The Studious Goddess Is Not To Be Provoked

"What kind of person is she?"

Cheng Lisha continued to ask masochistically, but instead of looking at Lu Zhanyu's expression, she lowered her head and fiddled with the lemon slices in the cup with a straw.

"I don't even know what she looks like, but when I first heard her sing, I was attracted. Her voice is like a feather that can't stop plucking at my heartstrings. It's tickling, I know It was a heart-pounding feeling.”

Lu Zhanyu covered his chest with his hands, his face fascinated, Xia Weian couldn't stand it anymore, reached out and grabbed a handful of cream and slapped him on the face, "Isn't it because I fell in love with Miss No. 60 of the 'Masked Singer', the one with the sweet voice? "

Lu Zhanyu was slapped so suddenly that his eyes were covered with cream and he couldn't open his eyes, so he couldn't hear what Xia Weian said clearly. He was busy wiping his face with a tissue, then stood up and said "excuse me" before going to the bathroom.

When they came back, they were nowhere to be seen.

Xia Wei'an returned to the emperor's residence, and immediately went to the guest bedroom. Seeing that Di Xingchen hadn't come back, she called, but this time the phone was turned off.

Her already depressed mood became even more depressed.

For the next two days, she couldn't contact God Xingchen, and she didn't go home. Xia Weian didn't know what she did wrong, which made him avoid her, so she wasn't in a good mood these days.

But no matter how bad the mood was, it couldn't affect the third round of "The God of Masked Song".

She chose a sweet song "I'm Your Sweetie". This song is about a girl's confession to a boy in love. When she was practicing, all she could think about was Emperor Xingchen, and she wrote all the feelings of happiness. On the face, even Teacher Lu Yi said that listening to her singing this song, he wanted to fall in love again.

But can she still sing with her current state of mind?

While sitting in the lounge waiting for the stage, she closed her eyes and slowly adjusted her breathing and emotions. A singer's emotions can certainly affect his singing level, but the basic quality of a singer never allows such a thing to happen.

Xia Weian slowly calmed down, and regained the state of singing in Teacher Lu Yi's karaoke room.

At this time, in a hidden villa on the outskirts of the city, there was a large wooden barrel in the misty bedroom, which was filled with a dark brown liquid, exuding a strong smell of medicine, and a strong man sat quietly. Inside, there was a dense amount of sweat on his forehead, and the lines of his outline were tense, as if he was enduring great pain.

Directly in front of him is a TV, which is playing the recently popular program "The God of Masked Singer".

"Next, we invite contestant No. 33, she brought us the song 'I Am Your Sweetie'!"

There was thunderous applause, and then slowly dissipated, and a clean and sweet voice came from the TV.

"Every day of loving you is sweet."

"Thinking of you is happiness every day."

"I am your sweetheart, and I want to build love into a castle with you."

...

The honey-like voice made his tight jaw slightly relaxed, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly in such pain.

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Xia Wei'an tried her best to forget all the unhappiness. What came to her mind was every moment of Di Xingchen's gentleness, and gradually found that sweet feeling again. The closer the song came to the end, the better it played.

Today she was wearing a puppet dress in the shape of a pink rabbit. She sang and danced on the stage.