Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet

But his face looks exactly the same as Mr. Murong Ye's!

Seeing this scene, the little guy couldn't help but widen his soft eyes in surprise.

You know, she had just met Murong Ye who looked like a baby almost ten years after this scene.

Is this person still able to time travel?

Xiang Xing tilted his head and thought for a long time.

The furrowed brow relaxed again.

Well.

Maybe this one is Murong Ye's father, or a relative, or maybe it is.

but……

What is he drawing?

Thinking about it, the little guy took two steps forward and looked at the drawing board in the little boy's hand.

But saw an even more astonishing scene.

He is naturally Luo Qingya on the painting table.

It's just that Luo Qingya's head, limbs, and even torso in his paintings...

They are all drawn separately like lotus root festivals.

At first glance, this painting looks a bit weird, but he has marked extremely precise measurements on each piece of the torso.

No matter how you look at it, it looks like a——

Doll blueprints?

Xiang Xing was taken aback by the sudden thought.

An ominous premonition gradually emerged in my heart.

So, there really are puppets.

And this puppet was designed and made by this young boy who is probably a member of the Murong family.

That's why the descendants of the Murong family will hear Luo Qingya's singing at midnight...?

Thinking of the end, Xiang Xing still held a skeptical attitude.

But I can't quite put it into words.

Left and right couldn't think of a clue, and couldn't wake up from the dream, so the little guy had to squat beside the boy, watching her continue to paint.

After Luo Qingya on the stage finished singing, she bowed deeply to the audience.

Then, the graceful voice that was as seductive as wine, spoke leisurely.

"Everyone, I'm sorry, Qingya wants to announce something tonight."

As Luo Qingya spoke, she suddenly raised her hand and snapped her fingers, signaling the band behind to stop playing.

Soon, the audience also fell silent, looking suspiciously at the beauty on the stage.

Seeing that she seemed to have made up her mind, she smiled with relief.

He bowed deeply to the audience again.

"Perhaps, it was very sudden, but Qingya decided to tell everyone tonight... Tonight is Qingya's last night on stage."

"Qingya, I'm going to retire."

She spat out these words leisurely.

However, the face was filled with a light of extremely happiness, and a strong love that could not be concealed even though it was trying to hide it.

Xiang Xing couldn't help but think of the story Jiang Yang told.

A song girl floating in the world of mortals falls in love with a powerful warlord, and decides to retire and stay with him forever.

"……what? What?!"

The audience and guests in the audience were shocked when they heard this.

Luo Qingya is going to retire!

This swaying golden rose will never continue to sway on the stage!

Even the Huahua boy next to Xiang Xing widened his eyes in disbelief when he heard the words.

But then, the speed of his drawing became faster and faster.

It was as if he wanted to finish the masterpiece in Luo Qingya's hands before Luo Qingya stepped down tonight.

The whole ballroom was buzzing.

As a result, Xiang Xing couldn't hear what Luo Qingya said next.

All she knew was that after the young man finished his last stroke, Luo Qingya on the stage bowed for the last time, then turned around without hesitation, and went backstage amidst screams.

Seeing her leave, many guests rushed to the stage excitedly, trying to catch up with her.