Kiss!The paranoid clings to me every day and is addicted

Chapter 88 The boy picked up the microphone on the stage
Song Yingying kept silent, but Nan Qiao looked at her quietly, his eyes full of teasing.

Finally, Mu Rufeng said something in a cold voice.

"If you don't know, don't talk nonsense."

Mu Rufeng has always had a sunny and cheerful look on his face since his appearance.

This is the first time netizens have heard him speak in such a serious voice.

[Yingying just kindly reminded her that she did nothing wrong, why did you talk to her like this, it feels like Yingying is about to cry. 】

【As expected of Mu Rufeng and Nan Qiao's team, neither of them is a good guy. 】

[Nan Qiao doesn't have any specialties, isn't it something that the whole network knows?Has anyone of you seen Nan Qiao's performance? 】

【Song Yingying was the one who made the green tea first. No matter how you pretend, the tea art is almost better than Meng. 】

[Tea appreciator Mu Rufeng. 】

"I didn't mean it. I said something wrong just now. I'm sorry, sister Nan Qiao."

Song Yingying felt ashamed of being humiliated in public by a boy she liked a little.

He could only pretend to apologize to Nan Qiao.

Nan Qiao chuckled, "It's okay, next time you speak, you can make sure that your mouth and brain are connected."

"Miss Nan Qiao is right."

When Mu Rufeng heard Nan Qiao say it's okay, he turned his head and said this to Song Yingying gently.

Song Yingying's hand on her lap was pinched tightly, and the smile on her face was uglier than crying.

"it is good."

The show finally begins.

There is no host for the stage show, only the big screen behind the stage clearly shows the order of the performers.

The first program is a dance performance.

There were a few little girls on stage, with their upper bodies facing the waistless blouse and the lower body in a black hakama.

There was heavy makeup all over his face.

It may be to create an atmosphere, the music is a very burning song, and several girls danced heartily in the center of the stage.

After the dance, everyone in the audience applauded face-saving.

The second program is singing.

A man and a woman sang a popular love song together.

The third program is still a dance, but this time the program is a solo performance.

The girl was wearing a knee-length white dress, and an ancient song was played, and the girl with her long hair fluttering tapped her toes and jumped up.

Know the third, the fourth, the fifth...

The applause from the audience became smaller and smaller.

When the show first started, it is no exaggeration to say that the park was crowded with people.

But now that five programs have passed, the number of people has not increased but has decreased a lot.

Mu Rufeng yawned secretly, squinted his eyes and turned his head to look at Nan Qiao, and asked in a low voice, "Are you sleepy?"

As he said that, he said on his own, "Why are these shows not only twisting buttocks, but also twisting waist? It's so boring, I'm sleepy."

Nan Qiao coughed twice, looked at the radio on his neck, "Let me remind you, you are live broadcasting now."

Mu Rufeng suddenly became alert, and straightened his back, "I'm sleepy, it must be because I stayed up late last night."

【Mu Rufeng, don't pretend, we all heard it, you said you were sleepy! 】

[Don't talk about them, I'm sleepy myself. 】

[Mu Rufeng is indeed right, how come you twist your butt when you come out and twist your waist?Apart from love and love, there are no other programs? 】

[Then you don’t need to say it in public, do you?This is someone who worked so hard to practice. If I were a dancer, I would definitely be sad when I heard this. 】

[Fuck, stop arguing, the boy who is playing the piano on the stage is so handsome, and he plays the piano well. 】

At this time, a blond boy in a gentleman's suit was sitting on the stage.

Even a layman can see the strong basic skills of boys.

The ten fingers of the boy quickly moved up and down on the piano, and the melodious piano sound reached everyone's ears.

Some people in the audience even closed their eyes and enjoyed the song.

Finally, the song is over.

Suddenly there was a thunderous sound from the audience.

After the performance, the boy did not leave the stage immediately, but got up and took the microphone on the piano.

(End of this chapter)