But before the last four words could be spoken, they were suddenly interrupted by a voice.

"Wait."

Hearing this voice, Tang Xing was stunned, and as the footsteps gradually approached, the bottom was first restless, followed by screams, cheers, and discussions.

When that familiar aura lingered around, Tang Xingmu turned his head abruptly.

With just one glance, her whole body froze.

I saw the person in front of me, wearing a school uniform belonging to their school, a hat on his head, and a black mask on his face that covered his face and only his eyes.

And those cold black eyes just swept around the bottom casually, causing a scream from the bottom again.

Who would have thought that in the talent competition held at the school, he could see someone who disappeared for nearly a month

Seeing the person next to him walking to the microphone, Tang Xing suddenly stretched out his hand to pull the person in.

Yan Yichen: Is this crazy?

Forget about running out of the hospital, and still appear here as an identity.

When the two lines of sight collided together, Tang Xing saw Yan Yichen nodding lightly at her.

The chilling eyes seemed to soothe her anxious heart.

Suddenly, Tang Xing's mind flashed what Yan Yichen had said to her.

No matter what happens, he's always there.

He said he was here for her and stayed for her.

No matter what happens, he will be there for her.

Feeling the movement of the hand he was holding, Tang Xing was silent for a moment, and finally let go.

Yan Yichen's appearance is not impulsive.

The tension and uneasiness that lingered on the side collapsed in an instant, and Tang Xing looked at Yan Yichen who stepped forward.

That cold back has become her shelter from the wind and rain at this moment, like the warm sun in winter, giving her endless warmth.

"I'll answer that question." The magnetic sound is transmitted through the microphone to every corner.

The attention of the people below was all cast on the stage, leaning forward and pricking up their ears to listen carefully.

But he didn't want to, after leaving these words, the person who became the focus slowly turned around, came to the back of the stage, picked up the drum stick and sat in front of the drum kit.

Immediately after, a gestured glance swept over Tang Xingmu's Qiqi Mu Luobai's body.

The three of them quickly reacted and returned to their places.

Yan Yichen wants to tell everyone with his actions.

The people in their school are no worse than the people in other schools.

Their combination is not lost to anyone.

Say that they are less blessed than each other, and the blessing of the drum kit is a little less flavorful?

Joke!

The bracket was sealed and possessed, so Tang Xing didn't want the bracket and walked to the team members with a microphone with his bare hands.

Last time, they were missing the drummer and used the original accompaniment as a blessing.

This time, direct live accompaniment.

The three-person ensemble has practiced thousands of times, but this is the first time that the four-person ensemble has played.

Pressure, there is.

Nervous, there is.

Worried, more.

But as the drum kit struck for the first time, the crisp sound seemed to carry a magical power, guiding them to what to do next.

All the emotions melted into the music in an instant, and the four of them seemed to have practiced thousands of times in their heads.

Tang Xingfan's lips opened slightly, and a sweet voice overflowed from his throat, and with the music, he sang the boy's thoughts about the girl in the lyrics.

When entering the climax, there were three chorus voices with a very tacit understanding behind him.

It does not drown out the lead singer, but also presents the artistic conception of the climax, everything is just right.

Tang Xing lowered his eyes, with the rendering of his teammates' harmonies, he was more integrated into his feelings, completely regarded himself as the boy in the lyrics, sang the boy's mood, and sang the resonance.

After the song was finished, there was silence below, and only the sound was still unfinished.

There is no need for any background music, and only four people can perform a powerful song.

I don't know who broke the silence first, and then the deafening applause hit.

In a round of applause, the man on the drum picked up the microphone and stood up.

At the same time, Feng Yue, who had been patient for a long time, rushed forward, "This is a school competition, what are you doing here as an outsider?" ”

"You think this is a bar? Anywhere you can play? Occupy yourself a little ability, and use this as a solo stage? ”

Faced with Feng Yue's unfriendly attitude, Yan Yichen just glanced over, and when he passed by, he left a sentence, "His chess pieces are nothing more than that." ”

His pawns?

What does this mean?

Does this man already know everything?

Thinking of this possibility, Feng Yue was thinking about how to deal with it, when he heard Yan Yichen's voice coming from the front, "This piece is indeed composed by me and Mu Luobai." ”

As soon as the words fell, a whisper came from below.

"I really didn't expect that E-Star would really be involved in the production."

"Does this mean that the song is invalid and does not meet the entry requirements?"

"The Lord has admitted it, so it must be."

"I didn't expect that in this competition, one was suspected of plagiarism, and the other was disqualified from the competition in violation of the regulations."

Just when everyone was feeling sorry for the determined ending, the people on the stage spoke again.

"However, he did not break the rules."

"Because ......" The young man on the stage slowly raised his hand, and under the watchful eyes of everyone, he took off the mask that covered his face, "We are in the same school." ”

After that, there was silence.

On the huge playing field, the silence is a little weird.

Even the judges forgot how to speak for a while.

Only Teacher He Yu of Tangxing School had a burning gaze.

One second.

Two seconds.

Three seconds.

After three seconds of silence, the audience completely exploded.

From the discussion at the beginning, to getting up and taking out their mobile phones, they kept pressing the shutter on the stage.

The unknown audience, led by others, also took out their mobile phones and took pictures randomly.

"Sit down. Sit them all down for me. ”

Fortunately, several security guards who were present to maintain order rushed out and held down those who were about to rush to the stage.

Tang Xing hung his hands at his sides, clutching his sleeves tightly.

Even at the moment when Yan Yichen came to power, she had already thought that there would be such a result.

But she seems to see how much public opinion will fall on the person who protected her behind her after this competition.

The game, they won the game.

And what about him?

What should he do?

She wanted to step forward, hug the indifferent figure from behind, and tell him that she was there.

But what is standing in front of her at this moment is no longer Yan Yichen, who belongs to her alone, but E-Star

There are so many pairs of eyes watching underneath, and so many cameras pressing the shutter at any time to record their every move.

Any action she makes may plunge him into deeper public opinion.

Looking at the person who was close at hand but out of reach, Tang Xing's feet moved, biting his lower lip and struggling inwardly for a long time, and finally let go of the urge to step forward.

The plagiarism was hammered to death, and I still wanted to fight to break the net, but I didn't want to make a mistake not only to make the other party the focus of everyone, but also to guide the audience.

Feng Yue tightened his fists angrily and snatched the microphone.

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