Chapter 404

The auditorium is dark. Even people with good eyesight and no myopia are not divided between people and animals five meters away.

Song Ci, because there is a light on the computer screen in front of me, let the people around see it clearly.

In the auditorium, music is still playing. In everyone's memory, this is a song that first suppresses and then raises.

The first two minutes were relatively gentle music. After two minutes, the rhythm gradually increased.

It is also a music suitable for dancing.

But what about the dancers whose music is ready?

In the auditorium, whispers began to ring out again.

However, Song Ci had no time to listen to these voices.

Her fingers pounded on the keyboard.

She can't dance, but she can watch dance.

Since I can watch dance, I still have some appreciation level.

She can't jump by herself, so make something that can jump out. Isn't it OK?

The music has slowly come to a gentle end, and it's time to start speeding up the rhythm.

However, the imagined Song Ci did not come to power.

Lounge.

"Chu Xuechang, is there really no problem with Song Ci?"

Hua Sheng asked for the fifth time.

"Don't worry." Chu Rong answered still calmly, but his sitting posture quietly became straight.

He began to worry, too.

However, Chu Rong comforted himself that he should believe that Song Ci was right.

"But one third of the music has passed." Huasheng was still worried.

Just now she used her mobile phone and wechat shake function to shake out the music being played.

With the music playing outside, the music on her own mobile phone also plays synchronously, so she naturally knows the progress of music playing.

Chu Rong looked at the monitor and just wanted to comfort the little fan sister of Song Ci again. However, after opening his mouth, Chu Rong stopped because of a white spot on the stage.

If it is in a normal environment, such a fist sized white spot can't attract much attention at all.

But now it's different. Now, when everyone is in the dark, the white dot is immediately noticed by everyone.

Even if someone doesn't look at the stage, the people around him will specially remind him.

Then everyone's attention focused on the stage, the small white dot.

"What's that?" Hua Sheng also saw the dot, but it was just a question that people naturally talked to themselves when they were curious, not really to get an answer.

Chu Rong looked at the white dot in the center of the stage in the display, and his face was at a loss.

However, soon, people can see that the white spot gradually becomes larger and longer. Finally, it is shaped into something like a matchmaker.

To describe it simply, it is the head of a circle, and then the body like a stick.

Hua Sheng: "??"

Churong: "??"

People: "???"

What is this?

The problem emerged at the same time.

But no one explained to them.

When the white match man took shape on the stage, the rhythm of the music began to be super fast.

Then they saw the matchmaker on the stage and began to dance.

what the fuck!

These are the words that people couldn't help blurting out when they saw the matchmaker dancing.

None of them thought that in the end, instead of waiting for Song Ci to come on stage, they saw a matchmaker dancing.