright moon?" immediately became a trending search!
In addition to the videos shot by the audience on site, there were also screen recordings of tens of thousands of fans in Timo’s live broadcast room, which directly sent the topic to the hot search.
"Is this still a song? This is simply poetry!"
“I think the lyrics are so beautiful.”
“I sound better when I’m there.”
"Ahhh, they are showing off their love in public."
"They are so loving and sweet."
"He loves her, but he doesn't love the readers. That's too much!"
"That's right, let's go, let's go and urge for another update."
......
The next day, Thursday.
Early in the morning.
Before Chen Muyang woke up, he was awakened by a series of urgent phone calls.
He reached his hand out from under the quilt and fumbled around for a while before he found his cell phone.
Connected.
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