CHAPTER VIII. 7
Song Li looked at the lantern sign brought by the kelp, and suddenly felt that the stupidest thing he had ever done in his life had happened. At the entrance of the TV station, the men and women who waited for kelp to call over to support the field began to line up to enter the scene.
In fact, Song Li came over out of curiosity, wanted to meet the living stars, and wanted to see the TV station, and suddenly found that someone was coming over, Song Li smiled as soon as he looked up.
"If you don't come again, you have to be hard-mouthed!"
"Shut up!" Han Xiaomo said angrily.
"Do you want to bring a mask?" Song Li took out a black mask from his bag and handed it to her.
"What?" Han Xiaomo asked with great disgust.
"Don't forget it, I'm afraid that the camera will catch me in a while, I'm so beautiful, what if I accidentally catch fire."
"Stinky and shameless!" Han Xiaomo glanced at Song Li, but still took the mask.
Qu Ran was twenty-five on the stage, Song Li was about to fall asleep, kelp went out to smoke three cigarettes, and said that if Qu Ran didn't come out again, he would go back to the bar, Han Xiaomo comforted everyone and said that it was almost over.
And then it really came to refractive burn.
Dressed in a red long dress, Qu Ran and his affectionate singing a song by Zhang Huimei "Don't Sprinkle Salt on the Wound", Song Li touched the goosebumps on his arms, thinking that this guy can really sing.
It was already late when I returned to "6.31" that night, and the process of announcing the results was a few pounds of dystocia, and Song Li gave full marks for the entanglement shown by the star on stage. Looking at the sisters on the stage who were crying and saying that they were reluctant to be eliminated, Song Li shook his head, knowing that Han Xiaomo's inner OS must be the same as himself, "Qu Ran, this idiot".
In the bar, kelp drank a bottle of beer first and shouted, "Oops, Qu Ran wouldn't have signed up if he hadn't been seen by that scout for singing here!" You see, I just said that the girl has a lot of potential, isn't it! You said that Qu Ran will be really hot in the future, girl, you have to help my brother! If there's anything to do, come over for a drink, and help me with business! Now the bar is not good, the two next door are gone, and my kelp is still standing here! Come on, come on, cheers for the popularity of the Quran girl! ”
A group of people raised their glasses and drank them all, Song Li's face was slightly red, and she saw Han Xiaomo, who had been saying "unhappy" and "unwilling", hugging Qu Ran beside him and whispering, "Drink less and protect your throat." ”
Love is like that.