The two rounds of rehearsals were over, and it was already past six o'clock in the afternoon.

The chief director announced a break, and the contestants and guests disbanded and left, and went back to their own lounge to rest.

Zhao Manyu returned the two to the lounge with a calm face, and Bai Lu complained mercilessly as soon as she entered the door.

"Sister Zhao, I tried my best, if I continue like this, I will lose the game at night, don't blame me!"

In terms of singing skills and stage performance, Bai Lu is already very mature.

As a singer who has become famous, she also cherishes her feathers.

This time, because of Zhao Manyu's order, he appeared as Ni Wei's assistant guest, although this is not her home field, but with Jun Qing, Bai Lu is of course very concerned about the ranking of the game.

Just now on stage, Ni Wei had several situations, and her mood naturally didn't improve.

The rehearsal was a little late last night, but today she specially arranged for the two of them to make up for sleep in the morning, and there were two low-level mistakes such as two wrong shots, and Zhao Manyu was naturally very dissatisfied.

It's just that considering Ni Wei's identity, she still tried to be patient: "Xiao Wei, what's the matter with you?" ”

Ni Wei yawned, raised his hands and rubbed his face: "Don't worry, I'm definitely not like this at night." ”

Seeing that his face was a little pale, and the whole person was sluggish, Zhao Man's tone was angry, and he was still a little uneasy in the end.

Stretching out his right hand, Zhao Manyu touched his forehead with concern: "Is there something uncomfortable?" ”

Ni Wei impatiently shook off her palm: "I'm fine!" ”

"It's better to be fine!" Bai Lu said unhappily, "Ni Wei, let me tell you, this time I am your foreign aid, this game is not only your game, but also my game, you don't care about winning or losing, I care!" ”

As Bai Lu, who was born at the bottom, is completely different from Ni Wei.

A rich second generation like Ni Wei can go back to inherit the family property if he can't play famous, Bai Lu has no way out, he can only rely on himself.

"Xiao Lu!" Zhao Manyu is also a little uncertain now, "You know more about music than I do, what do you think, what are your chances of winning tonight?" ”

In this competition, it is not only Bai Lu who can't afford to lose, but also Zhao Manyu.

Now, she has two key artists, one is Bai Lu and the other is Ni Wei.

Bai Lu has been suppressed by Jun Qing during this time, and she has almost put all her hopes on Ni Wei.

'If he plays at his normal level at night, we have hope.' Bai Lu glanced at Ni Wei, "If he makes a mistake again, the immortals won't be able to help him!" ”

"I'm annoyed!" Ni Wei stood up from the sofa, "I'm telling you, I'm not you, I won't lose!" ”

Grabbing the lighter on the table, he strode out of the lounge.

The official live broadcast is about to be broadcast, and the staff in the gallery hurriedly go back and forth to prepare for the live broadcast.

Ni Wei was only worried about being seen, so he simply walked out of the exit, looked left and right, and walked into the safety ladder that no one used.

Take out the cigarette case, take out the wrapped hemp leaves, and bring them to your mouth to light them.

Inhaling the smoke deeply, he half-squinted his eyes in pleasure.

Squeak –

There was a soft knock on the door, and a man walked in.

Hearing the voice, Ni Wei stood up from the steps in a panic, pulled out the cigarette in his mouth, and hid behind him.

"Who?"

Leather shoes stepped up the stairs, and a person slowly approached the light.

Slender figure, wearing a neat suit, holding a large bouquet of bewitching red roses in his hand, a pair of blue eyes flashing in the dim corridor.