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Qiao Mu nodded. "That's good."

She turned around and sat up straight, looking at the enchanting beauty behind her through the makeup mirror, then playfully stuck out her tongue. Head.

"Beautiful sister, you can just help me put on some light makeup. I don't need to put on heavy makeup for my apple muscles."

The enchanting beauty also smiled and nodded her head. She felt that Qiao Mu was very adorable, and her personality was also very pleasing.

Shao Bin was at the side, holding a variety of makeup tools as he studied them. "Big Sis Mu, I brought a new set of costumes. Do you want to try it?"

Qiao Mu looked at her reflection in the mirror and allowed the beautiful big sister to brush her face.

"No need, over here, I don't need makeup or clothes to add points. I rely on my pure and natural face and exquisite talent."

Qiao Mu's words successfully made everyone in the dressing room smile, especially enchanting beauties. She had disguised herself for many people before, but for someone as confident as Qiao Mu, she had only seen one — the rock king, Qin Zhan!

Anyone who dared to say such words was either overly complacent or truly possessed such strength. When they looked at Qiao Mu's pair of bright and clear eyes, she felt that Qiao Mu was more inclined towards the latter. She actually looked forward to this little girl's performance.

He Miao was helping to tidy up Qiao Mu's clothing and did not forget to beat her up. "Mu Mu, even though we know you're very powerful, we have to keep a low profile. What if you lose? Smack your face a lot."

Qiu Ning helped tie the strings around her earphones and retorted, "Miao, you have to have confidence in our Mu Mu. Just look at our Mu Mu's performance. It'll definitely blow up the entire audience."

"I'm confident, but didn't I just say it was in case?"

Qiao Mu's small face became serious. She raised her chin and let the beautiful big sister paint her lips. "You have to be high-key when you need to. If nothing goes wrong, you have to be 100% confident!"

"…"

The enchanting beauties were all sighing with admiration at Qiao Mu's skin. It was exceptionally good. The skin was white and delicate, giving off a delicate feel. Her eyelashes were long and thick like a small fan, and her nose was as straight as her lips. Her breasts were full of red and red. She was a standard beauty, she didn't need any decorations at all. Any more and it would be a burden to her.

Qiao Mu got up and looked in front of the mirror. She gave the beautiful big sister a thumbs up. Her index finger and thumb pinched her little chin. Looking at her black hair, her little eyes rolled a few times.

"Beautiful sister, I think I should do my hair."

At 9: 30, the performance officially began. The order of appearance was determined by drawing lots. Qiao Mu's hands were quite good. Out of the 30 performers, she had filmed number 14.

No.14 would not be the first cannon fodder to heat up the field, nor would it make the judges tired from listening and giving out points.

Seeing the crowd of competitors dressed up backstage, Qiu Ning shrunk her head and poked Qiao Mu.

"Mu Mu, why don't you go and try out the costume Shao Bin brought here. Look at the others, do you not feel that you're wearing it too casually?" "He seems to be here for a stroll in the street."

A simple white t-shirt, red tight-fitting, holes in the pants, a thin metal chain hanging from the pocket of her pants, and a pair of red leather boots. She looked like a rock and roll, and the most eye-catching thing was that Qiao Mu had dyed her short hair the most popular grandmother grey …

Qiao Mu expressionlessly swept her gaze over the people waiting on the field. The women were all dressed in serious little dresses or frocks, their makeup was exquisite, the men's hair was shiny, who knew how much gel they had put on, all of them wearing their little tuxedo.

She curled her lips in disdain. Every single one of them was dressed this way, so why would they be afraid of the judges and the audience's aesthetic fatigue? She just wanted to be different from the others.

Chang Ya Jing was the previous champion. This time, she was going to perform as an opening performance. She wore a white dress that revealed her shoulders as she wiped her chest. She was wiping the violin in her hand as she surrounded the school news agency.

She squinted her eyes and a sneer came out of her mouth. Let's see if you can continue to be this arrogant after the end of the competition.

She stopped looking at it and turned to her instrument. She wanted to examine it for herself, this performance, for her, was a war without smoke, and Simujo said that they had nothing to do with each other, but it was along the way. She believed Simujo, because he had the right to be rich and influential like him, and he had no woman to buy her, and he had no reason to lie to her.

However, Chang Ya Jing was different. She was the one who had taken the initiative to seduce Xi Muqiao. This was something she could not tolerate.

She was a possessive person. As long as it was something for her, she didn't like people to get involved with, even if she and Simujo didn't have any feelings in this marriage.

Shao Bin stood to the side and watched Qiao Mu carefully fiddling with the music. At this time, her tyrannical behavior was revealed without a doubt. He casually hummed a song and giggled as she lightly played a few times on the electronic zither.

"Sister Mu, I've brought my brother here to cheer you on, taking up almost half of the audience stands. Without saying anything else, we can't afford to lose in terms of momentum."

Qiao Mu's guitar string suddenly stopped. She raised her eyes to look at Shao Bin. "How many pink blobs are there on Chang Ya Jing's fan club?"

"Well, most of the audience."

Qiao Mu narrowed her eyes and smiled like a little fox. She continued to lower her head and tighten the string of her guitar. Her clear voice carried a trace of coldness.

"This is even better. When the time comes, the slaps will be louder and the face will hurt even more."

"…"

She did not watch Chang Ya Jing's opening performance, but as a participant, Qiao Mu still stood backstage to watch her performance.

A large white piano was placed in the middle of the stage. Chang Ya Jing had changed out of her small dress that revealed her shoulders and replaced it with a long, pure white dress.

She sat quietly in front of the piano. The staff helped her spread the back of her dress flat behind her back, and a white light fell on her body, on the piano.

The white piano, the white dress, and the faint white light. She was truly like a beautiful and proud white swan. That kind of attention attracted the cheers from the crowd below.

A sad piano piece rang. It was like a clear spring had been drawn into his heart. It filled the entire space. The melodious melody had penetrated his heart. At this moment, the entire performance hall became quiet.

Qiao Mu watched Chang Ya Jing's performance expressionlessly. She had to admit that Chang Ya Jing's piano played very well. This was a very difficult tune, and it was already not bad that she could play it like this.

Her full lips slightly curved upwards, her right index finger lightly stroking the tip of her eyebrows. She missed a few notes during the climax of the piano piece, as those places required a keen reaction and skilled playing skills. Others might not be able to recognize her, but she could.