The man is dressed in an inky and expensive suit, extremely noble, and has a unique and powerful momentum between his gestures.

The silhouette is cold and handsome, revealing a sense of cold alienation.

Even if he didn't attend as a cold gentleman, as any capacity, he was fully qualified to attend.

The man sat in the middle of the stage and glanced indifferently at the stage.

Wang Beizhi saw Jun Qiyan appear, and the man's peerless face moved her feelings, and she forgot to play it for a while, and the music paused for five seconds before she continued to play.

However, relatively speaking, it is already too late to make amends.

After Wang Bei stepped down, Song Anyan was next.

Song Anyan didn't expect Jun Qiyan to attend to watch the game, her eyes suddenly brightened, and her face was full of excitement.

This time, she must behave well so that the master can appreciate her.

She is not uglier than Leng Quan, and her figure is better than her, as long as Ye Ye can find her advantages, there will be nothing wrong with Leng Quantian.

Song Anyan sat on the piano stand, reluctantly withdrew her gaze from Jun Qiyan, took a deep breath, and began to play seriously.

In the past few days, she has forgotten to sleep and eat every day, and has worked hard to practice the song "You Are the Bright in My Heart" by Leng Junzi.

This time she will definitely win.

Song Anyan played on the stage, and from time to time she peeked at Jun Qiyan, who was sitting in the audience, and was a little excited in her heart.

After a song, the audience burst into warm applause.

Song Anyan bowed on the stage, hooked her lips shyly, looked at Jun Qiyan again, and trotted away shyly.

After getting off the stage, Song Anyan stepped on ten-centimeter high heels and returned to the waiting room.

She's just doing well.

If nothing else, she should be the champion.

The last one is Leng Quan.

When the girl saw Song Anyan coming back, she lifted her skirt and prepared to leave.

Song Anyan proudly showed off to Leng Quan, "I just played a good song, and it is Leng Junzi's tune, and the final champion will only be me." ”

Leng Quantian didn't even bother to respond to Song Anyan this time.

Song Anyan saw Leng Quantian passing over her, her eyes crossed a vicious line, the corners of her mouth hooked, and she stretched out her foot to step on Leng Quantian's skirt.

'Tear'.

Leng Quan's skirt tore a gap.

"Oops, sorry sister, I didn't see it."

Song Anyan pretended to be shocked, with a look of schadenfreude, and said apologies, without a trace of guilt in her tone.

A cold light flashed in the corner of Leng Quan's eyes, and he smiled coldly, "Song Anyan, you only have this ability." ”

Song Anyan's sharp voice slowly spoke: "Sister, I didn't mean what you said. ”

The girl walked over to the dressing table, picked up a pair of scissors, and looked at Song Anyan.

Song Anyan's face suddenly turned pale, full of horror, "What are you going to do?" ”

Leng Quantian looked at Song Anyan's frightened face and sneered.

Lowered her eyes and cut against her voluminous skirt.

Soon, from a long skirt was cut into an irregular short skirt by the cold leaning.

The cold does not lose the connotation, and there is a trace of sexiness in the fashion.

Song Anyan saw that her design had no effect on Leng Quantian, her eyes were full of anger, staring at Leng Quantian's skirt, as if she was about to stare at a hole.

In the next second, a pair of scissors flew towards Song Anyan.

Song Anyan saw that she was flying straight towards her, her eyes widened in horror and shock, and her footsteps stood in place as if they were rooted.