Wen Qiujin stared at her face a few more times.

When Ning Yan was about to break his power, he finally looked away.

"As long as you don't feel uncomfortable, hey, is that your brother?"

Wen Qiujin sharp-eyed saw the figures who had just taken their seats in the first row, and pointed to Ning Yan in a low voice.

"Yes……"

At this moment, Ning Yan wished that she didn't know Luo Si, otherwise she wouldn't be in such an embarrassing situation.

On the contrary, Wen Qiujin didn't notice anything wrong, with a little hope on his face.

"That's great. I found out that since your brother often came to Jingyun to watch you, he never failed in every game. You two have such a good relationship."

How are you?

Ning Yan thought of all the things she had gotten along with Luo Si, as well as the full value of the other party's favorability, so she hooked her lower lip very lightly.

"It's okay, he's annoying sometimes."

Wen Qiujin couldn't hear the meaning behind the words, thought it was Ning Yan's simple complaint, and laughed a few times, but didn't take it to heart.

According to the official situation, the kick-off match is the penultimate knockout match.

At the end of the recording of the program, there are only two classes ab, five in class a, and seven in class b.

There are 12 people in total, and each of them corresponds to a kicker singer. As long as the kicker successfully pk's the corresponding person, he can enter the final instead.

That is to say, in addition to Ning Yan and other 12 players this afternoon, there are another 12 players who kicked the gymnasium.

The number drawn by Ning Yan was in the middle, and Lu Qingqing could only stay in the background as a kick-off singer, so after most of the competition, the atmosphere around Class A was quite harmonious.

"Yanyan, I heard Director Jiang call before, saying that Lu Qingqing unilaterally challenged you, did you respond?"

Wen Qiujin ate a stomach full of melons, and wanted to ask a long time ago, but her gossiping thoughts were diluted by the tension of the game.

Now that she had just finished singing and left the stage, she held Ning Yan's hand and waited for the melon to be eaten.

Ning Yan told the truth.

Then I saw Wen Qiujin give her two thumbs up, "Warrior, you really dare to say it."

Ning Yan could hear the teasing in her words, and smiled back: "To each other."

The entire program team knew about Wen Qiujin and Lu Qingqing's quarrel, and Wen Qiujin didn't hide her dislike for her at all, let alone pretending, she even dared to speak ill of Lu Qingqing in person.

Although the relationship between Ning Yan and Lu Qingqing is not good, Lu Qingqing has unilaterally "maintained" them through this period of time.

It has given many people the illusion that the relationship between the two of them is not that bad.

And Ning Yan's Weibo is undoubtedly the kind that throws a big stone on the calm lake, which instantly stirs up waves.

There has been a lot of noise on the Internet, not to mention what expressions these players will have when they get their phones.

When Ning Yan took the stage, the audience applauded enthusiastically.

The barrage in the live broadcast room is mainly divided into three categories.

Those who supported Ning Yan, those who waited for Lu Qingqing's counterattack to come back and slapped her in the face, and a small number of passers-by who watched the excitement and didn't think it was a big deal.

The girl on the stage seemed to be shining, her voice accompanied by the music reverberated in the huge performance hall, and was recorded in the small live broadcast room on that side.

She played as smoothly as ever, even more amazing than usual.

When the music stopped and the girl bent down and bowed, the audience still couldn't calm down.

[Depend on!I unilaterally declare that Sister Ning has won! ]

[Too extreme, too extreme.Lu Qingqing, is this still a comparison?There is no way to compare it at all...]

[Oh, Qingqing's strength is also very strong, okay!Even if the result was not good, it was because her throat was injured before! ]

[that is!Don't draw conclusions too early! ]

The comments are buzzing.

Ning Yan came down from the stage, looked up and saw Lu Qingqing standing in the waiting area, showing a very weird smile to her.

"Wish you all the best."

Ning Yan was not afraid of her gaze, and fixed her eyes when passing her, and then slowly fell on her neck thoughtfully.

There was an ugly smile on Lu Qingqing's face, she could feel the burning pain in her neck, as if something was burning.

"Miss Lu, it's time to go on stage."

The staff on the side reminded that even though Lu Qingqing's attitude had changed drastically during this period of time, he was still a little nervous.

Especially when he brought people all the way here just now, Lu Qingqing kept silent about everything he said, and just looked at him with cold eyes.

The staff shuddered, and was genuinely relieved to see that Lu Qingqing had already stepped up the steps.

Ning Yan returned to her seat.

She specially adjusted a more comfortable posture, and her whole demeanor became lazy, as if she was waiting for the good show to begin.

As expected.

Lu Qingqing first gestured OK to the tuner very normally, with a soothing smile on her face.

But when the prelude played to the right beat, when Lu Qingqing raised the microphone confidently, everyone couldn't help covering their ears.

Different from her original excellent and pleasant voice, what came out through the microphone was a hoarse and intermittent noise, just like the noise of sandpaper grinding glass, or fingernails scraping on a blackboard, making people physically uncomfortable.

Lu Qingqing's face turned pale, as if frightened by her own voice, she quickly covered her neck, and tentatively said a few more words.

But what made everyone present feel unbelievable was that no matter what she said or sang, they were all numb from the ugly voice.

"What's going on? What's the situation?"

"Isn't Lu Qingqing's voice all good? Didn't she talk to me like this two days ago?"

"My God, what's going on?"

With the discussion among the people, the program group has begun to panic.

Lu Qingqing's eyes flashed success, but she seemed to be stunned, holding the microphone with her fingers, trembling uncontrollably, she cast her eyes in Ning Yan's direction, her face was full of disbelief.

"Ning... smoke?"

Lu Qingqing's voice seemed to be leaking, but it didn't prevent others from hearing what she said.

"You...why?" Lu Qingqing suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood while holding the microphone.

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