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The game begins [Thank you for the red envelope

Most of the contestants had gathered at the backstage of the competition, and the smell of various perfumes mixed together made Xia Xun a little unbearable.

The number she got was No. 84, which was almost in the middle. She deliberately found a corner. Xia Xun hugged her legs and yawned out of boredom.

"Beep beep beep."

A text message came from the mobile phone.

"Mommy, do you miss me~"

Xia Xun smiled with his eyebrows crooked, as if he could imagine the expression of Xiao Lingzi pouting and acting coquettishly.

"Mommy misses Xia Ling very much. Is Xia Ling well behaved at home?"

Messages were responded to quickly.

"You've always been obedient! Xia Ling is almost done with the task that the boss gave me. Mommy, isn't Xia Ling awesome?"

The boss’s mission…

Xia Xun thought of the research on that new weapon, and a trace of melancholy flashed in his eyes.

She really doesn't want to let a 4-year-old child participate in such a harsh plan...

Xiao Lingzi's outlook on life has not yet been established. How could she be willing to let her son enter such a dark place?

This mission is over... she should just choose to quit...

For the first time, he had the idea of ​​leaving the organization. Xia Xun sighed, and his face with exquisite makeup was stained with a touch of sadness.

"Xia Ling has always been Mommy's most amazing baby."

The text messages were sent one by one, and when I turned around, it was her turn.

"Mommy is going to compete, bye Xia Ling."

"Huh~ Come on, Mommy!"

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The competition venue is very huge, and white lights pour down, covering the entire body of the contestants in the light.

The main theme of this competition is "flowers". Xia Xun raised his eyes. There were three men and one woman as judges, and one of them was that hateful man.

"Let's get started."

Xia Xun squinted his eyes, the lights suddenly dimmed, soft music slowly sounded, and the dance began!

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The black skirt looks like flying petals under the white light, and the woman's soft body sways gently with the music, like spring flowers in full bloom, with countless coquettishness and charm...

Like a dream.

The flying hair, golden eye shadow, and the always cold eyebrows form a strong contrast with the soft and gentle dance!

The light poured down and fell on the flying skirt of the flying woman, like sunshine!

Qiao Nan propped up his chin, his light blue eyes full of appreciation. He could feel that the real strength of the player named Xia Xun was much more than that!

He had never seen someone with such plasticity before, which made him a little excited.

And Hei Hao, who was leaning on the leather sofa, remained expressionless. The narrow eyebrows on his delicate and indifferent face were always staring at Xia Xun who was dancing on the stage. There was a dark light floating in his eyes, making it difficult to see what he was thinking.

What...

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