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Chapter 1841 They Are Destined In The End
After singing a song, Mi Xiaoxuan snorted, "Lin Zhaoxia, you can't hold me back."

Lin Zhaoxia pretended to surrender, her face full of doting, "Yes, yes, Colonel Xuan is right, Lin Zhaoxia can't hold back such a beauty~"

Mi Xiaoxuan looked around, she didn't dare to cheat Lin Zhaoxia, she was afraid to sing another song, because she didn't know what to sing, and she didn't want to call out the person who finished singing.

In the end, just as he was about to focus on a random song, Xiao Ningjun had already stood up when his eyes fell halfway, "Leave it to me, and I will sing a song."

Mi Xiaoxuan quickly handed her the microphone, and directly pulled Ye Ziluo down.

"Some people roam the rivers and lakes, some study hard, some flatter, and some have long been numb... Some hate the poor and love the rich, and some are mercenary~"

"Some people are careful, and some people don't care."

"They pricked up their ears to guess their emotions, grinned and hid in the palace, but they wanted to find treasures in the ordinary world, so they would cry and laugh and pretend to be confused..."

As soon as Xiao Ningjun spoke, everyone condensed their realization.

This young son of a famous genius in City A is really amazingly talented.

Lin Zhaoxia was thinking, it would be great if Junyou was here at this time.

You should also let Junyou listen to how powerful this one in her family is.

A song came to the end: "Many years later, the old man looked at the way he came. Some people regretted the past, some were so confused; some were full of emotion, saying that you and me are nothing more than a handful of dirt..."

Xiao Ningjun is probably the type who thinks a lot.

Otherwise, it is worthy of being a smiling tiger.

What kind of plot, how deep is the city?
at this point.

But even Qiao Yicheng and Qingyan couldn't do it.

After singing a song, Xiao Ningjun came down immediately.

"It's ugly."

He is very humble.

Ye Jin picked up another microphone on the table, "School Xiao always likes to be so polite, so outstanding, so what to do with such humility."

Xiao Ningjun's smile remained unchanged, "Student Ye Jin, modesty makes people progress."

Ye Jin chuckled, and clicked the song, "Then maybe I'm too arrogant to retreat."

There are many people who have seen thousands of words, and there are people who make strong words.

But Xiao Ningjun felt that there were really not many people as clean as Ye Jin.

Hey, no, wait a minute.

Not that many.

But those people around him, which one is not afraid of chaos?

What does Ye Jin want to sing?

He didn't find anything too sweet.

It is his way to protect the one he likes.

Not much can be done for it, but it is enough to have its own line.

After all, no one owes anyone.

This is just his favorite.

"Ding Chou Nian, looking at the fireworks on the other side, I finally stopped trying to distinguish you from my memory."

This song is really slow, and Ye Jin sang it very slowly.

The ending sound is eloquent.

It seems to be narrating what kind of emotion this is.

He didn't look back.

There seems to be no going back.

"You are a dream that you can't talk about; you are a moonlight that is as vague as fiction; you are a duet of mind and heart, who dares to startle?"

"You are a cruise ship with lanterns and shadows, and the painting buildings are flying red: you are a dream; you push away the clouds and mists, and it is difficult to see your true face: you are the wind; you are as thin as a cicada's wings, and your throat is blocked by blood: you are pain; you are the third watch wine Wake up, wet sleeve: you are empty."

You are a dream, the dream is too beautiful, I don't want to wake up.

You are a wind, the wind is very gentle, inseparable.

You are still in pain, the pain is indescribable.

You are even more empty, hard to get, and can only be a worry for nothing.

"Did she or he or someone meet you by fate? You are a painting that has been passed down for thousands of years in scrolls. Are you the most suitable for me among immortals, ghosts and sentient beings? You are bright and dark in the drama Can I ask for a side..."

In the end, they are destined and have no points.

(End of this chapter)