On the TV screen on the wall, the host once again walks onto the stage.

"The player who will be playing next is the runner-up in the semi-finals. I know, you've already guessed his name, and yes, he's our top music student - Leng Mo! ”

In the field, applause was like thunder.

In the midst of applause, Leng Mo slowly walked onto the stage.

The young and handsome boy is clean and refreshing, and he is just wearing a simple T-shirt and jeans.

Compared with him standing on the stage before, this time Leng Mo is obviously more confident and more flamboyant.

After standing on the stage, facing the close-up shot pushed over, he did not avoid his eyes as before, but took the initiative to turn his face and face the camera.

On the big screen, a close-up of him is presented.

The girls in the room cheered again

"It can be seen that our Leng classmates are really popular." The host walked over and stood beside him, "The finals are about to begin, what do you want to say to the fans who like you?" ”

Leng Mo took the microphone and looked around.

"Tonight, I'll fight for the title!"

"Wow!"

Not only the host, but the entire audience screamed for it.

This boy, who has always been low-key, finally showed his edge.

"It seems that tonight's Leng classmate is also bound to win the championship. So, tell us about your mentor? ”

"My guest is a great singer and a great singer-songwriter. She is my mentor and my lighthouse! ”

Hearing the word "lighthouse", the fans in the stadium became more and more crazy.

"Jun Qing!"

"Jun Qing!"

……

What started out as a sporadic sound gradually melted into a neat rhythm.

"Then let's have a silent assistant guest - Jun Qing!"

The applause and welcome in the arena were more enthusiastic than any of the previous contestants and guests.

The host stepped back and danced, and people's eyes were fixed on the stage, waiting for Jun Qing's appearance.

One second.

Two seconds.

……

Everyone fell silent and waited in confusion.

Boom!

The drums sounded.

The lights came on, reflecting the figure of Jun Qing behind the drums.

A simple white T-shirt, black jeans, and black biker boots......

The girl's long hair was tied up, and there were almost no traces of makeup on her delicate little face.

A pair of beautiful eyes, sharp eyes.

The drum hammers in the palms of both hands are striking out a string of SOLO at incredible speed.

No one expected that she would speak out in this way.

From the time the drum beat to the time it stopped, the screaming from the audience never stopped.

A string of rapid drums was struck with both hands, and Jun lightly grabbed the drum hammer and stood up straight, smiling and saluting everyone.

"Hello everyone, I'm Jun Qing."

In an instant, the audience burst into screams.

The atmosphere at the show no longer looks like a competition, but more like her special show.

On the VIP seat, Feng Shen's eyes fell on the clothes on her body, raised her eyebrows, and shook her head slightly.

"You're still the same as before, always like to me!"

The man's tone was a little helpless, but more spoiled.

A figure walked over and sat down on an empty chair beside him.

Feng Shen turned his face and met his gaze with a pair of deep black eyes.

Only when the other party was a late audience, he smiled and looked in the direction of the stage.

"You're late, but...... You didn't miss the best part. ”

Emperor Lin leaned back in his chair and looked at Jun Qing on the stage as much as he did.

"I'm only here for the best part."

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