The minimalist white T-jeans cannot conceal the boy's cold aura.

The boy who walked in was Leng Mo.

When he arrived at the stage, Leng Mo stopped a few meters away from the two.

"Student Jun Qing, can you say a few words to you alone?"

Jun Qing stood up, handed the milk tea in his hand to Zhao Yiyi, and followed him to a corner of the auditorium.

"Student Leng, I'm really sorry. I've been very busy recently and I don't have time to do a personal training for you."

After the dance fight, Leng Mo once found her. Because the Emperor was present, Jun Qing was not convenient to say more to him.

Seeing Leng Mo coming today, it was not difficult for her to guess that he must have come for the day.

In fact, without Jun Qing's explanation, Leng Mo also knew what the other party's answer was.

That night, when Di Lin drove to pick up Jun Qing, he could see the other party's car very clearly—

She is definitely not a shortage of money.

Leng Mo inserted his right hand into his jeans pocket and moved slightly: "If I join the club now, will it be okay?"

Jun Qing stretched out his right hand: "Data sheet."

Leng Mo pulled out his right hand from his pocket and handed the neatly folded form to her.

Jun Qing received it and opened it in his hand. Every item on the information form was filled in neatly.

It can be seen that Leng Mo has really made up his mind this time.

"bring it on!"

Jun Qing turned around and walked onto the stage with the information sheet. Leng Mo also followed her.

On the stage, everyone had already noticed Leng Mo, and when they saw the two of them coming on stage, they all took the initiative to greet them.

He handed the information form to Xiao Song, who was in charge of this matter, and Jun Qing took the lead in applauding.

"Everyone welcomes Leng Mo to join our club."

Everyone applauded, and He Siyun reached out and handed over the remaining ice cream in the bag.

"It just so happens that there is one left."

Leng Mo was about to decline, but Jun Qing had already taken the ice cream and stuffed it into his hand.

"It's all my own people, don't be so polite."

Looking at the ice cream in his hand, Leng Mo nodded slightly.

"Thanks."

"You guys communicate with Leng Mo about our rehearsals, and I'll be back soon."

Jun Qing walked off the stage again and communicated with Zhao Yiyi for a few simple words. After the two made an appointment for the time and place to meet tomorrow, Zhao Yiyi said goodbye and left, and Jun Qing returned to the stage again.

"This performance is the first official performance of our club, and every member of the club will participate." Her eyes fell on Leng Mo's face, and her tone was as serious as the president, "Class Leng, you also want to release a program."

Leng Mo was obviously a little surprised: "I..."

"Each of us is no exception," Jun Qing curled up his horns evilly, "Unless... you leave the group now."

For a singer, performance experience is an indispensable part. If Leng Mo wants to develop on this path, this is his only way.

From the other party's smile, Leng Mo clearly smelled a trace of conspiracy.

Take a light breath, he Zheng focused his head.

"good."

Since he has joined the club, he should obey the management of the club.

"Now, let's continue to rehearse..." Jun Qing handed the notebook and pen in front of him, "Your program is not yet decided, so you are responsible for helping everyone record problems, such as where the rhythm is out of tune, where the rhythm is wrong... and so on."

Leng Mo's eyes flashed over the pen and notebook she handed over.

"I?"
Chapter completed!