He couldn't move his eyes away, staring at the shining beauty, and a plan came to his mind.

The singing stopped abruptly after the last note fell, and Liang Xingxing's body also stopped at the last rhythm. She raised her head, closed her eyes, and stood on the high platform, breathing heavily.

Her hair, as thick and black as seaweed, hangs down on her waist, swaying with her breathing, and the crystal-clear fragrant sweat moistens the broken hair on her temples.

There was silence in Lingli, and everyone's heart was trembling. Liang Xingxing calmed down and sang a cappella: No matter who it is, they are in confusion, looking for the answer...

Bang bang bang, applause like a rainstorm resounded throughout Lingli, and the audience cheered.

"Great, great, Liang Xingxing, you are great..."

"That's amazing, Liang Xingxing, you are the queen! The queen!..."

"Encore, encore, encore!..."

People in the audience shouted for encore, and Ling Li was like a pot exploding. The scene was no less than the unprecedented enthusiasm of a superstar concert. Liang Xingxing opened his eyes, smiled at the surrounding dancers and DJ to express his gratitude, and faced

She laughed very happily due to the sincere appreciation from the audience, and her vanity was unprecedentedly satisfied.

Gu Qianqian obviously did not expect that Liang Xingxing would be so popular. With a smile in her eyes, she gave Liang Xingxing an approving look, raised the corners of her mouth, and gave her a thumbs up.

Liang Xingxing found Gu Qianqian in the excited crowd, smiled and blew a kiss to her. At this time, standing on the high platform and feeling so many people paying attention to her, she finally realized the vanity and satisfaction of a star. She suddenly felt that no matter how hard those exercises were

All the hard work is worth it.

She had given her best in the performance just now and bowed politely. She was about to leave, but when she raised her head, she caught a glimpse of Ling Zhixun standing on the second floor. He put his hands on the carved railings with an unpredictable look on his face.

with an expression on his face, and beside him was the grinning Du Ziteng.

Liang Xingxing felt a thump in his heart for no reason.

Ling Zhixun and Liang Xingxing met their eyes, and the original gloomy mood seemed to disappear, and a charming smile appeared at the corner of their mouth, just like the poppy-flowered monster, who didn't know what he was planning in his heart.

Liang Xingxing left the stage amidst the applause of the encore. He thought to himself, nothing good will happen to you. If I can't afford to offend you, I can't afford to hide. Hurry up, pack your things and run away.

It is said that Liang Xingxing is now a somewhat famous person. As soon as he entered the backstage, a staff member presented him with a bouquet of flowers.

Liang Xingxing didn't need to look to know who sent this, Mr. Lin Xilin. He seemed to be particularly devoted to her. He always sent flowers to her every Saturday night, and the flowers he sent each time were perfumed lilies.

The exquisite card inside all contains the following sentence: Miss Liang, the moonlight is very beautiful tonight, can you please share such a beautiful night?

Liang Xingxing was happy when she received flowers from a fan for the first time, but when she saw the content of the card, her face wilted. Some people still use this trick to pick up girls these days, which is very vulgar.

Liang Xingxing put the flowers aside and neatly tied up her hair. Maybe Mr. Lin thought she was as white and pure as a lily, but she actually didn't like this kind of flower.

There is such a poem, "It's time for flowers to bloom to their full bloom. Blooming flowers are the last flowers in spring. When they bloom to their full bloom, there is no way out, and they can no longer be beautiful. Blooming, blooming, such a word of despair and decadence."
Chapter completed!