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, grabbed the microphone and wanted to make a final struggle for himself, "Even if you are from the same school, he is still not from your team." ”

Mu Luobai stepped forward with a gloomy face, "Who told you that he wasn't from our team?" ”

Catching Feng Yue's surprised eyes, Mu Luobai sneered, "Didn't anyone tell you that our team is actually four people?" ”

Although he joked that he kicked Yan Yichen out of the team, but later, at Yan Yichen's insistence, he still wrote his name and signed up together, and stayed in the team as an alternative.

At that time, he also laughed and said that if he wanted to invite Yan Yichen in the future, just trap Tang Xing.

Thankfully, he wrote it in the first place.

Things kept reversing and reversing, and several judges and teachers in the audience still didn't react.

At this moment, He Yu, who was sitting on the far right of the judges' seat, stood up, "This classmate is from our school, I also asked just now, and his name is indeed in the second team." ”

Unexpectedly, there would be judges standing up to speak, and all of Feng Yue's unwillingness was swallowed back into his stomach, leaving only ruthless eyes staring at the person next to him.

After He Yu said this, the other judges exchanged ideas in a low voice after coming back to their senses, and finally nodded at He Yu.

At this point, there is no suspense about who will win the championship.

When He Yu looked at Yan Yichen on the stage, he cleared his throat and said, "After some discussion, the champion finally selected by several judges and teachers is ......."

…

Just after coming down from the stage, Tang Xing and the others were surrounded by water.

There was the sound of the shutter being pressed in my ears, and my eyes could barely be opened.

"Oh my God, classmate Yan, are you really?"

"Can you tell me more details?"

In the crowd, Tang Xing felt a pair of hands around her silently protecting her.

Turning back to a pair of cold black eyes.

At this moment, Yan Yichen had already put on a mask, the hat on his head was lowered, and his eyebrows were full of indifference.

She knew he must hate being in the spotlight.

But at this moment, I can't leave, I can't hide, I can only face it.

In the crowd, two hands were clasped tightly together, no matter how crowded they were, they never separated.

Finally squeezed out of the crowd, and after getting into the car and closing the door, Tang Xing anxiously said to the driver, "Go to the hospital." ”

Yan Yichen's injuries were not completely healed, so he ran out impulsively, and under the crowding of so many people just now, he must have pulled the wound.

After giving the order, Tang Xing just turned around and crashed into a pair of black eyes.

The brain finally calmed down, but at this moment, Tang Xing thought of what had just happened, but he didn't know how to speak, and his mood was mixed.

said that he was angry, but Yan Yichen did it all for her.

What right did she have to be angry?

In the end, I only blame myself for being too useless.

Seeing Yan Yichen make a move, Tang Xing hurriedly got up and came to his side.

Before he could sit down, he was grabbed by a big hand, and the whole person was knocked into a warm embrace.

Raising his eyes to the person who was still smiling at him, Tang Xing's nose was sour, but he still endured it, "How is the wound?" ”

Yan Yichen shook his head lightly.

"Bear with me, I asked, there will be half an hour left."

"Okay."

"You ......"

Tang Xing wanted to say something, but Yan Yichen's mobile phone rang.

Yan Yichen didn't even look at the caller ID, and hung up directly.

But within seconds, the phone rang again.

Seeing that the phone was hung up again, Tang Xing couldn't help but speak, "Don't you answer?" ”

Yan Yichen frowned, "It's bothering us." ”

It's a rare time for the two of them.

He didn't want anyone to bother.

The sound fell, and there was a brief silence in the car.

The identity has been exposed, even if Tang Xing doesn't have a mobile phone now, it is not difficult to guess that E-Star's support club has fallen.

Even if Yan Yichen didn't say it and deliberately avoided it in front of him, Tang Xing also knew.

In the days that followed, it was no longer a world of tranquility.

"Yan Yichen." After a moment of silence, Tang Xing called softly.

"I'm here."

"I'm sorry."

blame her for being too useless, if she fights for a little anger, she won't let the other party take advantage of the gap, and Yan Yichen won't be forced to reveal her identity.

Tang Xing waited for a long time, but only waited for a light laugh, and then, her head was bounced off.

"Fool, don't you believe me?"

Tang Xing jerked his head up and denied, "I didn't." ”

"Forgot what I said?"

He said that he had come here for her, and that he would help her get admission to Oia College no matter what.

Because he knew that Oia Academy was the place she longed for, the beginning of her dream.

Yan Yichen looked down at the person buried in his arms who didn't dare to lift his head, he was distressed and helpless, and he closed his hand and hugged the person tighter.

"Even if you don't have this competition, you still can't keep your identity."

"There's so much involved, and the game is just the fuse."

Tang Xing twisted his head to the other side, "I don't listen, I don't listen." ”

Although he said so, how did Feng Yue know that the arranger and composer were involved in this matter, Tang Xing also guessed a rough idea.

It is precisely because of this that she is more worried.

The person behind Feng Yue was obviously coming for Yan Yichen.

"Wang Ba chanting the scriptures?"

didn't expect Yan Yichen to suddenly take his words, and also said that he was the eighth king, Tang Xing couldn't hold back for a while, and laughed out loud.

He sniffed, pouted, and said, "I didn't say you were the eighth king." ”

"You said that."

"I didn't!"

"The last time I was drunk."

He still remembered that.

Last time, a certain angry and drunk kitten directly changed his name to another name.

"Yan Yichen, are you still framed?"

"I didn't."

"Is there any?"

"Nope."

"Dare to quibble? Is there any? ”

“…… Yes. ”

The dull atmosphere in the car, in the laughter of the two, dissipated with the wind.

…

After this toss, Yan Yichen's wound cracked open again.

Just after returning to the hospital, Tang Xing didn't have time to clean up, and the door of the ward was suddenly opened.

Two eyes fell on the man at the door.

The visitor seemed to be in a hurry, and his bangs were wet with sweat from his forehead.

When he saw who it was, Tang Xing said a few words to Yan Yichen, then got up and left, leaving a space for the two people in the room.

"Come in." After Tang Xing left, the person on the bed spoke lightly.

Mu Luobai gasped for breath, and saw that the back of the person's hand was pierced with a needle again, and hurriedly ran over, "Hurt...... The wound is open again? ”

Since they met, no matter what happened, Mu Luobai always had a smile on his face, and this was the first time Yan Yichen saw him so nervous that he couldn't speak.

Leaning on the bed, Yan Yichen glanced over coldly, "I can't die." ”

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