Since An Yiluo left in the middle, Zhao Lan naturally won this hip-hop competition.
Off stage.
Shangguan Ziqing pursed her seductive little lips in dissatisfaction. Yuwen Yixuan wanted to hold her in his arms and taste her sweetness. "What's going on with Sister Luo'er...! I still want that
A dead woman can’t even win a round!!”
"You're so cute! You're still complaining! Sister Luo'er, there must be something urgent!" Wan Yanfei gently poked Shangguan Ziqing's head with his finger and looked at her with great affection.
"Ouch~ Sister Fei'er, you're so annoying!" Shangguan Ziqing straightened her cute pear-shaped head. "Of course I know that Sister Luo'er is in a hurry!! Well...Sister Fei'er, it's your turn!
!go quickly..."
"Okay!! Let's see you, Sister Fei'er, take them down!!" Wanyan Fei made a no problem gesture, turned around and ran towards the stage.
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"The following is the piano competition between Miss Wanyanfei and Miss Qin Ling. Miss Wanyanfei is invited!" the host said excitedly.
Wan Yanfei was wearing a dark blue princess dress. Her long black curly hair was pulled up loosely. She raised her eyes and glanced at Qin Ling. Then she calmly walked to the piano and sat down.
The ten slender white fingers moved the eighty-eight keys to play her favorite piano music——.
The girl gently closed her beautiful eyes and gradually blended into this intoxicating music.
Murong Yunze in the audience looked at this elegant and lovely girl. He showed an unabashed smile as bright as the sun. Ha. This girl is really special...
After the song, Wan Yanfei bowed politely and walked off the stage.
Qin Ling, on the other hand, was in a daze and did not dare to come forward to play. If she remembered correctly, this woman was the one who had won the highest award at the Vienna Concert Hall and was known as a talented young pianist...
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But in the end she still played with that fear in mind. But... her hands were obviously shaking!!
"What a waste!!!" After hearing the host announce Wan Yanfei's victory again, Lu Yaqi threw the cosmetics in his hands angrily. He held his hands tightly. An imperceptible cold light slipped through his eyes.
There is only one last round left. Shangguan Ziqing, I must make you look good!!!