When he stepped down, Chen Nuo was angry, and the next cooperation with the young people of Fengqi was abnormal again, and it was even more bleak.

The teenagers seem to have been beaten up with chicken blood today, and when they roar, they feel like their throats are going to explode in the next moment.

True love fans finally experienced the trembling of their scalps again.

It's just that I vaguely feel that it's still a little worse.

What's missing?

Their eyes fell on Chen Nuo.

The lead singer really can't.

Even if they are not professional musicians, they can hear that Chen Nuo's breath is unstable and his stamina is insufficient.

Someone around was discussing the song that Chen Nuo had just sung, not boasting, but like the previous one, there was still a subtle sense of familiarity.

Another stage ended, and Chen Nuo took the initiative to walk towards Zhou Xinglan.

"That's you next, right? Don't be nervous, just be calm. ”

He deliberately didn't change his costume.

Today, all his looks are hand-created by the company's ace stylist, striving to make him the brightest light on the stage.

Although the lack of cooperation of the young man in the wind has discounted this effect.

But he is confident that standing on the same stage as Zhou Xinglan can compare him to the dust.

"I heard that you changed your song temporarily?"

"Don't worry, even if you don't play well later, you can blame the lack of preparation."

He thought that Zhou Xinglan's plan was broken, and he laughed proudly and rampantly.

The young members of the Wind Rising Behind him suddenly looked bad, and someone stepped forward, but was stopped by his companion.

Zhou Xinglan didn't look at them, but walked towards the stage with calm steps.

A pair of warm little hands pinched his palm: "Zhou Xinglan, wait a minute." ”

He stopped.

Lianqing said: "If you are lower, I can't reach it." ”

Zhou Xinglan bent down his always straight waist and stood in front of her obediently.

Lian Qing didn't know where to get a bottle of hair wax and took the ghost things that the stylist tossed for him, leaving only a neat big back.

Zhou Xinglan has no opinion, just let her toss.

Chen Nuo said cool words on the side: "The stylist of our crystal tile is a well-known master in the industry, and you usually don't have such a high salary, right?" Are you sure you want to let the layman toss? ”

Lian Qing didn't bother to pay attention to him at all, she was about to go on stage, she had to hurry up.

Seeing Chen Nuo's joy, he said casually: "Don't be afraid, my Xinglan is handsome, and he is blind when he tosses around." ”

She also wiped off the smoky makeup on Zhou Xinglan's face.

What a thing, nondescript, blocking the appearance of Lao Tzu's man!

After tinkering, she patted Zhou Xinglan: "Go and blind the eyes of those mediocre people!" ”

Zhou Xinglan knelt down on one knee with a smile, held her hand, and dropped a kiss on the back of her hand: "Yes, yourmajesty!" ”

Chen Nuo snorted coldly and mocked: "What kind of prince is pretending to be His Royal Highness, it's not vulgar." ”

The song he was going to sing was Majesty, and the members of the Wind Boy didn't think anything of it.

Chen Nuo's song is called Manzhu Sahua, and he also painted a lycoris flower on his face!

He wasn't embarrassed, how could he be embarrassed to complain about others.

Chen Nuo, who sneered at Zhou Xinglan for a while, only then did he know the name of the temporarily replaced track.

"What did you just say he was going to sing?"

The teenagers repeated, "Majesty. ”

Chen Nuo's face turned white in an instant.

Why this one?

How could he sing this?

The frightened Chen Nuo hurriedly comforted himself that it must be just a coincidence.

Besides, he changed the tune beyond recognition, even if someone did find the slightest resemblance.

Besides, Zhou Xinglan still has a history of plagiarism! Who cares what he sings!