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VIP seats.

Painted with light pink nail polish, cultivated a neat and beautiful slender fingers, slowly close, clenched the armrests of the chair.

Because it was too hard, the blue veins on the back of the girl's hand swelled, and the arm trembled fiercely, and even the whole chair followed her to tremble.

The municipal VIP sitting on the side of the rain of the valley felt the back of the hand being hurt by the sharp object, turned his face in confusion, and immediately noticed the rain on the side of the body, which was obviously not right.

Her face was very strange, her expression seemed to be eating something, she was half-opened, and she gasped in a hurry. She seemed to hold her breath at any time.

"Yu total?" The man worriedly held the arm of Gu Yu. "Are you alright?"

"Do not touch me!"

Gu Yu's body trembled, screaming and plucking his left arm from the other hand.

The man stunned, "Gult, you..."

"I'm sorry..." Gu Yu suddenly woke up and stood up from the chair. "I... I lost it!"

Her movements were too anxious, and her knees slammed into the armrests of the chair. It seemed to be a very painful collision. The whole person almost fell sharply, and the man around him wanted to help her. She had quickly adjusted her body and steadily left. VIP seats.

On the seat of the instructor in front of the VIP seat, Ji Mo watched the men and women on the stage, and the lips were slightly raised.

Sitting in the West Side of his side, his eyes squinted and stared at the scoreboard in front of him, and he was paddling back and forth with a marker in his hand, seemingly writing something.

In fact, there is no handwriting on the scoreboard. It is just a messy handwriting without a chapter, revealing the complicated mood of the writer at the moment.

Suddenly, Xicheng stopped moving and turned to look down the stage - the direction of the VIP seats.

Everything has been deliberately concealing this matter. Now suddenly I heard the news, can she accept her sister?

The seats in the middle of the VIP seats are empty.

Xicheng grasped the finger of the marker and jerked it tightly. He turned and carefully looked at the VIP seat—he didn’t read it wrong, Gu Yu was not in the chair.

A glance at the crowd on the stage, Xicheng quickly got up.

Noticing his movements, Ji Mo and his other mentor Shen Jie turned their faces together.

"I'm leaving for a while!"

To Ji Mo whispered, Xicheng quickly walked to the stage and jumped off the stage.

At this time, everyone’s attention was on Ning Xiaofei and Mu Tianye. Not many people noticed the departure of Xicheng. Ji Mo saw his figure disappear into the darkness and immediately turned his face to the direction of the general director. A gesture was made to signal his end.

The general director agreed to use wireless microphone to order the two hosts.

"Ready to end!"

With his instructions, Shangya immediately stepped forward and spoke to the microphone. "It’s really exciting. Now I think everyone is looking forward to the finals like us!"

"Yes!" Ruo Ruoxi took over the words with the cooperation. "The players who hope to be selected will have better performance in the finals. See you in the final!"

The participants bowed to the audience, and the audience under the scene also stood up and waved the light stick in their hands to respond.

Ye Qiao sneaked the arm of Lalanin Xiaofei, Ning Xiaofei was busy standing up straight, pulling Mu Tianye and following the crowd to walk down the stage.

As soon as she entered the background, she immediately looked at the man on the side.

"Is it cold?"

Mu Tianye faintly shook his head.