The Heir is Here: Quiet Down, School Prince!

Backstage.

An Xia Xia was very lucky, and she got the last "Starry Sky". She used to practice this song before, and she practiced countless times during the audition.

The phone vibrated twice, and she thought it was a text message sent by An Yibei, but when she opened it, it was a checklist from Zhang Hospital.

Name: Song Qingchen. Examination subjects: Obstetrics and Gynecology.

The doctor ticked the box for pregnancy, and wrote down the diagnosis in the blank space below.

"Confirm pregnancy, 2-3 weeks of pregnancy, it is recommended to take a good rest, pay attention to ..."

Later, An Xiaxia can't stand it anymore.

For a moment, her face became extremely pale. She clutched her mobile phone, and a player around him asked kindly: "Classmate, are you okay? Are you unwell?"

Anxiaxia reacted and shook her head: "Nothing ..."

The heart seemed to be choked into a ball, and she was almost out of breath.

The phone vibrated again, and she almost looked numbly, a text message notification.

[The flight XS156 you ordered to country M has been successfully taken off: XX ……]

Country M? She didn't buy a ticket ...

No, remember that Sheng Yize had an announcement to fly to South Korea last time and needed to book a flight ticket. His mobile phone was out of power and he took the ticket booked by her mobile phone with software.

That software tied his ID with her mobile phone number, and now she received a text message stating that someone had bought a ticket to country M in the name of Sheng Yize.

She trembled and sent a text message to Song Qingchen's number: Are you going abroad?

After receiving the text message, Song Qingchen was suspicious, how could Anxiaxia know?

However, it ’s good to know. Under the double blow, she doesn't believe that Anxia Xia can still play well in this game!

Song Qingchen had a gloating smile on his mouth, and his fingers replied briskly: "Yes."

Simple two words make Anxiaxia look like paper.

She couldn't lift her fingers heavily, she didn't have the energy to question again, she just felt like a joke.

They're all gone, what star did he send her?

Asshole!

Big asshole!

"Classmate, it's your turn." Shicai pushed Anxia Xia, Anxia Xia stiffly picked up the violin and walked to the center of the stage step by step. Song Qingchen in the audience saw her pale face, Almost laughed out loud.

Deserve it!

An Xia Xia lifted the strings, but did not fall slowly, there was a commotion at the scene.

"What's going on? Still not pulling?"

"It won't be stage fright ..."

"Isn't you feeling well? You see her look so bad, as if she can faint in the next second ..."

As everyone was talking, Anxia Xia took a deep breath and nodded toward the piano accompaniment behind him.

That was her partner for a long time. She immediately understood and started playing.

The strings were pulled and the beautiful sounds blended together, calming the restlessness on the spot.

The judges showed an expression of appreciation, and many people were a little impressed with Anxiaxia.

If there were some flaws in the last performance, this time, it was perfect!

Sadness was almost desperate, the oppressed scene was silent, and when the tune reached its climax, it seemed to open the gate of memory, circling in everyone's ears, shouting, thick and silent and passing to the heart.

At the end of the song, 90% of the audience wiped their cheeks.

Everyone found by mistake that they were ... infected and crying!