Chapter 68

Backstage he Miao and Qiu Ning are excited and can't control themselves. They hold their small hands and roar at the stage. Looking like that, they want to find a big horn to carry them on their shoulders.

"Ah, Mu Mu is so handsome!"

"I'm your number one brain powder!"

Qiao Mu's singing fills them with infinite imagination. She can sing sad songs, rhythmic songs, charming fire songs, and xiaoqingxin. She is like a treasure to be discovered. You never know what surprise she will bring you next second.

When the accompaniment sounded, she only chose the guitar this time. Different from the quiet and elegant performance of playing the piano just now, she is the channeling monkey, holding the guitar from side to side of the stage. Her expression, action and roar heavily impacted the vision and hearing of the people present. The atmosphere of the scene was soon lifted to the highest point by her.

Dazzling lights, a strong sense of rhythm and catchy songs also make people excited. There is a crazy feeling that it is difficult to control.

Especially this song, if we are not crazy, we will be old. It is simply singing their hearts. Even the judges and teachers on the jury table sigh one after another. It really speaks to people's hearts.

They began to sing along with Qiao mu. Slowly, Qiao Mu's personal performance turned into a chorus. The whole audience stood up and catered to Qiao Mu's rhythm.

Since Joe Mu took off his hat, the smile on Jun's face no longer existed. He looked at the little bastard's gray hair with gnashing teeth and felt a sudden outburst of temples on both sides.

"Little bastard, you really dare. You're old if you're not crazy. You're old now!"

After the perfect sound, she gasped violently. There were several strands of bangs wet in front of her forehead and pasted them on her forehead. She held her guitar and looked at the audience. She didn't respond, but forgot to respond.

After listening to a song, everyone was deeply addicted to the excitement. Everyone was shouting Qiao Mu's name. From messy to neat, countless voices converged into one voice, impacting Qiao Mu's eardrum and soul on the stage again and again.

This neat and uniform cry rang through the whole performance hall, making Qiao Mu's heart tingle and tremble like an electric shock.

She recovered, bowed deeply to the stage, and her face waved brightly. She suddenly found that she really liked the stage!

Backstage, Qiu Ning's dog leg wiped the sweat for Qiao mu. He Miao quickly put on her cotton padded clothes, and Shaobin politely handed her warm water.

"Idol mu, the little ones serve you."

The enchanting beauty put her mobile phone in her silver bag. Even people like her who are used to watching star performances look at the little girl with new eyes.

It's hard to imagine that this small body contains huge energy. She thinks Qin Zhan will like Qiao Mu very much because they are so similar in music.

Qiao Mu poured a big saliva and stretched out his tongue. His head gasped heavily.

"Oh, my God, I'm so tired."

He Miao was hammering her little shoulder. His voice was full of excitement. "Mu Mu, you have countless circles of powder this time. I have a hunch that you want fire in our school, ha ha."

Qiao Mu was silent for a few seconds, narrowed her eyes and looked at her. She hummed coldly, "I don't care whether the fire is fire or not. As long as I can step on the often goblin ruthlessly, it is the greatest affirmation of my efforts this week!"

"It will. You have a rest first. There are more than a dozen people. It will take a long time to get the results."

Muqiao turned and nodded towards the lounge.

After watching Qiao Mu's performance, Xi Muqiao went straight out of the performance hall. He first called Zuo array left in the office and asked him to bring his car outside the performance hall.

After a while, the left array came with the Bugatti Veyron in simuccio's Sao bag. Fortunately, the students were watching the performance, or they were preparing for the final exam. The whole campus was empty, or they must be surrounded.

After sitting in the car, he took out his cell phone and called his wife.

Qiaomu was still breathing gently. Qiuning slammed the door open and began to shout when he came in, shaking his silver mobile phone in his hand.

"Mumu, come on, your husband called you!"

Joe Mu was stunned, kicked the door and covered her mouth. "Keep your voice down, sister. You wish others knew I was a young woman!"

She fished the mobile phone and didn't see him for more than ten days. She really missed him. This old bastard didn't know to call her and ask her whether she ate well or slept well. Thin or fat or not!

Bah, do you have masochism? I know the old man's temper is so bad and his mouth is so poisonous! But she still misses him!

She called people crisply, "uncle."

"I'm at the entrance of the performance hall. Come out."

Qiao Mu jumped up and almost threw his mobile phone out. Ah, uncle is outside the performance hall? Did he see his performance?

She immediately threw her heroic words that she hadn't seen him for a month behind her head. Her head tilted, clamped her mobile phone between her head and shoulders, and put on her coat with both hands.

"Uncle, wait for me, I'll come right away!"

As soon as I got out of the performance hall, I saw the cool Bugatti Veyron parked quietly not far away. I saw her coming and flashing the lights twice. She pursed her small mouth and looked around like a thief, oh yeah! There was no one. She ran over and quickly opened the door and went in.

As soon as she got into the car, she couldn't wait to ask, "uncle, are you coming to see my performance?"

Simuccio glanced at her little flower like face with a cold face, "en."

"What do you think of my performance?"

Qiao Mu bared his big white teeth and smiled brightly. His big eyes flashed at Xi Muqiao, like a child waiting for praise.

He cleared his throat and his expression was still very pale. "I'll give you everything except this white hair."

Joe Mu puffed his cheeks, grabbed his hair with his small hand, tooted his mouth and said angrily, "uncle, are you color blind? This is gray. Grandma gray is the most popular now. I think it's very beautiful."

Simuccio threw a sharp eye knife and opened his mouth coldly, "I say it's not good-looking if it's not good-looking!"

Joe Mu's servility attack, his small hand pulled his coat sleeve, "good, good, not good, not good!"

“……”

Qiao Mu put her legs on Xi Muqiao's legs, twisted her small body into eighteen bends, lay on the window and looked at the rapidly retrogressive scenery outside. She frowned and opened her mouth sadly.

"Uncle, my champion bonus is 10000 yuan."

Simuccio was rubbing her lower legs. She was also wearing red perforated pants during the performance, a thin layer, her knees exposed, and her lower legs were cold.

"You are confident. What if you can't win the championship?"

She sat up straight and stared at him, and her thin legs rubbed against him. She was very dissatisfied with his way of asking, "it must be possible. I pressed her into slag just on the piano, okay, uncle, do you say, am I good at playing the piano or is she good?"