Sweet love,Sweet wife

Xi moyao put Leng haoxuan's coat on his seat, and then he got up to go out. Let's have a try. There are such people in front of him, and there should be a clothing store nearby?

"Yao Yao!" Cold haoxuan quick step, stopped her, "where are you going?"

"Brother Xiaoxuan, you see, everyone is wearing such formal clothes. Will your clothes be unqualified?" Xi Mo Yao said anxiously.

"I just asked, they have no special requirements for clothing," Leng haoxuan chuckled, "so it's OK."

"But they..."

"As long as you don't violate the rules, there's no need to be like others," Leng haoxuan chuckled, "come on, sit down."

Xi moyao looked at him as if he didn't worry at all, and thought maybe it was ok? So he followed him to his seat and sat down.

With the heating on, Xi moyao takes off his coat. The sweater he wears is the same as Leng haoxuan's, which is also for lovers.

But the difference is that Xi Mo Yao's blue color, and Leng haoxuan is white.

Looking at his sweater, Xi Mo Yao gently gathered to Leng haoxuan's ear, "brother Xiaoxuan, it seems that there is a tradition of women knitting sweaters for men in our family."

"Oh?" Leng haoxuan is obviously more interested, "really?"

"Well!" Xi moyao nodded. "Although it's not a written regulation, my grandmother knits sweaters for my grandfather every year. Even Grandma Jiani weaves sweaters for uncle Yan. Besides, Auntie Nono and aunt Weiwei knit sweaters for their second uncle. Every winter, the sweaters worn by the men in the family are knitted by their wives. It is said that there are also sweaters for my grandparents, but the climate of munsabar is not suitable So he kept it

Leng haoxuan smiles and dotes, "is Yao Yao going to knit a sweater for me?"

"I haven't tried it. If you want to be my test piece, I can weave it." Xi moyao wanted to knit a sweater for him. She felt that it was an expression of love.

"I will." Leng haoxuan lowered her forehead.

And then the game started.

One side of the group began to call No. 1 to the competition, while Leng haoxuan was on the 40th. Today is the second day of the audition. I heard that there are only four places left. On the first day of the audition, I was promoted to 16. If I recruit four people today, then I will stop the audition.

That is to say, in front of Leng haoxuan, there will be no chance for Leng haoxuan if four of them are promoted.

When the host said to play these rules, Leng haoxuan frowned.

Today, I'm afraid it's really dangerous.

Xi moyao was obviously more nervous than he was. He was holding Leng haoxuan's arm tightly and listening to the performances of those people. One of them was clearly not pleasant to hear, but was announced to be promoted directly.

Promotion on the 10th, to be determined on the 15th, to be promoted directly on the 17th, and to be promoted directly on the 23rd. There are still 20 people ahead, and there is only one quota!

Xi moyao was very nervous. When he called to the thirties, many people were to be determined, but they were not directly promoted. Maybe the judges were just like to see if there were more excellent players behind?

However, if there are excellent players, if they are promoted directly, then

Then, they don't have any chance!

"Brother Xiaoxuan, it's OK. It must be OK!" Xi moyao read it fragmentary over and over again.

After reading, you can move your fingers.

Leng haoxuan looked at her nervous appearance and chuckled, "I still have a lot of application forms, have you forgotten? This doesn't work. We'll choose another one. "

"But this is the best!" However, when they found out, it was the last day of the audition.

"There's no need to choose the best, but..."

"Congratulations to contestant No. 39 on his direct promotion!" Suddenly the voice of the host came.

“……”

Direct promotion?

In other words No chance?

Xi Mo Yao looks at Leng haoxuan foolishly, and looks at the stage foolishly.

In his speech, the host said that the audition had been successfully completed, and that those who had not had time to compete should come early next year.

Next year?

How about a year?

Leng haoxuan reached out and rubbed her hair. "It's OK. Don't be sad. All this is just in expectation."

"But it's not fair!" Xi moyao had tears in his eyes.

"It's really nothing. Let's have a big meal and forget about it, OK?" Leng haoxuan rubbed her hair and rubbed it again and again.

All the grievances are stuck in the chest, very inflated.

After the end of the competition, some of the contestants have left, and the judges have also stood up. The staff on the scene have begun to pack up their things. If they leave, they will really miss this opportunity.

Xi moyao looked at the judges who had just stood up, pushed aside Leng haoxuan, and rushed to a judge who looked like an authority in one breath!"Would you like to take two minutes to listen to another player?"

Sound, reverberating in the hall!

A pair of peach blossom eyes with the deepest stubborn, clearly black eyes are slightly red, but still stubborn to express themselves.

I've been a judge for a long time. I really see everyone, so the judge doesn't pay attention to her.

"Miss, please don't waste my time."

"I beg you!" Xi Mo Yao stares big eyes, "one minute, one minute is OK?"

Leng haoxuan is watching, watching Xi moyao beg others for him, heart, very painful.

This silly girl!

Originally, Leng haoxuan felt that it was not worth sacrificing his self-esteem to have a chance to breathe. But now, seeing Xi moyao begging others for his sake, he couldn't help walking over. Regardless of the staff's obstruction, he strode to the stage, opened the piano and put his hand on it.

The melodious piano sound suddenly passed, the hall, suddenly quiet down.

Very quiet piano sound, like moonlight, gently sprinkled in everyone's heart, and the person on the stage, more quiet than the moonlight.

Under the light, his white sweater exudes layers of halo, like a full moon, emitting the light of purifying people, and his piano sound seems to be more like the Bible.

Not only the judges were surprised, but also the players who were going out.

In one minute, a piece of music has not been played, but Leng haoxuan suddenly stops!

Close the piano again, then step down, go to Xi moyao's side, hold his hand, "a minute is up, let's go."

"But..."

"It doesn't matter." With that, he took Xi Mo Yao forward.

"Wait!" One of the judges called out to him, "are you here for the competition?"

"Isn't it all over?" Cold haoxuan smiles to turn around, the moonlight on the body suddenly becomes grand, "I come to let you regret!"

It was a plain voice, but it was a very arrogant word. After finishing, he took Xi moyao and went on.

"Wait!" Another judge called out to him, "we can let you break through the promotion!"

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