Before, Xie Qingci basically came back to take a shower and sleep at one or two o'clock, and got up again at six or seven o'clock the next morning.

But for the past two days he had returned at ten o'clock, and had gone to bed early.

Xie Qingci sat on the edge of the bed and reached out to play with the eagle ornament.

"I'm going to take the exam tomorrow, I'm afraid that if I'm too nervous, there will be problems."

Ning Yunchao waved his hand at him: "That makes sense." Don't worry, you're dancing well enough for everyone to see. ”

Wei Yaoyao also said: "It's really very good, don't think too much." If you're nervous, ask Brother Eagle to sing you a song. ”

Xie Qingci happened to flip the switch, and the mountain carving began to sing "majestic and high-spirited".

The rugged voice is heroic and imposing, and people are enthusiastic when they hear it.

Wei Yaoyao: "After listening to this song, I feel like I can dance three hundred times again!" ”

Ning Yunchao took his clothes and prepared to go into the bathroom: "You can pull it down, did you get up from the bed when you said this?" I didn't move my ass a bit, you don't do what you work hard, and you say it every day if you work hard. ”

Wei Yaoyao sneered.

After pulling the wool roll, he lifted the guitar beside the bed and greeted Xie Qingci: "Brother, don't you sleep yet?" Sing a song and play a guitar? Will you? ”

Without waiting for Xie Qingci to answer, he said to himself: "It should be, you look like you can all play eighteen musical instruments." ”

Xie Qingci was not interested, but after manipulating his hand under the quilt, he stretched out his hand to Wei Yaoyao again.

"Then I'll try."

Wei Yaoyao handed it to him, and chose a song for him to sing while playing.

"Just the additional test song on your first stage, the song "Summer Wind".

Xie Qing had no opinion, the guitar rested on his lap, lowered his head and tried the strings, and Qingyue's voice flowed out after the slender fingers were plucked.

"I will always remember the summer wind, clearly say that you love me, I see your cool smile and shyness, the summer wind is blowing warmly, through the hair and through the ears......"

The clean voice sounded like the wind was passing through the hall on that summer evening, and under the canopy in the distance, the boy and girl were biting their lip and tilting their heads uncomfortably, their bodies restrained away, their beating hearts approaching to the limit.

When he transposed, his lowered eyebrows and eyes were rarely gentle.

Wei Yaoyao closed his eyes when he listened, and then hummed softly, his fingers on his knees little by little.

Xie Qingci didn't stop until he finished singing this song, and there were already several people standing at the door, all humming along.

When he stopped, some people applauded: "Nice! It feels very different from your style. ”

Xie Qingci smiled and returned the guitar to Wei Yaoyao.

Wei Yaoyao couldn't be idle, so he ran out and played the electronic piano and karaoke with others.

Ning Yunchao also went to sleep after washing, and it was very lively everywhere.

Xie Qingci took his things to the bathroom for a while, looked at his glasses, and went out.

He didn't go to the most lively dormitory, walked outside, and ran into Song Xi.

The two went to the overpass, which was unobstructed on both sides, and the night was outside the railing.

Song Xi leaned against the railing with a water glass, and his eyes under the lenses couldn't see clearly.

Xie Qingci supported the railing with both hands, probing out, the evening breeze blowing the ends of his hair, which seemed to make him feel comfortable, he lowered his eyes and hooked the corners of his mouth, and his whole body was full of laziness.

They didn't speak, and the photographer behind them still didn't let go, staring at them all the time.

After a long while, Song Xi spoke first.

"I heard you sing very well just now, next time I have a chance to cooperate?"

Xie Qingci said casually: "Okay." However, the second public is a professional direction assessment, you should choose dance? ”

Song Xi was a little surprised: "Do you want to choose vocal music?" ”

"Hmm," he said, holding out his hand, his slender fingers as if catching the wind, "I want to try." ”

"Then it seems that the second prince has no way to cooperate," Song Xi curled his fingers and raised the frame, raised his eyebrows and said, "Only the third prince." ”

Xie Qingci turned sideways and made a gesture of clinking glasses with him: "It's easy to say." ”

The words are polite, but the eyes are clearly not like that.

When he staggered and walked away, he leaned close to Song Xi's ear and said coldly in a low voice: "But I advise you to stay away from her and don't beat her anymore." ”

The camera can only see them talking closer.

Song Xi couldn't take pictures with the camera, and finally showed a smile that didn't fit in his eyes, and there was a kind of provocation in Sven's scum temperament.

"She's a very likable sister, isn't she?"

Xie Qingci glanced at him coldly.

The two of them walked back to the dormitory, and it seemed that nothing had happened.

Song Xi still had a smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he had the upper hand in this matter.

The excitement made him not have time to think about why he would subconsciously do face engineering like Xie Qingci to maintain the truth that they discussed Yu Xia.

If he really wanted to use this to make Yu Xia and Xie Qing quit, he would show a surprised and contrived expression in front of the camera at this time.

Or directly provoke Xie Qingci to say those words in front of the camera, he knows, netizens have outstanding abilities when they gossip, and it is not difficult to guess by lip sync.

But he didn't, and both of them made an expression of "just talking about the performance stage", which made people unable to notice that something was wrong.

It was Xie Qingci, calm and sober like an audience, who saw at a glance that something was wrong with him.

He could see it after he noticed that he was paying too much attention to Yu Xia in the rehearsal room yesterday.

Back in the dormitory, Xie Qingci pulled his neckline, feeling bored, and raised his head and poured half a bottle of water.

Cool mineral water washed down his throat and briefly relieved him from the sweltering heat.

At half past eleven, the dormitory area finally fell silent.

Ning Yunchao covered the camera with a towel, and the three of them turned off the lights and prepared to sleep.

Xie Qingci pulled the quilt up, covered the top of his head, and then unlocked his phone.

Put on the headphones, first go to Weibo to watch the circle, and then edit the recording.

At the same time, click on the "treasure" dialog box at the top of the social software.

On the other side of Haicheng, at twelve o'clock, Yu Xia received a recording.

She was just about to fall asleep when she heard the vibration, sighed, reached for her phone and looked at it.

The recording was quite long, so she clicked on it and listened to it.

Xie Qingci's clean and clear voice sounded, probably because something was blocked on the mobile phone during the recording, and it sounded a little muffled.

It was "Summer Wind", she always felt that he deliberately sang this song on the first stage, and was scolded for narcissism by He Ci.

Now it seems, it must have been deliberate.

In the quiet room at night, his singing voice was like a soft whisper, and she could hear her brows stretch.

She listened slowly before continuing to read his news.

[Xie Qingci: Is it good?]

[Xie Qingci: A Sleep Song Specially Recorded for You]

She replied: [Not bad]

[Xie Qingci: Can you answer the phone, you don't have to type]

This brother is really ...... Sometimes he is pressing step by step, sometimes he is gentle and obedient, and changing his face is a stunt he has practiced.

Probably seeing that she didn't reply immediately, he sent another message.

[Xie Qingci: It's okay, sister]

She deliberately replied: [Not good]

Xie Qingci dialed the phone directly.

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PS: treasure, treasure

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