Chapter 203 (2/2)

”Isn't she going to quit the entertainment business? Is she just talking about it?” Mu Qinghuan only thinks it funny.

The city was closed because Qiao wennuan quit, so he didn't want her

She Mu Qinghuan was so cheap.

Li Tangyao hears the overtones and asks, ”why, don't you accept this program?”

”No, I'm going to take this show. I can make money!” Crooked head, Mu Qinghuan said himself extremely greedy.

Isn't it just on the show? What to be afraid of!

But mu Qinghuan never thought that he would meet Qiao warm on this program.

I think so. With such a popular program, Joe will be there for sure.

Not only that, Mu Qinghuan and Qiao Wenwen happen to compete in different groups. Whoever wins the highest score will become the next queen of singers.

The title of Queen singer is very popular. Joe's warm purpose is just for this.

However, Qiao Wenwen has the strength to be so confident, not only her singing skills are excellent, but also the most crucial point

Fengcheng is one of the judges!

Fourth brother, absolutely qualified to decide who can be promoted and who will be eliminated!

Backstage lounge.

”Fourth brother.” After dressing up properly, Qiao wennuan took the wrist of Fengcheng, ”unexpectedly, Miss Mu also participated in this competition. The key of this competition is to decide the final outcome. Will you help me to get the Queen's position?”

Fengcheng was thoughtful, but he didn't speak.

However, Joe warm as if he is the default!

Bang! The door has been pushed open!

”Fourth brother!” After sun Ziyang saw the visitor, his mouth would be crooked, and then he went to see Mu Qinghuan. He was a little nervous. ”Fourth brother, you are in the wrong place. Qiao's warm rest room is next door.”

”You go out.” I didn't even look at Sun Ziyang, but he was indifferent to the command of Fengcheng.

I'm afraid I'll wear shoes for mu Qinghuan when I score the city, and my grandson will run away.

”I have to admit that you don't sing as well as her.” That's what the city seal just said.

Mu Qing Huan was too lazy to Tucao, but said with great emotion, ”why, brother four, you came here this time to make complaints about me?”

”Just to wake you up, don't cry when you lose the game.” As soon as the voice of Fengcheng fell, Mu Qinghuan fell back and forth with a smile. ”How can I cry?”

He reached out and stroked her red tear mole. ”I'm really worried that you will cry.”

Is not this woman cry much, just can have such tear mole?

”What are you doing?” His face suddenly changed, and Mu Qinghuan suddenly wanted to lean back.

”Nothing, just...” like something stuck in his throat, Feng Cheng pauses.

”I want to ask you... Can you tell? My tear mole, and her... ”Mu Qinghuan took his hand!

”Must be... She looks better?”

Mu Qinghuan said in a low voice, ”I won't cry, even if I lose the game, I won't cry...”

Who are you crying for? Who can sympathize with her?

”Want my high marks?” He suddenly pressed her on the shoulder and bumped her into one side of the wall. ”Say, do you want to?”