Chapter 15： This girl is not lightly hurt (1/2)

Wen Xi returned to the small room under the stage ten minutes before the start of the performance, and stood in front of the microphone waiting under Tang Xin's arrangement.

A monitor hung directly in front of her, which can simultaneously display the warmth on the stage.

Finally, the musical accompaniment on the stage ended, and it was the host's turn to give a speech, and the next one was a warm performance.

”Miss Wen Xi, pay attention, it's about to start.” Tang Xin told her next to her.

She made an OK gesture, pulled the mask under her chin, and Yu Guang glanced at the door of the cabin.

I hope Qin Weak will not let her down.

The prelude of ”Drunken Flower Jue” was played slowly, and Wen Xi focused all his attention on the monitor. In a thick mist, ten dancers set off the warmth. Wen Xi slowly began to hum along with his warm and graceful dance.

”My heart is tied to the window of the cloud, and the old dreams are broken and sad. I miss the past and give up the next life, just to grasp the present. I also look at the heart and the moon, drunk flowers...”

Click!

The small room suddenly became dark, and Wen Xi's emotional singing ceased.

”What's the matter! What's the matter! What's the matter!” Everyone panicked.

The accompaniment on the stage was still ringing, and the audience was suspicious, probably because the warmth was still making lips, but there was no singing.

The corners of Wen Xi's lips slightly raised, it seemed that it was done.

She pretended to be flustered, ”Sister Tang Xin, what should I do? Do I still want to sing?!”

”Open the door and go out to see the situation.” Tang Xin ordered people to step aside and hurried out.

The gatekeeper immediately gave way and opened the door.

No one thought that the moment the door opened, a group of reporters suddenly swarmed in and took pictures of them frantically.

Strangely, the light was restored at this time!

Tang Xin's first reaction was that she was designed, and she hurriedly pulled up Wen Xi's mask and hid her behind her back.

But it was too late. The reporters seemed to have known the inside story a long time ago. The first sentence they came in was directed at Wen Xi, ”Miss, when did you start to be a warm singer! You do it for money? Do you sing it?”

”Why don't you just go as an artist? Is it because the land is too ugly?!”

”Everyone is misunderstanding! She is just our staff, there is no such thing as acting on behalf of the singer!” Tang Xin explained.