This trend music competition is still very standard, although the entertainment level of the entire parallel world is very low, but there are not a few people with good voices, at least the one who can get the invitation code is definitely not the scum of the five tones, so Meng Ke listens to the music of this world while copying books.

Know yourself and know your opponent.

As he listened, he realized that there was always a breathing sound behind him, and as time went on, the pace of breathing became faster and faster.

I couldn't help but turn my head to glance.

Hey?

Another little beauty.

Look at the name marked on the number plate is Lin Jingjing.

emmm…… But you're not quiet at all.,Look at this nervous.,The little face is red.,The fists are clenched.,The palms of the hands are about to be bloody.,Lori's cute cheeks,It's full of irrepressible fear.,This is a cute little beauty with social phobia.。

"Hey, take a deep breath. Meng Ke frowned and said softly.

"Huh?" Lin Jingjing seemed to be startled, as soon as he spoke, his voice was soft and slush, the cuteness that could not be hidden between his eyebrows, and the dimples at the corners of his mouth were even more pitiful.

"That's right. Meng Ke couldn't help but raise his voice a little.

"Oh, you call me, is there something wrong?" Lin said quietly, and the momentum of the whole person was weak to the bone.

"Don't call you, I'm not a few years older than you. Meng Ke said speechlessly.

"Oh, is there something wrong with that brother?"

"I saw that you were very nervous just now, and you kept breathing behind my ears, and look at your palms, they are soaking wet. You can't do this, if you are nervous for a while, you will probably faint on the stage. Meng Ke took off the bracelet that the original host had spent a lot of money on and put it on directly to the cute little beauty, "If the heartbeat is too fast, loosen the lock of the bracelet to release the pressure in a short time." ”

"Now, follow me and take a deep breath slowly. Exhale, exhale, exhale, exhale...... Adjust your heartbeat and breathing rate. Meng Ke took Lin Jing to do five or six cycles, observing that the other party had gradually calmed down, and suddenly a black rubber band appeared, "Sit down some." ”

“emmm…… Brother, what are you doing?" Lin Jingjing, who was cutting and glutinous, was already confused by Meng Ke.

This big brother in a mask doesn't look like a bad guy, but why is his tone so domineering, he has been directing himself all the time.

But why should I listen to it?

It seems that if he doesn't listen, he can't do it, in case he murders himself again.

Forget it.

Just sit down, and nothing will happen in broad daylight.

Lin Jing An An Lin sat down quietly, her mouth was already pursed, and as soon as she pouted, her hair suddenly itched, and Meng Ke actually began to braid her.

Nagging while tying up: "How can you cover your face when you participate in the competition, your loose hair will look very unspirited, and you have to respect the stage as a singer." ”

With an irresistible magnetic voice, Meng Ke gently pulled Lin Jing's soft and broken shawl hair to the sides, and tied two cute double ponytails, which were slightly weird, but very eye-catching.

The cheeks covered by bangs are really pure as water.

Even Meng Ke himself was amazed, he was just copying books, but he didn't expect to find a treasure.

As for the rubber band, a boy who can cheekily talk to a beautiful girl at any time and anywhere, how can he not have some artifacts in his trouser pocket.

That's where it gets interesting.

Treasure Girl.

Gee.

"Come on, remember to be louder and confident when you come on stage in a while, you are the best. Meng Ke smiled slightly, then lowered his head and continued his great cause of copying books.

Flirting with girls must know how to stop in moderation.

No matter how much you talk and how many hands you have, you're a hooligan.

Time passed minute by minute, and when Meng Ke copied 40,000 words, Lin Jingjing had already finished his performance. Because he was too involved in copying books, Meng Ke didn't hear the performance of this cute little beauty at all, in fact, it was the same whether he listened to it or not, the work was too scummy, the voice was very good, and it all depended on the performance.

"Thank you. Lin Jing quietly sat next to Meng Ke, with four points of surprise and three points of excitement on his face, "Without your help, I would definitely be finished, you don't know, how nervous I was when I came on stage, my heart was about to explode, fortunately, with this bracelet, after loosening a lock, it was really much better." ”

Meng Ke nodded, it was all just a psychological effect.

A subconscious suggestion.

"It's good to help you, no thanks. Meng Ke stretched out his hand towards Lin Jing.

I waited a full three seconds.

Syllable!

Lin Jing blushed and stretched out his little hand, and gave Meng Ke a crisp high-five.

“……？”

It's funny.

Is it really a silly white sweet?

Meng Ke covered his face and spread out his palms: "The bracelet is very expensive, I didn't say I wanted to give it away." ”

As he spoke, Meng Ke dragged Lin Jingjing's little tender hand very domineeringly, and directly untied the black bracelet.

"It hurts. ”

It may be that the lock was scratched, Lin Jingjing suddenly covered his wrist and snorted shyly, and after humming, he stared at Meng Ke with very strange eyes, and did not speak, but the meaning should be: "How can this boy be like this, he will snatch the things he gave to others, it's really annoying, don't pay attention to him anymore." ”

Hehe.

Lin Jingjing, you don't seem to know the real name of Meng Ke, 'Time can be turned back' is not your real name.

"Number 202, please prepare. ”

At this time, Meng Ke's number plate came from the radio.

"Trouble let's go. ”

Meng Ke smiled at Lin Jingjing, walked over and suddenly walked back, and threw his backpack to the other party: "Help me look at the bag, I'll go back as soon as I go, don't run away." ”

"It's heavy. Lin Jingjing was almost hit by Meng Ke's backpack, "Don't worry, I won't leave." ”

"No, that's not good, give me your phone. Meng Ke suddenly bent down and stretched out his hand again.

"Why are you so fierce!" Lin Jingjing's pursed mouth could hold a kettle.

Using Lin Jingjing's mobile phone to make a call to himself, Meng Ke shook it like a show-off: "I need to have your contact information, in case I can't find you." ”

Staring at Meng Mengda's big eyes, Lin Jing looked at Meng Ke: "Brother, if you want my phone number, you can say it directly, and I won't give it to you." ”

“……”

It's embarrassing.

The sadness of the routine being recognized.

Silly Bai Tian turned out to be not really stupid.

Fortunately, there was a mask to cover his expression, Meng Ke straightened his clothes, tightened the mask again, put his hands in his trouser pockets, and easily walked towards the preparation area.

The audition waiting area is on the side of the stage, and you can see the professional tutors of this audition diagonally opposite, but they can't be regarded as mentors. The approximate composition is that the program group director + TV station guests + video platform staff, the guests invited by the TV station seem to be the main coffee of the audition, judging from the table cards, it should be called Zeng Haiyuan, it seems that a singer turned to be the host.

Most of the players' comments follow this Zeng Haiyuan.

Meng Ke looks at people's faces, and feels that he is not a person who is too easy to get along with, and his inverted triangle appearance mostly likes to pick up thorns......