"Then who does Senior Spirit want to ask for help?" Shen Hao winked at her.

Mu Mengling's heart was relaxed, and he also had the heart to joke. "I want to ask a handsome guy to help me, right in ......" she paused deliberately, and then raised her eyebrows and smiled: "It's behind the stage." ”

Shen Hao, who thought it would be to ask him for help, almost slipped under his feet, and he put on a sad look: "It turns out that I am not a handsome guy in the heart of Senior Sister Lingling." ”

"You are, it's just that the person I hired is more handsome than you." Mu Mengling said seriously.

As soon as the people in the audience heard that there was a handsome guy watching, they immediately coaxed again: "Handsome guy, handsome guy." ”

Tang Ziyao was shocked, she didn't want to ask Wang Zixuan to help her, right? Isn't she afraid that the girls in the audience who love Wang Zixuan will chase and rob? Thinking about it, since she is not afraid of death, should I help her?

Therefore, Tang Ziyao expressed her position first: "Then please ask the senior sister to say the name of the handsome guy." Let's ask him to come up and help you. ”

Mu Mengling looked behind Tang Ziyao with a smile, and a scream of "ahhhhh The people on the stage still didn't understand, and when they saw Wang Zixuan, who was wearing a white V-neck sweater, walked in front of Mu Mengling, they all came to their senses.

Tang Ziyao couldn't believe what she saw, didn't Wang Zixuan hate showing up in public? Today is an exception for Mu Mengling? Tang Ziyao couldn't tell whether she was sad or desperate in her heart.

"How do you come to the stage automatically? Haven't said the name yet? "Shen Hao squeezed Wang Zixuan.

Wang Zixuan took the microphone in his hand: "Because I heard that someone on the stage needed a handsome guy, so I recommended myself." His gaze was at Mu Mengling, with a sparkling star in his eyes.

"It turned out to be a hero saving beauty. Alright then, let's get started. Tang Ziyao said unwillingly. Her words attracted some girls in the audience who admired Wang Zixuan, and they were full of hostility towards Mu Mengling on the stage.

Mu Mengling shook her head amusefully, this Senior Sister Tang really didn't forget to hate her all the time. "I'm sorry, I still need some tools." Mu Mengling reluctantly raised his hand again.

"What is the tool?" Shen Hao hurriedly asked.

Mu Mengling stepped forward and whispered a few things to Shen Hao. Shen Hao's face was surprised, and he set his eyes on Wang Zixuan, seeing this, Wang Zixuan could only step into the two of them, and the three of them whispered.

Tang Ziyao sneered in her heart, she didn't take her seriously.

"How's the discussion going on with the trio? Time is precious, and there are still programs waiting for you. Tang Ziyao used Shen Hao's excuse just now to block it.

"Some of the tools designated by the spirit sister may take a while to get their hands on, so we won't wait and let's come to the next interaction first. When the tools are available, she will play again. Shen Hao explained the reason.

Everyone understood it, and they were already impatient, and they were even more angry when they did this. There was a buzz in the audience, and the scene was a little out of control.

"Do you want to hear me sing?" Wang Zixuan took the microphone from Shen Hao's hand again and asked softly.

"Yes." The girls shouted loudly, and some boys pouted, but it was really rare to hear Wang Shuai singing singing, just wait.

"Then can you please settle down and watch the performance below, I promise you will have to wait for it." Wang Zixuan followed the good path.

Shen Hao snickered at Mu Mengling, and said seriously: "Originally, I asked him to be the host, but he refused because of his cold temperament. I didn't expect to end up on stage because of you. ”

Mu Mengling listened to Shen Hao's words, and there was a burst of sweetness and complexity in his heart, of course, sweetness is more than complicated. If you can get someone to treat yourself like this in this life, even if you can't go to the end, it's worth it.

Under Wang Zixuan's reassurance and assurance, the show continued to begin. Mu Mengling and Wang Zixuan stepped aside.

