Chapter 158 The Third Round 3
Pei Huaian performed the piano.

When Song Chujiu heard the beautiful piano sound played by Pei Huai'an, his face was somewhat surprised.

Unexpectedly, this guy looks cynical, but he really has some ink in his stomach.

The smooth notes jumped on the fingertips, like the sound of a bell from outside that day, which shocked people's minds.

From her angle, she could only see Pei Huai'an's upright back and those slender hands jumping like phantoms on the piano keys.

Played very well.

Piano tenth grade level.

Originally, if it is really according to the standard level, it is not so professional, at least it is worse than her.

However, against the backdrop of so many people's "talents" in front, it seemed exceptionally professional.

The appearance of Pei Huai'an playing the piano in a white suit and shirt made all the models next to him go crazy.

"Oh my god, he's so handsome."

"is not that right?"

"It's so handsome, my God!"

The group of people next to him looked at Pei Huai'an with red eyes, and their cheeks were red with nostalgia for spring.

Even Li Ranran is no exception.

One song finished.

Not only the three judges in front, but even the women behind applauded.

The praises are endless.

After a few minutes, the voice of the judges sounded over there.

"Excellent and very professional."

"Very good, one of the best talent shows ever."

"Finally, there is a decent one, very promising, and he plays the piano very well."

The attitude of the judges is different from that just now.

Song Chujiu's fox eyes flashed, and she slightly hooked her lips into a smile, her dark fox eyes were full of confidence.

When the people next to him heard the judges' comments on Pei Huai'an, everyone's eyes... couldn't help but focus on Song Chujiu.

What was unabashed in those eyes was—the contempt for her.

Others may be a little jealous in front of her, but Li Ranran naturally has no such concerns.

She and Song Chujiu had already quarreled like this, so naturally they wouldn't worry about losing face.

She sneered: "Even if some people play tricks behind the scenes, you still don't want to get this number one."

"In terms of talent, you can't beat Pei Huai'an."

"There is only one quota each year, and this year's quota must belong to Pei Huai'an!"

She snorted coldly.

Song Chujiu just glanced at her lazily: "It's impossible for anyone else to belong to you. What are you so happy about!"

As soon as her words fell, Pei Huai'an over there had already come out from the backstage.

The moment he walked out, with a swipe... he was surrounded by girls backstage.

All kinds of compliments were intertwined beside him.

"Brother Huaian, you played well!"

"Thank you, you sing well too!"

"Brother Huaian, you are so handsome today!"

"Yeah, you're cute too!"

"Brother Huaian, can we have dinner together tonight?"

"It's impossible for a beauty to invite you to face. It's just that I happen to have something to do today, so I'll treat you to dinner."

With a wicked smile on the corner of Pei Huai'an's mouth, he was lazily surrounded in the middle to flirt with his girls.

Song Chujiu just glanced at him indifferently, without any intention of going forward.

Behind Pei Huai'an was her.

She is number ten.

When she was about to step onto the stage, she suddenly heard a lazy and playful voice behind her.

"Little fox, come on!"

"Don't lose to me."

"I like you."

(End of this chapter)

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