Passion, dreams, and hopes are all transformed into power generation.

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When we arrived at the top of the mountain, everyone was settled, and it was almost noon.

After Qiao Xinyue discussed with Li Junhao and Yuan Ge, they decided to have lunch and start the competition at half past one in the afternoon.

At that time, the host wanted to use Ding Ding to take the role.

When Ding Ding heard everyone's arrangement, he shook off the teapot lid hairstyle, and said with a bitter face: "But, but I also participated." ”

Yuan Ge: "Okay, when you compete, just let the flower shirt replace it." ”

Ding Ding turned his head to look at the stunned flower shirt, and said sharply: "That's okay, I've also been addicted to the host." ”

Hua Shirt took off a toothpick in his mouth, looked at Yuan Ge and Li Junhao, and when he wanted to ask what the situation was, when he saw Yuan Ge and Li Junhao, he ignored him and turned around, as if he didn't mean to discuss with him.

Hua Shirt touched her head, continued to hold a toothpick, and walked around.

At this moment, Qiao Xinyue suddenly felt a strange atmosphere.

Yes, with an atmosphere of resentment.

turned his head and saw Shi Sanwan.

Shi Sanwan's eyes were like the vast night sky with a chill, and her eyes hung on the body of the flower shirt and couldn't be taken off.

No matter where the flower shirt goes, Shi Sanwan's hateful eyes follow wherever it goes.

Qiao Xinyue slowly walked to Shi Sanwan's side and touched her gently: "Sanwan, what's wrong?" ”

When Shi Sanwan heard Qiao Xinyue's voice, she withdrew her eyes and lowered her eyes silently.

But the cold on his body did not subside, and Shi Sanwan, who was already very cold, became even colder.

Qiao Xinyue: "Sanwan, are you okay?" ”

Qiao Xinyue looked at the flower shirt with a toothpick in her mouth and wandering around on the top of the mountain, and asked again.

Shi Sanwan's cold voice was still soft: "It's okay." ”

Qiao Xinyue saw that Shi Sanwan didn't want to say anything, so she didn't ask.

*****

Past eleven.

The competition has officially begun.

The selection staff are Qiao Xinyue, Shi Sanwan, Li Junhao and Yuan Ge.

The moderator is Tintin.

Qiao Xinyue, who was sitting in the middle of the four people, was particularly eye-catching, and everyone wanted to behave well in front of Qiao Xinyue, the school girl.

It's still a trivial matter to be able to enter the Xinjun team or the Yueyuan team in the competition. The big thing is that if they are also favored by this Qiao Xinyue, then they can be extraordinarily awesome.

Not only can you not die, but you can also travel through time and space, what a awesome thing.

Therefore, they will definitely perform well, just like they are eager to win the Mark Six lottery, hoping to be favored by Qiao Xinyue.

All the contestants are gearing up and eager to try.

Mo Ruchun, who was on the side, rubbed her short hair, looked at Qiao Xinyue, who hadn't looked at her at a glance, and felt very uncomfortable.

Others say that the building near the water gets the moon first.

And because she wanted to take a shortcut to get the fragments of life and time and space in Qiao Xinyue's mobile phone, her personality was greatly reduced in front of Qiao Xinyue, but she was afraid that she had no hope.

He Yan'er also looked at the crowd on the top of the mountain, and whispered with some concern: "Ruchun, so many people participated, they all looked very powerful." ”

He Yan'er, who was talking, also talked about it, obviously not holding out any hope for Mo Ruchun.

Mo Ruchun frowned, she felt the same way as He Yan'er.

The people here are better than the other, and she may not be able to win.

Even if he wins, he may not be selected by Qiao Xinyue.

Lost lowered his eyes, rude: "Hey, I thought I could finally save her, but unfortunately ......"

As soon as He Yan'er heard Mo Ruchun's mouth about him or her, her heart became uncomfortable, and her voice became quieter: "Who is she (he) you are talking about?" ”

Mo Ruchun turned his head to see He Yan'er's aggrieved face, and realized that what he said had caused He Yan'er's jealousy, and coughed: "It's okay, it's a friend of mine, she died to save me." ”

After she knew that Qiao Xinyue was the reincarnation of Nuwa's aura, she couldn't wait to get the fragments of life and space-time fragments in Qiao Xinyue's hands immediately.

With the Spacetime Fragment, she could travel back in time to save her.

If she had to die someone, she wanted to die the person herself.

Mo Ruchun bowed his head.

A woman with a big grin, could it be that she had tears in her eyes.