Mi Qingxia lowered her head, but her face blushed silently.
Duan Yuchen was holding his phone and scrolling through the chat history.
"Eat well."
The message sent by Gouzi is extremely short!
Sure enough, it is exactly like him.
Duan Yuchen chuckled softly, it was really outrageous.
Then I can only act like a little sun on earth and coax him.
"Would you please come pick me up after the show? And then you can go home and cook for me. I really miss you making dinner for me."
Duan Yuchen looked down at his phone and was a little absent-minded while finishing his meal.
Mi Qingxia was holding a few bottles of mineral water in her hands.
Looking at the young man's appearance, my heart tightened slightly.
Who is Duan Yuchen messaging?
From the time they started eating until now, they haven't dared to raise their heads.
"Don't look down at your phone too often while eating. It's not good for your health." Mi Qingxia reached out and handed over a bottle of mineral water.
Duan Yuchen nodded, then quickly took a picture of himself and his dog having dinner, and then turned off the screen of his phone.
He looked so honest, just like a husband who was away on business.
Mi Qingxia was watching from the side with a hint of disappointment in her eyes.
After all, the three of them are currently just partners at best.
After this show ends, I'm afraid we will never have any contact again in this life.
Mi Qingxia thought so in her heart.
The next day soon arrived.
Before going on stage, many agents around were there to give guidance.
Fu Xingchang felt completely hopeless about his life. He just hoped that his cubs could once again demonstrate what it meant to be a lucky charm, and it would be best if the other two could be even more powerful.
Then he took Duan Yuchen to advance directly.
Go up and draw a number.
Duan Yuchen just picked out a number at random.
There are 5 groups in total.
But they are the last one.
Duan Yuchen didn't really care.
After all, the last one is the last one. If the previous ones perform in the same way, the last one will be able to stand out.
Mi Qingxia's heart was in her throat.
"It's okay, it's okay. I'm here, what are you afraid of?" Li Xingchen comforted.
Duan Yuchen nodded and said, "The worst that can happen is death. We can still be heroes next time."
The first few are actually first-tier and second-tier traffic stars.
Although the first round relies on the judges to give scores, the audience's scores also account for 10%.
One group is eliminated each time you choose.
The last two groups remaining will compete again.
Duan Yuchen did some calculations.
It feels okay.
Just as Duan Yuchen had said, some of the people in front of them almost all sang their latest songs about love.
It would be fine if you could cast two, but the third and fourth would be particularly disadvantageous.
The ratings subsequently dropped significantly.
Even the judges seemed a little absent-minded.
suddenly.
A pinched opera voice came from the front desk.
Duan Yuchen narrowed his eyes slightly.
If he heard correctly, the song the other person was singing seemed to be adapted from a story.
But why does this story feel so familiar?
Mi Qingxia's face turned pale and her heart sank.
"It's okay, just do as I taught you last night." Duan Yuchen comforted.
Fu Xingchang was a little dazed.
Last night?
teach? ?
What did you do last night?
Besides, he has been with Duan Yuchen for such a long time, how come he doesn’t know that he also has singing skills?
Mi Qingxia clenched her hands slightly when she noticed the boy's distinct black and white eyes.
The whole person's gaze paused a lot.
Duan Yuchen actually didn't take the tone just now to heart.
The other party was obviously also modified temporarily.
It’s just that this story is very similar to the novel he wrote online before.
Of course you can adapt it.
But has the original author agreed?
Duan Yuchen had a creepy smile on his face. If he remembered correctly, the first competition required originality, right?
And what the hell is this song about?
There is no tune, and the words are weird.
Singing a good opera tune like this would be embarrassing for any artist.
But at this moment, the response from below is quite loud.
After all, this kind of song is not popular on the Internet right now.
And this is also live broadcast.
Duan Yuchen slowly borrowed a cell phone from the agent next to him.
Then I logged directly into the platform where the live broadcast was taking place.
I registered a small account casually.
"Isn't this the plot of the novel I wrote? Could this singing group please tell me if they adapted it without my consent?"
Duan Yuchen said this and then quickly logged out of the account.
This comment is indeed extraordinary.
Some fans followed and started cursing.
Duan Yuchen looked at him with a smile on his face.
Go ahead and curse.
I’ll scold you enough and then come over to slap you in the face.
Fu Xingchang reached out to take his cell phone and shuddered.
Then he silently tugged at the corner of Duan Yuchen's clothes and said, "Hey, don't look at me so creepily. It's scary..."
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