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On the stage, Jiang Rou is stretching her graceful figure, facing the guests, the audience, and even everyone in front of the camera, showing her unique charm.

What's even more interesting is that under the influence of Jiang Rou's singing, the elementary school girls who danced with her also performed exceptionally well.

These people are like petals surrounding Jiang Rou, allowing her to be independent at the core and express her beauty to the world.

Looking at the audience below the stage, they were already stunned.

Yes, they were truly stunned, and even more so, they even shed tears and were completely immersed in it, forgetting where they were.

The self-proclaimed elite judges and teachers on the stage were also intoxicated in the singing, and they were no different from the people in Tianhe Nightclub!

Sometimes, those people who are aloof and look glamorous are actually similar to these people on the inside, or there is no difference at all.

There is a saying that music knows no borders. It is perfect to apply this sentence to the art festival party at this time.

However, just as everyone closed their eyes and was immersed in Jiang Rou's singing, Xiang Fei's face was already red and he was extremely angry.

He gritted his teeth so hard that his eyes turned green.

"Where did Jiang Rou learn her skills?"

"Why do I remember that when I was teaching her, she was a tone deaf person."

"No, there must be something wrong somewhere..."

While thinking about it, Xiang Fei turned his head and met Lin Fan's eyes.

In just this moment, he understood everything.

Damn it, it’s this kid!

For Jiang Rou, if Su Qin is the mother who gave birth to her and raised her, then Lin Fan is tantamount to recreating her and giving her a new life.

Take the current grand occasion, it is definitely a height that Jiang Rou could not reach in the past.

However, good times are always short-lived. They only stayed for a moment before Jiang Rou walked off the stage.

"well……"

"Why is it over so soon? I haven't heard enough!"

"It doesn't matter. Just now Goddess Jiang Rou spoke, I was recording it and will post it online later."

Soon, as people retweeted and liked it, the popularity started from the Art Institute and then extended to the entire network. It once again set off a carnival among netizens.

In this warm and passionate atmosphere, a girl in a light-colored dress walked onto the stage.

"Next, please enjoy the performance brought by Huang Wanqing, a student from the School of Art..."

There was no applause as expected, only sighs. Everyone was obviously still reminiscing about Jiang Rou's amazing performance.

However, as Huang Wanqing is a student at the Academy of Art, she naturally has some fans of her own.

Most of them are men, and there are countless people who lick dogs.

Of course, even if Huang Wanqing loses her popularity, the teachers in the guest group still have to give her face. After all, this is Xiang Fei's most proud disciple.

Lin Fan, on the other hand, glanced at Huang Wanqing's proud figure and then silently withdrew his gaze.

Immediately afterwards, he felt a ball of fire in his arms.

"Lin Fan, how did I behave just now!"

What came into view was a shy snow-white face, and the frown and frown seemed to be heart-wrenching.

What's even more tempting is that at this time, Jiang Rou's breath is like orchid, and the fragrance is blowing towards her face.

"Ahem, Xiaorou."

Although Lin Fan didn't care about etiquette and rules, after all, he was in front of the whole school, so he still had to warn Jiang Rou to pay attention to her image.

"Do you want to consider moving away first?"