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Ye Qiao glanced at the ink and gently nodded, "Xiao Fei, come on!"

Xicheng also stopped, and his eyes fell on Ning Xiaofei.

"Come on!"

"Thank you!"

When everyone laughed, Ning Xiaofei took over the microphone that Ji Mo checked, and stepped on the stage.

On the big screen, I immediately switched to Ning Xiaofei's wonderful tidbits and saw her playing again. The fans at the stage also screamed.

From these screams and cheers, she can see her influence.

Xicheng stood at the entrance of the stage and did not leave.

Ye Qiao’s lips are going to go, but one arm stretches out to grab her wrist – it’s the season ink.

The man's hand was very tight, she pumped and didn't pull it out.

There were Xicheng and staff around, Ye Qiao bit his lip, stood still and turned to look at the stage.

At this time, Ning Xiaofei had a simple conversation with the host and began to take over the big stage.

On the big screen, she began to play out the news short film she prepared. Once it was played, the side of the reporter's seat was an exclamation. The audience was also attracted by this novel clip. They all watched the big screen and the audience. Quiet and easy to hear.

"Welcome everyone to come to the Philippines, I am your friend Ning Xiaofei..."

After countless drills, after so long training and competition, Ning Xiaofei has already been a great general, and he has been able to hold his hands on the stage of the gas field and still hold the scene.

The audience was completely brought into her rhythm, and the time smiled, and the time was open, and the time was contemplative...

Fifteen minutes, unconsciously passing by.

Seeing that Ning Xiaofei gracefully bowed to the curtain, Gu Yu’s eyebrows were wrinkled.

what happened?

Ye Qiao is not saying that he is ready. Why did Ning Xiaofei’s accident not happen? !

......

She frowned and looked in the direction of the back, but she could not leave without doubt.

All around are invited guests, she is in the front row, and now it is too conspicuous to move around.

Ning Xiaofei went to the stage for export.

Ji Mo Dasong breathed, and the palm of the hand holding Ye Qiao's arm was also separated.

Seeing Ning Xiaofei stepping down the steps, Ye Qiao immediately stepped forward and changed his good friend into his arms.

"Xiao Fei, you are awesome!"

"Of course!" Ning Xiaofei also raised her arms and held her. She noticed that she was still wearing the clothes and raised her face in confusion. "How have you not changed clothes, go get ready, hurry up!"

"I went to the bathroom and came back later!" Ye Qiao loosened her and turned to the bathroom. Ning Xiaofei took Su Ying to the dressing room. "Go, let's help her prepare her clothes."

Ji Mo stood at the end of the corridor and did not come over again - Ning Xiaofei's performance has been successfully completed, and now he can finally relax.

An Qi took the stage.

Michael came to power.

......

"Little Joe?!"

Ning Xiaofei stood in the hallway and wondered. She saw Su Ying, who came back from the bathroom, immediately asked.

"Found no?"

Su Ying shook her head. "No one in the bathroom."

"What do you do with this girl? The clothes don't change or make up, she doesn't play?!"

"what happened?"

Ji Mowen heard the sound.

"Little Joe doesn't know where to go, how can he not hit anyone, her clothes haven't changed yet..."

Ning Xiaofei’s words have not been finished, and the voice of the front desk host has been heard in the audio.

"Now, please have our last contestant, Ye Qiao!"

The host read the name of Ye Qiao, chasing the light to the entrance of the stage, and a figure slowly came out.