No one noticed that at the door of the dressing room, there was a handsome figure standing there quietly, looking at An Ran's smile, the corners of his lips that had not seen any waves all year round, outlining the sunny curve.

"Next, Ye Zi is ready."

Suddenly a voice came, and the people were laughing and making fun of each other, and immediately put away their smiling faces, An Ran took a deep breath, and first stretched out his hand. When Ye Zi and the others saw it, they immediately stretched out their hands and held An Ran together.

"We must succeed." An Ran said with his eyes fixedly as his sisters, and the sisters immediately shouted "Success".

"Sisters, I'll go first." Ye Zi looked stern, as if a hero was about to die calmly.

Although she was very talked and determined. But you should know that in the college for three years, she always had the word "miss" in the name of "scramble". Although she could get all kinds of musical instruments, she was not proficient in any of them. Originally, she just wanted to deal with the matter and never thought about taking it seriously. Now that she took it seriously, her heart would naturally be thrust.

"Don't be nervous, remember what I said, just play your favorite song. I promise that it will succeed. Even if it doesn't work, it doesn't matter. There are Jiayi and Jingling." An Ran knew she was nervous and reminded softly again, her gentle and firm voice gave people an inexplicable sense of trust.

"Ok." Looking at An Ran who was confident in his heart, Ye Zi's nervousness disappeared inexplicably. He nodded heavily to the sisters, turned around and walked behind the scenes. While she left, An Ran and the others also began to get busy.

The busy time always passes quickly. When Ye Zi finished her performance, they were already waiting behind the scenes. Ye Zi's performance was very successful. When she came back, she was like a little swallow, giggling constantly. She couldn't believe that she had succeeded. This was the best time she played in her life.

An Ran smiled and patted her, turned around and looked at Jingling with her. Peng Jingling nodded slightly and walked towards the stage with light steps.

Peng Jingling was still wearing the white dress just now, and the silver silk flower was worn on her head again at some point. Her jade-like smile was light, her white teeth were slightly exposed, and the corners of her skirt were flying while walking, and she was elegant and calm, just like a fairy descending to earth.

As soon as Peng Jingling came on stage, the audience immediately became quiet. Everyone stared at the fairy-like person quietly sitting down. The elegant piano sound slowly sounded in their ears. The piano sound seemed to be integrated with the people on the stage, ethereal, elegant and indifferent, and it was hard to extricate themselves.

"Papapapapa..." When Peng Jingling finished her song, warm applause immediately sounded from the audience. Of course, Peng Jingling's performance was very successful.

An Ran hugged Peng Jingling, who was stepping down, and did not look at Song Jiamei, who was about to take the stage. Seeing this, Song Jiamei gritted her teeth hatefully, took a deep breath and showed a very elegant smile, and was about to go to the stage. Just as she smiled, An Ran suddenly looked up at her, and the corners of her lips moved silently, causing her to just raise her smile and froze on her face.

"Song Jiamei, hurry up." As hesitated, the newspaper clerk whispered that when Song Jiamei came to her senses and went on stage, her steps were obviously a little stiff and her smile on her face was a little unnatural.

If she had read it wrong just now, An Ran seemed to be saying 'You lost'.

But, how could she lose? How could she lose?

Song Jiamei walked nervously, constantly recalling An Ran's lips just now, and came to the piano step by step to sit down, staring at the piano for a while without any movement.

After not waiting for the piano for a long time, a sigh immediately sounded in the audience. After Peng Jingling's appearance just now, Song Jiamei is on stage in a similar white dress, and there is not much surprise. In addition, she is obviously absent-minded while walking, which is incomparable to Peng Jingling's elegance and calmness. She is even less hopeful about her playing and starts to discuss it.

The noise from the ears brought Song Jiamei back to her senses. When she looked down at the audience, she saw people watching her as if she was talking about something. She trembled unvoluntarily on the piano, and the piano immediately made a tremolo.

The sudden tremolo made Song Jiamei feel a little panicked. Her pretty face turned a little pale. She didn't dare to look at the audience in the audience in the audience, and tried hard to take a deep breath and then breathe, hoping to calm herself down.

Is it really like An Ran said that she is going to lose?

No, she won't lose, she won't lose either.

The more I wanted to calm myself, the less I couldn't calm myself. Song Jiamei gritted her teeth and cursed An Ran in her heart. If she hadn't been inexplicably, she wouldn't have been in a mess now.

Thinking of this, Song Jiamei suddenly felt cold in her heart. She looked back slightly and saw An Ran looking at her smiling, and her heart was filled with anger.

You are safe. If you haven't seen each other for a few days, you will have these tricks. It seems that you underestimated her too much before.

Song Jiamei turned around angrily and stared at her piano keys with fierce eyes, as if she was An Ran in front of her.

No, she must not let An Ran succeed, she must win the first place.

Thinking of this, she slowly calmed down, tried to calm herself down, and tried her best to raise her hand slowly, and then gently put the piano keys on the piano, the sound of the piano that had been practicing for a long time immediately flowed slowly with her movements.

Looking at Song Jiamei's every move, An Ran unexpectedly raised her eyebrows. It seems that Song Jiamei is not as simple as she appears. Being able to calm down in such a short time means that her psychological quality is still very strong. No wonder she loses to her hands. It turns out that she has not revealed her true face.

But unfortunately, although she has calmed down and has a very skilled performance, after Jingling's perfect performance just now, the soothing song is obviously a bit old-fashioned. In addition, her piano-playing technique is very familiar, but it may be because she has not returned to her best condition and has obviously lacked some soul. In this way, her performance has become a bit dull.

