"It doesn't feel right

Finally, I understood

Page by page, I can't bear to flip through the plot, you are so tired

You silently recited and shed tears for me a few times, how haggard you are

And my heart is broken for you to suffer from your beauty

I don't deserve it..."

As the last note sounded, Meng Feibai's hands slowly left the keys. Three seconds later, there was warm applause and applause, and he got up and bowed slightly to the judges' seats, and then nodded to the contestants on both sides of the stage.

The four judges were obviously very satisfied with Meng Feibai's performance today, and Zhang Xinnian took the lead in applauding with a smile, and eighteen folds appeared on his face.

Meng Feibai slowly walked to the center of the stage and looked at Ling Mingyue as if he was casual.

This song can't be something he just wrote, right?

At this time, Ling Mingyue was no longer as proud as she was just now, her face was full of surprise, she looked him up and down several times as if she knew Meng Feibai for the first time, how could she not match the delicate little poor ghost image in the hands of Sheng'er in her heart and the figure of Meng Feibai, who was charming and full of confidence on the stage now.

Meng Feibai took in the expression on Ling Mingyue's face, and couldn't help but have a feeling of raising his eyebrows, so in Ling Mingyue's eyes, the confident brilliance exuded by Meng Feibai's body became even more dazzling.

"Yes, today's song is no less good than yesterday's, and sometimes I want to open your head to see how much more surprise us have in it."

As the only woman among the judges, Li Yuanxiao felt that she was about to become a fan of Meng Feibai.

"Haha, I also have this idea, why don't we join forces to tie him back to school after the competition and study him for a semester?"

Meng Feibai's number one fan, Zhang Xinnian, joked with a smile.

Seeing that the two professors, who were usually very serious, actually made a joke, the remaining two judges and teachers were also interested, and for a while, the recording scene turned into a sea of joy under the group talk of the four judges.

In the end, it was the host Wang Gang who interrupted the performance of the four judges.

"Ahem, to get back to business, these two songs are equal in terms of creative level, but for your voice, I think yesterday's one is more suitable for you."

One of the four judges, Li Xiaoyun, a powerful singer in today's pop music scene, cleared his throat and said seriously. Hearing his words, the other three judges also nodded in agreement.

Sure enough, people who speak too clearly will still lack a little taste when they sing Jay Chou's songs.

Meng Feibai accepted the judges' suggestion, bowed slightly to them, and thought with some regret in his heart as he walked towards Ling Mingyue.

"Hmph, what a tattered judge, it's obviously the song just now that is better."

As soon as Meng Feibai sat down, he heard Ling Mingyue's unhappy voice.

He looked up at Ling Mingyue, who was pouting, and after a while, he slowly spoke:

"But you haven't heard the song from yesterday's rehearsal?"

Ling Mingyue: "......"

"You're mistaken, I was there yesterday."

Ling Mingyue looked directly at Meng Feibai's eyes and said word by word.

"But ......"

Meng Feibai just wanted to refute, but suddenly thought of how much trauma his rebuttal had brought to his body and mind not long ago, and he couldn't help but tremble, and hurriedly piled up a flattering smile.

"Ah, yes, yes, I misremembered."

"Hmph, my memory is so bad at a young age, and it's really hard to describe young people now."

Ling Mingyue raised her chin proudly like a victorious general, and said mercilessly.

？？？

Why do you want to be ashamed?!

Meng Feibai's eyes widened as he looked at Ling Mingyue, who had a worried expression for the memory of the young man now, and his heart was filled with countless big grooves.

Feeling that Ling Mingyue's eyes looking at him had become a little unkind again, he hurriedly withdrew his eyes, looked at his nose, nose, mouth, mouth, and heart, and silently muttered in his heart:

Forget it, don't be angry, don't be angry, there is no one to replace your angry body......

On stage, the rehearsal continued. Under the stage, Ling Mingyue still looked like a music enthusiast, smiling and enjoying the singing of one contestant after another, and beside her, Meng Feibai, who was sitting like a quail.

What kind of blood mold did I pour here, I encountered such a strange thing, or Gurhan, it's good, people don't talk much.

I also love to clean.

At this moment, Meng Feibai missed Gurhan incomparably in his heart.

Ling Mingyue couldn't help but muttered a little in her heart when she saw Meng Feibai's pitiful appearance. This kid seems to be quite talented, and it's not as innocent and weak as he saw before.

Thinking of this, she hesitated for a moment, cleared her throat and whispered:

"Actually, I was joking about that sentence just now."

"Huh? What the? ”

The live music was a little loud, but Meng Feibai didn't hear it clearly, so he asked with a blank face.

Ling Mingyue turned her head to look at Meng Feibai's face with the words silly roe deer written on it, and couldn't help rolling her eyes, then looked at him seriously and said:

"I said you weren't worthy, I was joking with you."

The colorful light swept across Ling Mingyue's delicate face, sweeping over Meng Feibai's face that gradually changed from dazed to shocked.

The contestants on the stage were singing hard, and under the stage, the two people who were as quiet as a virgin stared at each other, and gradually, the atmosphere between the two people gradually became weird.

"Hahahaha."

Meng Feibai suddenly burst out laughing, trying to hide his embarrassment.

"I know, you don't have to explain it to me, I know you're joking."

Meng Feibai's eyes glanced around, shocked in his heart.

The tsundere monster will also apologize, what kind of world is this wonderful story? She won't suddenly regret it and use her fists to physically lose her memory, right?

Ling Mingyue looked at Meng Feibai speechlessly, who seemed to have lost his mind, and muttered silently in her heart:

Why doesn't this kid look so smart? I just think my perception of you is a bit one-sided, so I explained it a little, so don't you need to be so excited?

"I'm not that stingy, I wouldn't be angry for such a sentence, hahahaha."

Meng Feibai was playing haha while running her brain rapidly thinking of countermeasures, in case she was really ready to make herself physically amnesi, should she just lie on the ground and pretend to be dead or just pretend to be a fool?

Seeing that Meng Feibai still looked abnormal, Ling Mingyue's face gradually turned cold, and she felt that the Meng Feibai presented on the stage just now was really an illusion, the real him was not only a weak and powerless poor ghost, but also an unconscious psychopath.

So she suddenly snorted coldly and said:

"What I just said was also a joke."

"Hahaha?"

Meng Feibai stopped laughing, and looked at Ling Mingyue who suddenly turned around with a cold expression in confusion, and three big question marks slowly appeared above his head.

Sure enough, it's a woman's heart, a needle under the sea. The ancients were honest and did not deceive me!