Chapter 289
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The atmosphere was high when An Xiaxia was suddenly patted on the shoulder. "Hey, Xiaxia!"
She turned around to see Chi Yuanfeng smiling brightly at her, revealing a row of neat white teeth.
An Xiaxia was surprised. "Why are you here?"
He chuckled, the gentle He Jiayu following behind him. "It's so boring backstage, so Jiayu and I came to watch the show."
"Then … Where's Sheng Yize?" An Xiaxia tilted her head and asked, full of anticipation.
Chi Yuanfeng clicked his tongue and smiled meaningfully. "He's being interviewed by a reporter, so he'll probably be delayed for a while …"
"I see …"
"Alright, make room for me. Come, come, come, let's squeeze." Following Chi Yuan Feng's voice, a few students quickly shifted their seats, making room for two people.
Chi Yuanfeng sat down next to An Xiaxia, while He Jiayu sat next to Su Xiaomo.
Su Xiaomo blushed immediately and sat upright like a student listening to a teacher.
He Jiayu looked at her cramped expression and found it a little funny.
Pursing his lips, he handed her a bottle of water. "Do you want some?"
Su Xiaomo blinked her big eyes and got the wrong idea. She thought that his throat must be dry after singing for so long.
And asking if she wanted to drink, was it because he was too tired and couldn't open the bottle? Was he asking her to open it for him?
Su Xiaomo used her magical brain circuit to think, snatched the water from He Jiayu and twisted it.
She easily unscrewed the bottle and presented it to He Jiayu as if she was offering a tribute.
"Drink … Drink some water … Drink more water, it's good for your throat," she said timidly.
The smile on He Jiayu's face froze as he looked at Su Xiaomo in disbelief.
How could there be … such a girl …
Wasn't it normal for her to weakly say, "I can't open it"? Then he would do it for her?
Why did it become … her opening the bottle for him?
An Xiaxia was looking forward to the interaction between the two, but after seeing Su Xiaomo's reaction, her mouth twitched violently.
Sweat.
Crazy sweat.
A waterfall of sweat.
There seems to be something … not quite right about it …
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Backstage.
Sheng Yize ended the brief interview, nodded politely at the reporter, and planned to go look for An Xiaxia.
His gaze inadvertently swept across the stage, and his good-looking eyebrows couldn't help but furrow.
Everything was so normal, and Rong Che and Li Fanxing's silhouettes were also very compatible.
But … there seemed to be something very strange …
Where is it?
Above the auditorium, a few drones buzzed in the air. There were small cameras mounted on them, which were used to capture the performance.
In a flash, Sheng Yize finally realized what was wrong!
Hands, Rong Che's hands!
At that moment, Rong Che took out a black object and placed it on his back. He pressed it twice, and a few drones flew together and stopped above a certain position.
That was An Xiaxia's head!
Sheng Yize's pupils dilated and his gaze turned sharp as his entire body emanated fury!
Rong Che was still singing passionately. He even tilted his handsome face slightly and smiled gloatingly in Sheng Yize's direction.
Sheng Yize clenched his fist.
One drone was not scary, but what about five? It would be best if he could avoid it, but what if he couldn't?
Rong Che was waiting and gambling. He was gambling on whether Sheng Yize cared about his future or An Xiaxia!
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