The low male voice is like intoxicating wine, tainted with the power of magic, pulling people's footsteps involuntarily.
Why are my eyes wet and rusty without tears?
I really understand what you want
But my hands are too frozen
I never thought there was a wound in this heart of stone
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Tear me down and throw me away
Today I was thrown into the world
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Meng Xinran never thought that one day she would be bewitched by a song. However, when she came to her senses, she was already standing at the door of the recording studio accurately, with her hand even on the doorknob.
He looked at the man in the room who was recording in a daze. His narrow eyes were slightly closed, his black hair was wet and stuck to his sweaty forehead, and his sexy lips under the straight bridge of his nose opened and closed, spitting out simple but sweet words.
With the magical lyrics, a drop of crystal sweat rolled down his Adam's apple and disappeared into the open collar.
That arrogant man was like a monster, making people unable to take their eyes away. Meng Xinran retracted his hand as if he was electrocuted, took two deep breaths, and caught up with Xu Ya's pace.
"Where did you just go?"
"Uh...went to the bathroom."
At the other end, after the song was finished, Qin Feiyang opened his eyes, glanced out the window, immediately dropped the headset hanging on his ears, took a long step, and opened the door.
At the door, there is a pencil case lying quietly
He raised his eyebrows, picked it up, opened the zipper, and revealed an eyebrow pencil made of gold. He looked at it with a calm gaze before putting it in his pocket and walking towards the lounge on the 18th floor.
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door, open
In the huge room, small groups of people were chatting comfortably, and several models were already sitting on the sofa, waiting to be called.
Meng Xinran was assigned to a female model named Qin. The content of the preliminary round was for the contestants present to put on the most suitable makeup for their respective models in front of the judges.
"Why are you standing there? Go and get me a glass of water." Qin Lei raised his head and glanced at the woman behind him, her frosty skin, smoke-like willow eyebrows, and her crystal clear, as black as agate.
His eyes made her, a woman, deeply jealous.
Meng Xinran clenched the number plate in her hand and frowned slightly. The number plate showed 10, which was the last one in the group. She knew that this arrangement was very unfavorable for her. The judges were busy.
She was already very tired after a long morning. When it was her turn to play, she must have been missing lunch.
And she is probably just going through the motions.
"Hey, you're deaf, can't you hear me?" Seeing that the other party ignored her, Qin Lei became even more angry.
Meng Xinran then raised her head and looked at the girl in front of her carefully. However, she looked 18 years old, and her childish face had vicissitudes that were inconsistent with her age. The heavy makeup made it almost impossible to see her true face, but her figure was quite good.
Beautiful, with plump hips and slender waist, especially when wrapped in this tight little dress, it looks even more protruding and convex, making people think.
"I see you have hands and feet. You don't need to rely on others to pour water!" After looking at it for a moment, she spoke slowly.
She is kind-hearted, but that doesn't mean she's so weak that she'll let others bully her.
"You..." Unexpectedly, she would retort. Qin Lei's face turned red and purple, then purple and white.
Some people around started pointing and looking like they were gloating...