Ling Wenxuan and Huang Qingrong had a big fight, and Ling Wenxuan left the Tianwang Studio.

Huang Qingrong watched Ling Wenxuan leave and was angry, Ling Wenxuan was too brainless. No matter what Huang Qingrong said, Ling Wenxuan insisted that music was something he respected supremely.

Huang Qingrong was angry at Ling Wenxuan's naivety and refusal to admit his mistakes, and Ling Wenxuan was angry at Huang Qingrong's contempt for his music. Such a rack is not easy to settle. Although both of them have a trace of guilt in their hearts, they are reluctant to show it. makes it impossible to speak properly.

Ling Wenxuan understood that he didn't see the overall situation clearly this time, and he was also regretting the cause of this incident. If Huang Qingrong didn't do the follow-up, the consequences would be unimaginable. And Huang Qingrong is the same, he is also guilty. Even if there was every reason, he did insult Ling Wenxuan's belief in the supremacy of music.

Ling Wenxuan violated Huang Qingrong's dream for so many years, and Huang Qingrong violated Ling Wenxuan's dignity for music.

Ling Wenxuan left the Heavenly King's studio, and when he went downstairs, Jiang Meixian and the three of them didn't look back.

"What's wrong with Wen Xuan?" Xu Danyang scratched his head.

"It's obvious that he got into trouble by himself, and he is so willful, what an unconscious brother." Jiang Meixian really looked like a sister, sighed.

"Hmm......" Zhao Chunyang thought for a while, and his eyes subconsciously looked upstairs.

"Stepping on ......"

Zhao Chunyang was looking up, and there was footsteps upstairs.

"Huh? Qingrong, you came just in time, what's the matter with Wenxuan? He ran out in a rage just now, he had never been like this before, and he wouldn't look back when I told him. Jiang Meixian asked Huang Qingrong who came down.

Huang Qingrong sighed in his heart, it really hurt Ling Wenxuan's heart, otherwise it wouldn't be like this. Ling Wenxuan would never affect his feelings to others, but today it turned out to be like this, pay attention to prove that Ling Wenxuan is really in a very bad mood.

However, Huang Qingrong still had a hard mouth: "No matter what he does, he is still the same as a child who has not grown up." ”

"Hmm......" Zhao Chunyang looked sideways, Huang Qingrong said this, but it is rare for others to say this. Huang Qingrong never taught others much, for him, it was all meaningless things, and he would not do it. It's weird......

The three people present were all on business with Huang Qingrong for too long, Huang ∵ ∠dǐng∵∠diǎn∵ ∠ small ∵ ∠ said, .▲.o∽s_ (); Qing Rong, so they don't feel right.

……

Ling Wenxuan started to drag racing, and when he was in a bad mood, he would choose many ways to vent. Drag racing is one of them, and boxing is the other.

However, Ling Wenxuan is still very sensible, it is not possible to drag racing here at this time, he drove the car to the suburbs, in an extremely open place, in a place where no one is experiencing the feeling of speed.

After a long time, Ling Wenxuan stopped, leaning on the driver's seat and losing his eyes.

There are so many things to worry about, and now there is another one. Do you want to participate in the "strongest voice" of the evening? Huang Qingrong's plan, the first day king plan, does not allow Ling Wenxuan and Dai Lun to meet at this stage.

Although Ling Wenxuan was depressed in his heart, the first day king was a big thing, it was the dream of the entire Tianwang studio, and it was also Ling Wenxuan's dream. He can't ignore Huang Qingrong's words now because of a moment of anger.

However, if you don't go, won't you lose face? Saying that music is his dignity, what has he become if he doesn't go tonight? Ling Wenxuan's face couldn't hold back.

On the one hand, there is face, and on the other hand, the overall situation. If it were normal, Ling Wenxuan would certainly know how to do it, but in his own body, he would not be able to think rationally.

Facing Dai Lun, should Ling Wenxuan go to the duel? The answer Ling Wenxuan wanted to say was, of course, yes, but the situation didn't allow it!

Ling Wenxuan was very entangled, not knowing whether to go or not. Not going to go is equivalent to compromising with Huang Qingrong, Ling Wenxuan has just finished quarreling with him, and he feels that he can't hold his face. But what should I do when I go to the big picture?

Ling Wenxuan rubbed his temples, very irritable.

Ling Wenxuan sighed, hey, forget it, the overall situation is important!

Ling Wenxuan was unwilling in his heart, he didn't dare to imagine how he would comment on him on the Internet if he didn't go today.

However, there is really no way to go, the sky and the earth are big, and the first day king has the biggest plan. If the plan goes wrong, it's all over.

No matter how bad Ling Wenxuan is at the moment, no matter how irrational he is, he will not harm the Heavenly King Studio. If he did, he would be doomed. Huang Qingrong's plan will be ruined, how disappointed Huang Qingrong will be then!

With a light sigh, Ling Wenxuan lowered the driver's seat, lay on it, didn't think about anything, and prepared to sleep like this.

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After a long time, Huang Qingrong began to feel guilty in his heart. Will the tone of his voice just now be too heavy, Wen Xuan is indeed a young man no matter how he is. He is young and vigorous, and he likes music so much, and it is normal for him to can't help but want to compete when he encounters an opponent. Isn't it?

Music has been Wenxuan's belief since he was a child, and only if he treats music so devoutly, will he have what he has today, right? And what he did this time was contrary to his musical path, which was why he was so angry. Aren't you able to understand?

Huang Qingrong sighed, his thoughts flying.

Suddenly, Huang Qingrong's heart was broken.

"He's not going to be angry that he's going to attend tonight, right?" Huang Qingrong suddenly remembered.

"I didn't find anyone to stop Daren today, and there's a 99 percent chance that Daren will be there tonight. If Wen Xuan went, he would definitely run into it. Huang Qingrong stood up and paced back and forth.

"I've made it so clear to him, he shouldn't be so stupid, right?"

"Today's Wen Xuanqing is not right, maybe he really went." Huang Qingrong frowned.

"No, no."

Huang Qingrong picked up the mobile phone, although he was a little reluctant in his heart, but he gave in to the dream of the king on his first day. Dreams come first, and face is secondary.

Huang Qingrong dialed Ling Wenxuan's phone directly.

Ling Wenxuan, who was lying in the car, heard the mobile phone ringing, frowned slightly, picked up the mobile phone and connected it without looking at it.

"Wen Xuan, where are you now?" Now the time is three and a half days, and Ling Wenxuan usually passes in this time period.

Ling Wenxuan heard Huang Qingrong's voice and fell silent.

"Where are you? Say it! Huang Qingrong's tone was anxious.

Ling Wenxuan was like an awkward child at the moment, refusing to speak.

"Tell me! Isn't it the 'strongest voice'? Huang Qingrong hurriedly asked.

"It's not." Ling Wenxuan held back for a long time before he spit out two words.

Huang Qingrong was relieved when he heard these two words, and Huang Qingrong, who had calmed down, thought carefully. Ling Wenxuan's tone, hmm......

After a little thought, coupled with Huang Qingrong's understanding of Ling Wenxuan. He guessed that Ling Wenxuan was telling the truth. Moreover, Ling Wenxuan's words seemed to have a somewhat helpless tone. It seems that Ling Wenxuan is not ready to go to the "strongest voice".

Huang Qingrong guessed this, but he was still not at ease, and said loudly: "Wenxuan, you must focus on the overall situation......" (to be continued.) )