Wang Zixuan first made a call on his mobile phone, and then glanced at Mu Mengling dotingly: "Don't worry, I'll ask someone to get something." He reached out and pulled Mu Mengling's hair loose in front of his forehead and pinned her behind her ears.

"Aren't you afraid of being known about our relationship?" Mu Mengling trusted Wang Zixuan wholeheartedly, and she was not worried at all if she couldn't get things. She was just a little surprised that Wang Zixuan dared to be so intimate with her on stage.

"Don't be afraid." Wang Zixuan's tone was filled with joy, Mu Mengling could see it, and it is estimated that this guy would like the whole school to know.

"Well, if you're not afraid, then I'm not afraid. I'll be with you. "Mu Mengling swears.

When Wang Zixuan heard Mu Mengling's words, his eyes became hot, and Mu Mengling dared to say that if it wasn't for the stage, Wang Zixuan would definitely kiss her mouth into a sausage.

Wang Zixuan's mobile phone vibrated in time, pulling Wang Zixuan's attention.

Wang Zixuan listened to the report on his mobile phone, and nodded to Mu Mengling, "Okay, then send the things in." ”

At this point, the interaction on stage was nearing its end. The four people who finished the interaction had stepped down from the stage, and Tang Ziyao reminded him of the old words: "Then let's take a look at what kind of surprise the Dream Spirit Senior Sister will bring us." ”

Wang Zixuan took the lead and walked up to the stage, Mu Mengling followed behind him, and then someone in the audience exclaimed, "What is this?" The crowd was attracted by the exclamation and looked to the place where they came.

A young man in a suit and several staff members walked down the aisle to the stage carrying sand painting tables, stands, playback equipment and other objects.

"Young master, something has been brought." The young man said to Wang Zixuan.

"Put it on." Wang Zixuan said lightly.

"Yes." As soon as the young man waved his hand, several staff members immediately put things up, and one of them also took out bottles and cans, and everyone on and off the stage stared intently, there were colorful things in it, and they couldn't see what they were.

After the things were arranged, several people rushed out again.

"What song do you want me to sing?" Wang Zixuan took the microphone handed by Shen Hao and lowered his head to ask Mu Mengling.

"Loyal to the Country"" Mu Mengling's eyes showed a cunning light.

"Okay." Wang Zixuan replied.

Shen Hao searched for the song with his mobile phone, and then put it on the loudspeaker. Wang Zixuan stood in the middle of the stage, Mu Mengling stood in front of the stand, the lights around him dimmed, and only Mu Mengling's stand and the screen lit up. Everyone noticed that the screen was displayed with a strange stand in front of Mu Mengling.

When the music played, Mu Meng moved, she picked up a bunch of earthy yellow jars and poured the contents on the stand, and waved it lightly with her hand, and the mountains with abundant resources appeared on the screen. Her hands swung nimbly up and down the bottom of the mountain like a fish, and soon a winding path emerged. The audience fell silent, and some people even stood up.

Wang Zixuan started singing, and with his cold voice, pictures appeared in Mu Mengling's mind, and her subordinates moved faster.

The wolf smoke was drawn in black, and a horse galloped on the path below the mountain. When Wang Zixuan sang the next sentence, Mu Mengling wiped it with his hand, and the picture was completely gone. Someone in the audience let out a pity of "ah".

Mu Mengling didn't seem to hear it, she quickly used brown to draw a group of galloping horses, red is the flag that symbolizes morale, and black outlines a team of elite armored guards, rushing to the front line.

Discover the enemy's situation, form a team to go on an expedition, cross mountains, wade through rivers, fierce battles, and be wounded until they return triumphantly. In these pictures, Mu Mengling used a pair of hands and a pile of sand to show them in front of everyone's eyes.

The audience seemed to have entered the turbulent realm of protecting the family and defending the country through the wonderful pictures that Mu Mengling's hands had drawn and erased one by one, driven by Wang Zixuan's cold voice.

When Wang Zixuan finished singing the last word, Mu Mengling also finished the last painting, and then when the music disappeared, she once again erased the painting without hesitation, and mischievously drew a finished word to finish.