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In the back seat, Mu Tianye slammed his right hand on the side of his head, his face showing an incomprehensible look.

"Damn! I should have thought of it, I am really stupid, let Xiaofei participate in this game!" Raise his face, Mu Tianye leaned over and grabbed the driver's seat side, and people rushed out, "Come on, Faster!"

"Mu Zong." The driver looked embarrassed. "I have tried my best!"

It was originally a traffic peak area, and it was catching up with the rainy days. Traffic jams were inevitable.

A glance at the slow-moving traffic in front of him, and a heavy shot on the seat, Mu Tianye sat back on his face with his face, his eyes returned to the screen of the phone.

"If you dare to move her, I will never let go of your brother!"

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on the stage.

Ning Xiaofei dialed the last chord and ended the succinct ending. In the entire studio, only Yu Qin was heard.

Then she got up and jumped down the high chair and squatted down the stage.

"Thank you."

People responded and applauded enthusiastically.

After the guidance of Xicheng, the whole song was instantly enhanced by a lot of colors, especially at the end. It was impressive and clean, and unconsciously gave birth to a feeling of unsatisfactory.

Ruo Ruoxi and Shang Ya went to the stage one by one and stood on the side of Ning Xiaofei.

"I really didn't think that Miss Ning's song sang so well. I almost thought that I was presiding over "I am a singer."" Shangya's humorous and funny mouth suddenly caused a laugh in the audience. "Since it is Singing talents, it is better to ask our most professional singer tutor, Mr. Xicheng, to comment first. What do you think?"

"it is good!"

"West City, West City!"

Under the stage, I immediately responded with enthusiasm.

The camera moved to Xicheng. Xicheng leaned forward slightly and took the scoreboard on the table. Everyone knew that he wanted to speak and immediately quieted down.

"This is my score."

West City turned the scoreboard in his hand, a simple number, but let everyone scream out - 9 points.

Wow--

Ning Xiaofei’s face is also amazed by the cover, and this score is too high.

You know, from the opening to the present, the highest score given by Xicheng is just Ye Qiao's "The Spirit of the Birds", and it is only seven points.

Ruo Ruoxi’s eyes flashed through his eyes, but his face remained smiling.

"This should be the highest score given by Mr. Xicheng in the whole talent show. In my opinion, this brother does not have much gorgeous singing skills. The song is also very simple. Mr. Xicheng gives such a high score. Is there any special reason?"

She deliberately aggravated the tone of the words "special reasons", which seemed to be ridiculous, but the lines between the lines implied that Xicheng and Ning Xiaofei had a very good relationship.

After all, the anecdote of the previous two was also in full swing, almost no one in the world.

The eyes of Xicheng flashed unpleasantly, and immediately snorted.

"This only shows that you are a music idiot."

Under the stage, someone immediately laughed.

Ruo Ruoxi smiled a little.

Aside, Shangya is busy playing round.

"Of course, for music geniuses like Xicheng, we are all music outsiders, so let's listen to Mr. Xicheng's high opinion."

"Chopin's "Fantasy March" is not gorgeous and beautiful. In fact, the total number of notes used in this song is very small. On the pitch, the pitch of the chainsaw is difficult for human beings to reach, and you will never think it has How beautiful."