If Wang Zize was still hesitating, then at this time, his heart was only distressed and firm.

"Feiyi, I agree with your Jianyi." Wang Zize turned around and walked to Xiao Qi's side and took the microphone. Calmly walked towards the stage with firm steps.

When passing by Bingqing's side, he paused and looked at her with a complicated look.

Well, even if she doesn't know how much I've done for her, I'm willing to do the next thing for her silently, but hopefully, she won't be hurt again.

This is the most sincere monologue in Wang Zize's heart, although, his beloved girl will not hear it.

Bingqing was stunned by Wang Zize's eyes full of various complex meanings.

She is an actress, she went to college in film school, and in order to show the emotions of all kinds of people more realistically, she used to figure out the body movements of beggars when they begged on the street, and imitated their eyes.

She would observe couples hugging each other in the street, looking at each other affectionately.

She can understand the eyes of a lovelorn person wandering at the gate of the park with flowers, not knowing where to go, and looking at him with a lost and melancholy look.

She can understand what Wang Zize's eyes convey, pity, love, recognition, and willingness.

Bing Qing turned her head expressionlessly, avoiding Wang Zijie's gaze.

If you don't understand, you may look at each other for a while, and it is precisely because you understand that you understand and understand that you can't have a response, so you ruthlessly put your head aside, don't give him any space to reverie, don't want to give, won't give.

Wang Zize saw Bingqing's face deliberately turned sideways, and he sighed in his heart, feeling a slight pain.

He silently withdrew his gaze and walked straight to the stage.

Feiyi asked Xiao Qi to call over Amethyst, and then asked the staff to find a small card, like a script that the host just held in his hand. Feiyi put the card on the table, wrote a few words hastily, and asked a beautiful staff member to send the card to Wang Zize.

Amethyst's waxed face appeared in front of Fei Yi with impatience written on his face.

Feiyi put his hands next to Amethyst's ears and whispered a few words to her. Amethyst's expression was originally like crying and mourning, but she instantly bloomed into a flower-like smile, nodded again and again, and kept "Okay!" Boom! Boom! ”

When the arrangement was ready, Fei Yi told Bingqing about the conversation between himself and Wang Zize in an orderly manner.

After hearing this, Bingqing looked at Feiyi in a daze, and inexplicably felt some false fire in her heart: "What are you telling me about this." ”

"Even if you don't have an idea in your heart, at least you should be grateful to the people who helped you." Feiyi looked at Bingqing's eyes, and she saw Bingqing's cold attitude towards Wang Zize just now. Even if it is Feiyi, who has never liked to meddle in things, he will have to cry out for Wang Zize

Bingqing was speechless for an instant, and was silent for a long time before saying, "I know, I know what to do." “

Seeing that Bingqing's attitude had softened, he had to stop at the right time. She walked to the side of the stage, holding her mobile phone in one hand and hanging down at her side with the other, quietly looking at Wang Zize who was speaking on the stage, and then at the crowd that was gradually calming down.

And what about Bingqing? She stood in a corner that she couldn't see without clothes, and looked thoughtfully at the second generation of officials talking on the stage. She didn't pay attention to the surprise and shock of the people in the audience because of his speech. Just looked at Wang Zize thoughtfully and silently.

His gentleness and elegance are almost like Chu Yuhang, if it weren't for Chu Yuhang, she might not have kept a cold distance from all men, right?

Perhaps, the deliberate avoidance just now is more out of the fact that you can't give, don't dare to give, right?

He was indeed a very good, very good, very responsible man. Bing Qing was thinking about it, Xiao Qi ran over impatiently and found the prop folding fan that Bing Qing wanted.

Folding fan? When Bing Qing saw this fan, she remembered Jiang Yefan, that bastard! Bingqing took advantage of the situation to look at the audience. Xu is that his temperament is already different from ordinary people, and Bingqing easily found the target from the black pressure audience.

When Bingqing looked over, there was a pair of eyes that seemed to be looking at her for a long time, waiting for her to lock her hateful gaze on Jiang Yefan. His gaze turned silently to the side, and the sneering smile still hung on his lips.