Sure enough, as An Ran expected, after Song Jiamei finished her performance, the applause from the audience was sparse, which was incomparable to the enthusiasm when Jingling finished her performance just now. No one noticed that at the door of the dressing room, there was a handsome figure standing there quietly, looking at An Ran's smile, and the corners of her lips that had not seen any waves all year round, outlining the sunny curve.

"Next, Ye Zi is ready."

Suddenly a voice came, and the people were laughing and making fun of each other, and immediately put away their smiling faces, An Ran took a deep breath, and first stretched out his hand. When Ye Zi and the others saw it, they immediately stretched out their hands and held An Ran together.

"We must succeed." An Ran said with his eyes fixedly as his sisters, and the sisters immediately shouted "Success".

"Sisters, I'll go first." Ye Zi looked stern, as if a hero was about to die calmly.

Although she was very talked and determined. But you should know that in the college for three years, she always had the word "miss" in the name of "scramble". Although she could get all kinds of musical instruments, she was not proficient in any of them. Originally, she just wanted to deal with the matter and never thought about taking it seriously. Now that she took it seriously, her heart would naturally be thrust.

"Don't be nervous, remember what I said, just play your favorite song. I promise that it will succeed. Even if it doesn't work, it doesn't matter. There are Jiayi and Jingling." An Ran knew she was nervous and reminded softly again, her gentle and firm voice gave people an inexplicable sense of trust.

"Ok." Looking at An Ran who was confident in his heart, Ye Zi's nervousness disappeared inexplicably. He nodded heavily to the sisters, turned around and walked behind the scenes. While she left, An Ran and the others also began to get busy.

The busy time always passes quickly. When Ye Zi finished her performance, they were already waiting behind the scenes. Ye Zi's performance was very successful. When she came back, she was like a little swallow, giggling constantly. She couldn't believe that she had succeeded. This was the best time she played in her life.

An Ran smiled and patted her, turned around and looked at Jingling with her. Peng Jingling nodded slightly and walked towards the stage with light steps.

Peng Jingling was still wearing the white dress just now, and the silver silk flower was worn on her head again at some point. Her jade-like smile was light, her white teeth were slightly exposed, and the corners of her skirt were flying while walking, and she was elegant and calm, just like a fairy descending to earth.

As soon as Peng Jingling came on stage, the audience immediately became quiet. Everyone stared at the fairy-like person quietly sitting down. The elegant piano sound slowly sounded in their ears. The piano sound seemed to be integrated with the people on the stage, ethereal, elegant and indifferent, and it was hard to extricate themselves.

"Papapapapa..." When Peng Jingling finished her song, warm applause immediately sounded from the audience. Of course, Peng Jingling's performance was very successful.

An Ran hugged Peng Jingling, who was stepping down, and did not look at Song Jiamei, who was about to take the stage. Seeing this, Song Jiamei gritted her teeth hatefully, took a deep breath and showed a very elegant smile, and was about to go to the stage. Just as she smiled, An Ran suddenly looked up at her, and the corners of her lips moved silently, causing her to just raise her smile and froze on her face.

"Song Jiamei, hurry up." As hesitated, the newspaper clerk whispered that when Song Jiamei came to her senses and went on stage, her steps were obviously a little stiff and her smile on her face was a little unnatural.

If she had read it wrong just now, An Ran seemed to be saying 'You lost'.

But, how could she lose? How could she lose?

Song Jiamei walked nervously, constantly recalling An Ran's lips just now, and came to the piano step by step to sit down, staring at the piano for a while without any movement.

After not waiting for the piano for a long time, a sigh immediately sounded in the audience. After Peng Jingling's appearance just now, Song Jiamei is on stage in a similar white dress, and there is not much surprise. In addition, she is obviously absent-minded while walking, which is incomparable to Peng Jingling's elegance and calmness. She is even less hopeful about her playing and starts to discuss it.

The noise from the ears brought Song Jiamei back to her senses. When she looked down at the audience, she saw people watching her as if she was talking about something. She trembled unvoluntarily on the piano, and the piano immediately made a tremolo.

The sudden tremolo made Song Jiamei feel a little panicked. Her pretty face turned a little pale. She didn't dare to look at the audience in the audience in the audience, and tried hard to take a deep breath and then breathe, hoping to calm herself down.

Is it really like An Ran said that she is going to lose?

No, she won't lose, she won't lose either.

The more I wanted to calm myself, the less I couldn't calm myself. Song Jiamei gritted her teeth and cursed An Ran in her heart. If she hadn't been inexplicably, she wouldn't have been in a mess now.

Thinking of this, Song Jiamei suddenly felt cold in her heart. She looked back slightly and saw An Ran looking at her smiling, and her heart was filled with anger.

You are safe. If you haven't seen each other for a few days, you will have these tricks. It seems that you underestimated her too much before.

Song Jiamei turned around angrily and stared at her piano keys with fierce eyes, as if she was An Ran in front of her.

No, she must not let An Ran succeed, she must win the first place.

Thinking of this, she slowly calmed down, tried to calm herself down, and tried her best to raise her hand slowly, and then gently put the piano keys on the piano, the sound of the piano that had been practicing for a long time immediately flowed slowly with her movements.

Looking at Song Jiamei's every move, An Ran unexpectedly raised her eyebrows. It seems that Song Jiamei is not as simple as she appears. Being able to calm down in such a short time means that her psychological quality is still very strong. No wonder she loses to her hands. It turns out that she has not revealed her true face.

But unfortunately, although she has calmed down and has a very skilled performance, after Jingling's perfect performance just now, the soothing song is obviously a bit old-fashioned. In addition, her piano-playing technique is very familiar, but it may be because she has not returned to her best condition and has obviously lacked some soul. In this way, her performance has become a bit dull.
Chapter completed!