Chapter 145 I almost fainted from anger

The contestants on stage have already entered, and the judges are in the front row.

Song Yanming was sitting in the back, watching the film seriously, when suddenly a figure in the front row caught his attention.

Han Fei and his people sat in the row behind the judges.

This time, nothing was printed on the clothes. Instead, a few glowing hammer-like things were made with a few big words written vertically inside.

"Come on, Xiaoyi, you're the champion!"

The glowing pink font switches back and forth.

Song Yanming touched his lips and couldn't help laughing out loud.

If this had happened in the past, he would have definitely laughed at him, and even now, he couldn't help laughing and subconsciously ignored his brother's betrayal.

Thinking of this, his eyes darkened again.

Han Fei seemed to be the center of attention sitting in the audience. His way of cheering was the most special. It was glowing, dazzling the people sitting in the back row watching the game.

Finally, just as the competition started and the contestants entered and sat down waiting for the questions, someone couldn't help it anymore.

"Can you please turn off the light stick in front? My eyes are hurting."

"Yes, we can't see clearly. Can you please sit a little further back? It's too shaky for us to see clearly."

"What are you arguing about?" Han Fei shouted unhappily to the person behind him.

Seeing this, the security guard who was maintaining order politely said, "Sir, you are disturbing the audience in the back. Either turn off the light stick or come to the back?"

"I won't turn it off, are you going to kick me out?"

Security guard: "That's not what I meant, sir. The main point is that you are disturbing the audience behind you."

Audience: Turn it off, turn it off quickly, my eyes are blurry.

Han Fei had no choice but to take Luo Hao and the bald man to sit in the back. As he was walking from the front seats to the back, he saw Song Yanming at a glance.

Song Yanming's eyes were on the stage, and Han Fei hesitated.

The bald man pulled him and said, "Brother Fei, just sit in the front and turn off the lights. This way no one will say anything."

"Yeah, Brother Fei, last time...did you forget?"

Han Fei's eyes turned cold, "I will definitely not close it."

"Brother Fei, let's just turn it off."

"I'll turn off the lights and go back to the front now. Song Yanming must think I'm afraid of him and don't dare to sit in the back with him."

"Brother Fei, you think too much. Only a psychopath would think like that."

"You are the crazy one." Han Fei knocked the bald man on the head, and the bald man was stunned by the pain.

Han Fei not only sat in the back, but also sat next to Song Yanming, holding up a light stick that read "Come on Xiaoyi, Xiaoyi is the champion."

Song Yanming pretended not to see him, and Han Fei took the initiative to say, "I'm not afraid of you."

"Ah."

"I just want to cheer for Xiaoyi in front of you."

Song Yanming said nothing and just looked at the stage quietly.

Clothes make the man, and saddles make the horse. In the past, Xu Yi liked exaggerated clothes and exaggerated jewelry. She had to wear big diamonds to look grand.

She is wearing a classical outfit today, which matches her pretty face and is eye-catching.

Song Yanming ignored everything and only remembered one thing.

This woman is his.

No one can take it away.

That's enough.

"Song Yanming, do you think I'm unhappy?"

Han Fei kept provoking him. Not only did he sit next to him, he also held up a light stick to cheer for Xu Yi and waved it in front of his eyes.

Baldy and Luo Hao broke out in a cold sweat for him.

He is so arrogant that any man would be angry. Who can tolerate him?

Han Fei's purpose was simple, to squeeze Song Yanming out and make him go crazy. He sat here and cheered for Xu Yi alone.

Seeing that Song Yanming didn't respond, Han Fei said, "Last time, Xiaoyi took the initiative to call me and asked me to help her find her daughter. Whenever she encountered trouble, Xiaoyi thought of me first."

"She loves me."

Luo Hao pulled him and said, "Brother Fei, it's almost done."

If this continues, I'm going to get beaten.

Han Fei smiled even more, "Song Yanming, Xiaoyi used to bring me milk every day. Sometimes she would follow me and send me home. She would watch me leave, and when I turned around, she would smile at me from where I was."

"Last time she came to me, I carried her to the island..."

Han Fei became more and more excited as he spoke, wanting to see him go hysterical and crazy.

Song Yanming pretended not to hear it, but he noticed that the big screen on the stage showed today's theme.

theme:

Song Yanming suspected that he had seen it wrong, and the audience was also shocked.

Song Yuqian almost fainted from anger.

What the hell, what the hell is wrong?

The host, wearing a silver sequined dress, came out with a smile, "Everyone, please be patient. There are no problems with our competition."

She bowed to everyone and said, "The theme of today's competition in our district is No Topic."

theme:

Nothing wrong with it.

Qin Moyu laughed and said, "I said, everything is possible."

Song Yuqian remembered that the day before her competition, she stayed up all night to analyze with Xu Yi the themes of the fashion competitions in various districts of Jiangcheng in recent years. She picked out the most frequently asked themes and asked Xu Yi to remember them and think about them.

She stayed up so late and still spoke to Xu Yi with confidence.

"Sister-in-law, don't worry. Although I don't have the courage to go on stage, I think I can help you clear your mind with my guidance tonight. These topics are the most frequently asked topics in various districts of Jiangcheng, and I have selected the winning works."

Song Yuqian was like a professional instructor, and she was extremely confident in her words: "You will remember these entries after you take a look at them. I am an expert at predicting the topics. When one of the topics appears on the stage tomorrow, you will admire me."

Song Yuqian let out a long sigh, "You must be thinking, oh how lucky I am to have met such a good sister-in-law."

"Sister-in-law, do you believe me?"

Xu Yi was so busy with the competition that he had dark circles under his eyes. He nodded, "Yuqian, I'm counting on you. I'm lucky to have you."

Don’t slap me in the face too quickly.

She stayed up so late with Xu Yi last night, but in the end none of the topics were used, so it was all in vain.

On the stage, Xu Yi and all the contestants were in a daze.

Untitled is always the most difficult, just as free is always the most expensive. Untitled means not knowing what the judges can accept, and free also means not being able to get a number.

Offstage, Qin Moyu saw that Song Yuqian's face had turned purple with anger, and she was cursing in a hoarse voice.

"Do not worry."

She touched Song Yuqian's short hair which she had specially styled for going out.

"The difficulty is not just for her. There is no theme for the district finals, and everyone has to rely on free play. In other words, the difficulty is increased for everyone, and no one has an advantage."

There was an uproar in the audience, and the host announced with a smile, "Three, two, one, the game officially begins!"

The host left the stage, and Song Yuqian glanced at Qin Moyu, "You know, she has a weak foundation."

"Didn't you teach her?"

"I don't even dare to use my skills."

Qin Moyu put his elbow on her shoulder, "Yuqian, don't say that about yourself."

She looked charming and said, "You are great. I like you very much."

"Get lost, disgusting!"