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For Xiang Fei, Jiang Rou's appearance on the stage itself was his shame and a manifestation of everyone in the art academy rebelling against him.

Now that Jiang Rou is on stage, you still want to find a good program sequence?

How could Xiang Fei let her succeed!

So, at Xiang Fei's instruction, a chestnut-haired beauty wearing a dress and dressed like an exquisite little princess came over.

Wearing dazzling glass slippers, she shines dazzlingly under the stage lights, and her every frown and frown are exciting.

"Wanqing, how's your recent practice of that song going?"

"Don't worry, Teacher Xiang, I will perform well this time."

The beauty's voice was gentle and sweet, like the chirping of a warbler or a swallow. Hearing this, Xiang Fei felt relieved and couldn't help but rub his hands.

This is his most proud student, Huang Wanqing, who is also the star of the entire art academy.

Although Huang Wanqing is not as cool as Jiang Rou, nor as elegant as Zhang Qingxue, her vitality and charm are unique.

Even Lin Fan paid a lot of attention to her and nodded frequently.

Apparently, this is Xiang Fei's biggest trump card.

Amid a burst of cheers and screams, the annual most grand art festival party finally started.

Listening to the passionate singing and feeling the surrounding atmosphere, Lin Fan couldn't help but feel excited.

In the Department of Finance, apart from the basketball court, he had never felt this way before.

Following the host's loud introduction, lively and agile figures appeared on the stage one after another, transforming into clusters of blooming lotus flowers. They were clearly the most amazing dance troupe of the Academy of Art.

Lin Fan clapped his hands, he was waiting...

The arrival of fate.

Suddenly, the entire academy auditorium dimmed.

I don't know who turned off the lights, which caused everyone to express surprise.

But immediately, they understood the lighting engineer's intention.

"The years are countless, and the old friend is nowhere to be found..."

"The worst thing can't be saved in this world."

I saw a high platform rising slowly in the center of the stage, and standing gracefully on the top, wasn't it Jiang Rou?

At this time, Jiang Rou was wearing the white jade-colored dress that Lin Fan bought for her. She looked like a blooming Tianshan snow lotus, which made people concentrate.

On the other hand, Huang Wanqing in the audience looked like a little girl who came out of nowhere, with no atmosphere at all.

That's right, in such a comparison, Jiang Rou is simply a fairy who has fallen into the mortal world, while Huang Wanqing is more like a supporting role in the movie theater!

"What's going on? Jiang Rou is so beautiful!"

"As expected of Senior Sister Jiang Rou, I have never seen such a stunning goddess!"

"The person in front lowers his head, blocking me from listening to the goddess singing."

Cheers burst out one after another, followed by many heads that were looking around like mushrooms after a rain, all eagerly anticipating Jiang Rou's singing.

For a time, the rhythm of the entire party became calm, and everyone was listening to Jiang Rou's inner voice.

"The years are countless, and the old friend is nowhere to be found..."

"The worst thing can't be saved in this world."

Every word is like a clear spring or a waterfall, sometimes quiet and elegant, sometimes passionate, lingering in everyone's heart.

Even Huang Wanqing, who just now boasted that she wanted to take down Jiang Rou, couldn't help but lower her head in shame.

There is no way, the difference in strength is really too big!

Even if she goes to school for a few more years and learns many singing skills, she still won't be able to acquire this kind of charm and temperament.