Chapter 64

Joe Mu nodded, "that's good."

She turned to sit upright, looked at the enchanting beauty behind her from the makeup mirror, and spit her tongue playfully. Head.

"Sister beauty, just help me with light makeup. Just my natural apple muscle doesn't need heavy makeup."

Enchanting beauty also smiled and nodded. She thought Qiao Mu was very cute and her character was also very pleasant.

Shao bin studied with various make-up gadgets, "sister mu, I also brought my performance clothes. They are brand-new. Do you want to have a try?"

Qiao Mu looked at herself in the mirror and let her beautiful sister brush her face with a small brush. She spoke faintly.

"No, I don't need to rely on makeup and clothing. I rely on pure natural small face and exquisite talent."

Qiao Mu's words successfully made several people in the dressing room laugh, especially the enchanting beauty. She has disguised and made shapes for many people, but for people as confident as Qiao mu, she has only seen one - the rock King Qin Zhan!

Those who dare to say this are either too complacent or really have this strength. They look at Qiao Mu's big flashing and clear eyes. She feels that Qiao Mu tends to the latter, and she even vaguely looks forward to the little girl's performance.

He Miao is helping to tidy up Qiao Mu's clothes and doesn't forget to beat her. "Mu Mu, although we know you are very powerful, we should keep a low profile. What if you lose, hit your face more."

Qiuning helped to wrap the thread of the headset and refuted he Miao, "Miao, you should have confidence in our Mumu. If you look at our Mumu's performance, you must blow up the whole audience."

"I'm confident. I said just in case."

Qiao Mu solemnly raised his small face, proudly raised his small chin, and asked the beautiful sister to paint lip gloss for herself. "When it's time to be high-profile, it's 100 percent!"

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Enchanting beauties are lamenting Qiao Mu's skin. It's really good. The skin is white and delicate, with pink and tender, long and thick eyelashes, like a small fan, a small nose and lips. The petals are full and red. The standard beauty blank doesn't need to be modified at all. More is a burden.

Qiao Mu got up and looked in front of the mirror. She compared her thumb to the beautiful sister. Her index finger and thumb pinched her sharp little chin, looked at the black hair, and her little eyes turned a few times.

"Sister beauty, I think my hair should also be done."

At 9:30, the performance officially began. The order of appearance was determined by lot. Qiao Mu was very lucky. There were 30 performers. She was photographed on the 14th.

On the 14th, no front, no tail, neither did the cannon fodder of the hot field first, nor let the judges get tired and score after their ears.

Looking at the dress of the contestants waiting backstage, Qiu Ning shrunk his head and poked Qiao mu.

"Mumu, why don't you try the costumes brought by Shao bin? Look at others. Don't you think you wear too casually? I seem to have come to the street. "

Simple white T-shirt, red tight pants with holes, thin iron chains hanging between trouser pockets, and a pair of red flat bottom leather boots on his feet are very rock and roll. The most eye-catching is that Qiao Mu dyed a short hair into the most popular grandma gray at present.

Qiao Mu glanced at the waiting people without expression. The women were dressed in formal small dresses or dresses, with exquisite makeup, and the men's hair was polished. I don't know how much gel was applied. Each one was wearing a small tuxedo.

She disdained to curl her mouth. Everyone wore it like this. She was not afraid of the aesthetic fatigue of the judges and the audience. She just wanted to play something different from others.

Chang Yajing, as the last champion, is going to perform the opening performance this time. She is wearing a white off shoulder dress and wiping the violin in her hand. She is surrounded by a circle of people from the school news agency. Obviously, she is not interested in such a conversation. She is wholeheartedly wiping her Violin and looks very proud.

Qiao Mu's lips curled a bad smile, narrowed his eyes, and a hiss overflowed from her mouth. I see if you can be so arrogant after the game.

She stopped looking, turned and walked towards her musical instrument. She wanted to check it herself. For her, this performance was a war without smoke of gunpowder. Simuccio said they had nothing, just on the way. She believed simuccio, because a man with power, money and status like him wanted any woman. She just bought it, He has no reason to lie to himself.

But Chang Yajing is different. She took the initiative to hook up with Xi Muqiao, which she can't bear.

She is a very possessive person. As long as it is her things, she doesn't like others to touch them, even if she has no feelings in her marriage with simuccio.

Shao bin stood by and watched Qiao Mu carefully adjust the instrument for sound test. At this time, his ruffian spirit of a bully was undoubtedly exposed. He foolishly hummed a song, smiled and leaned up to play a few times on the electronic organ.

"Sister mu, I brought all my brothers to cheer you on. It took up less than half of the audience. If you don't say anything else, we can't lose in momentum."

Qiao Mu's hand tightened the guitar string. She raised her eyes and looked at Shaobin. "How many fans are Chang Yajing?"

"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 guitar string. Her voice was crisp and a little cold.

"It's better. It'll slap louder and hurt your face more."

She didn't watch Chang Yajing's opening performance, but Qiao Mu stood backstage and watched her performance as a contestant.

A white grand piano was placed in the center of the stage. Chang Yajing changed her off shoulder dress and replaced it with a white dress with a long back.

She sat quietly in front of the piano. The staff helped her spread out the back of her dress and tiled it behind her. A beam of white light hit her on the piano.

The white piano, the white dress and the faint white light, she was really like a beautiful and arrogant White Swan, which was so eye-catching that it aroused cheers at the bottom.

A piano song with a sad tune sounded like a clear spring into the heart and filled the whole space. The melodious and emotional tune and the melody immersing people's heart. At this moment, the whole performance hall was quiet.

Qiao Mu watched Chang Yajing's whole performance expressionless. She had to admit that Chang Yajing played the piano very skillfully. This is a very difficult song. It's very good that she can play it like this.

Her full pink lips are slightly hooked, her right index finger gently rubs the tip of her eyebrows, and the piano is high

When the tide rises and falls, several sounds are missed. Those places must have keen reaction and skilled piano skills. Others may not hear it, but she can.