He has to leave tomorrow morning, and after he returns, he will start the intense rehearsals and competitions, and Jun Qing must maintain his best mental and physical condition.

Accompany him crazy for another night, she really can't bear it.

There was only a thin layer of summer clothes between the two, and he didn't need to look to know that she didn't have pajamas or bathrobes.

Emperor Lin's breathing tightened, and his body tensed up.

"...... gently"

He had wanted to tell her that he hadn't wanted to touch her.

"That'...... That's it! ”

Before he could finish speaking, Jun Qing had already raised his little face and took the initiative to kiss him.

Her heartbeat increased instantly, and the palm of Emperor Lin's hand on her shoulder froze for a moment, and finally reached over and hugged her tightly.

……

……

The next morning, Jun Qing stepped on the helicopter on time for the return trip.

Sitting on the back of her chair against the porthole, watching the smaller and smaller figure on the deck of the giant ship, she reached out and stroked her still somewhat sore back, laid the seat of the chair flat, and pulled the blanket over her body.

That guy's physical strength is far better than ordinary people.

Yesterday, she didn't sleep until the second half of the night, and during the time on the road, she needed to make up for her sleep and recuperate.

On the top deck, Emperor Lin watched the helicopter fade away and retracted his gaze.

"Notify the main control room to speed up by 5 knots."

"Yes!"

Lu Wenqing grabbed the walkie-talkie and conveyed the order to the general control room.

Emperor Lin turned his face again, and his gaze fell back to the helicopter in mid-air.

All the way to the west, the helicopter quickly skimmed over the sea, and two hours later it was back over the land, as Jun Qing had planned, to return to the emperor's mansion at noon.

The helicopter landed on the lawn behind the mansion, Jun lightly supported the butler's hand and jumped out of the helicopter, and Zhao Yiyi, who rushed to pick her up in advance, took the initiative to welcome her and take the backpack in her hand.

Several people walked together in the direction of the mansion, and the helicopter also took off again.

Jun Qing took Zhao Yiyi on the boat and walked into his room, took the mobile phone handed over by Zhao Yiyi, and dialed the phone of Emperor Lin.

As soon as the phone was connected, a familiar voice rang in the earpiece.

"I've arrived home safely, don't worry!"

"I'll help you put the medicine in the middle layer of your computer bag, remember to apply it once a day in the morning and once in the evening." Emperor Lin paused slightly, "I've helped you apply the morning medicine." ”

With a single sentence, her face burned.

"I ...... I know! ”

Hanging up the phone, Jun glanced at Zhao Yiyi next to him, and saw that the other party was opening the zipper and wanted to help her sort out her schoolbag, Jun rushed over and grabbed his backpack.

"This ...... I'll just tidy it up myself. Quietly took out the ointment in the schoolbag, and Jun Qing asked casually, "It's nothing to do in the past two days, right?" ”

"It's okay, everything is going well." Zhao Yiyi turned around with a smile and brought a gift box in her hand to her, "Knowing that you have a birthday in the past two days, I specially made a little cake of our hometown, I wish you to win the king of singers in one fell swoop!" ”

Jun opened the gift box lightly, and sure enough, he saw that the box was lined up, with four beautiful pastries, and the words "Sister Jun will win" were written very hard with cream.

He took the pastry with both hands and thanked him solemnly.

"Thank you, Yiyi!"

There was a knock on the door, and the butler politely walked in.

"Miss Five, lunch is ready, you and Miss Zhao may go down for dinner."

"Good!" Jun Qing held the pastry in one hand and grabbed Zhao Yiyi's arm with the other, "Let's go, let's eat first, and then eat our Dingsheng cake." ”

The two went to the restaurant together, and during the meal, Zhao Yiyi told her some specific details of the finals.

"Before coming here, I went to the gymnasium on purpose, and I heard from the staff of the director team that this competition is more difficult, and the public jury in the venue has increased to 999 people, and there will be an off-site voting part."

"All eight players are strong and I'm content to get to where I am today. As for whether we can get the king of singers, we still have the old rules......" Jun raised his face lightly and smiled back at her, "Do your best, obey the destiny of heaven!" ”

In the competition, the time, the place, and the people are indispensable.

The final result is in the hands of the judges, and the larger the judge base, the more difficult it is to get a high number of votes.

To be a contestant, all you can do is to try your best to do your part.

Zhao Yiyi held the rice bowl and nodded.

"Whose song are you going to sing this time?"

"My own song."

"Original?" Zhao Yiyi put the dishes brought to her mouth back into the bowl, put the chopsticks back on the chopstick rest, and raised her face with a serious face, "But...... Wouldn't that be too risky? ”

Song selection is the most important part of the competition, and a well-known song, especially the one that is widely sung, can be recognized by some fans to a large extent and resonate with them.

Participating in this kind of competition with original songs is likely to be unfamiliar with the tune, and it is likely that the listener will not have a sense of substitution.

Worried that Jun Qing would misunderstand, Zhao Yiyi was busy adding.

"Sister Jun, don't get me wrong, it's not that I don't recognize your talent. I'm not good at music, but I listened to Xu Ziya's songs, which are really good, and I know that the music you wrote is very good. When I say that, I'm just thinking about it from the perspective of the game. ”

Jun Qing was not angry, and even she was very happy that Zhao Yiyi could remind her so rationally, instead of blindly touting her and patting her ass.

"I understand!" Jun chuckled and winked at her, "I'm glad you dared to say it so bravely." ”

"I ......" Zhao Yiyi stuck out her tongue and raised her expression again, "Jun Qing, I really hope you win." With your current audience influence, as long as you don't lose your previous level, you will definitely be able to go to the final stage of the singer competition. ”

"I see what you mean. However, if I just maintain the same level, which is the level, I will never break through again. Jun Qing explained his thoughts to her seriously, "You also know that everyone's expectations for me are very high now, if I don't want to disappoint them, I must break through myself." ”

The greater the expectations, the greater the disappointment.

If she adapts the old songs as before this time, it won't bring any freshness, at most it will remain at the original level.

Don't break it, don't stand it!

With a new song contest, it is true that the listener's sense of substitution will be lost, but at the same time, they will have a sense of freshness.

"If I succeed, I will not only be able to win the king of singers, but I will also be able to make a beautiful comeback." Jun smiled lightly, "Of course, it is possible to lose all the games, but ...... At least I tried. I want them to know that I'm not just a singer, I'm a singer-songwriter. ”

Zhao Yiyi bit her lower lip, thought for a long time, and finally raised her head.

"I support your decision."