"It doesn't matter. Even when I'm old, I'll wait for the song written by Meng Ge for me."

Meng Jian takes a proud look at Ke Qingyang. He is flattered by Yun Qingqing's words.

Two people have been practicing until 12 o'clock, today's task is over, two people's degree of fit is surprisingly high.

Ke Qingyang learned about Yun Qingqing's singing style and habits through the Swan Lake competition. In that competition, Yun Qingqing sang a few songs. He didn't know her singing habits very well.

The first and only idol she likes is Ke Qingyang. She is familiar with Ke Qingyang's singing skills and habits.

Ke Qingyang can catch up with Ke Qingyang with a movement, a look, even a high voice. It is a kind of sound that is not slow, like climbing and attaching. It is more like a layer of exquisite gift wrapping paper to wrap Ke Qingyang's voice. The harmony between the two is incomparably harmonious and perfect.

All the people who listen to it outside are infatuated. This song has reached such a good state on the first day of practice. We can hardly imagine how high it will rise in the future.

Meng Jian's eyes were shining. He could not help but walk in the direction of Yun Qingqing and Ke Qingyang. He stopped when he hit the glass.

Ke Qingyang's appearance tends to be thin and elegant, while Yun Qingqing's appearance sometimes looks like a fairy.

Sometimes it looks like an elf in the jungle. It seems that he has the smell of forest. Just looking at it, I feel fresh and pleasant. It seems that a fresh air has washed the dirty lung and soul.

For example, at this moment, everyone's mind is empty, and their usual calculations and fatigue are all forgotten at the moment when Yun Qingqing closes her eyes and sings.

That is to say, tonight, we can understand why yunqingqing can climb so high, why so many people like her, and why even Fenghuang's boss is prostrate under her pomegranate skirt. Yunqingqing is really charming.

Ke Qingyang has cooperated with so many stars, and it is most comfortable to cooperate with Yun Qingqing. At first, he said that he was a big fan, but he only thought that what he said was scene talk.

After all, Yun Qingqing doesn't have any fanatical behavior. Even some fake star fans have not acted like her. She is introverted as if she were an ordinary audience.

It was only at this moment that he really believed in the fact that Yun Qingqing was a big fan of him.

When she got home, it was just one o'clock in the night. Yun Qingqing felt that these two days were too calm, and she felt very uncomfortable. If it was normal, the Internet would have started to tear it up at this time.

She fell on the sofa, some boring brush micro blog, Yang Yunjun see yunqingqing so late, even did not sleep, quite a bit surprised.

"It's so late, are you still up?"

"Can't sleep." Yun Qingqing's eyes have been staring at the mobile phone screen, and her fingers are still brushing on the microblog.

Brush for a while, she finally brush a black her message, if change to the past, such news she won't pay attention to at all.

However, when the person who sent the message was Bai Minjun, the corner of Yun Qingqing's mouth was slowly hooked up, and Bai Minjun was becoming a demon again.

This man has been silent for a long time. According to the cycle, it is time to show his face.

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