Take a good cub to set up a daughter-in-law

On the big screen, the voting time counts down to ten, nine, eight three, two, one.

"Voting time is up! The voting channel on our official website has been closed, and the scores of the instructors present have also come out. Now we will start to summarize the total scores of each contestant. The top 25 contestants will enter our third round of finals! Now let's get started! First, the name is."

Qiu Yichen looked at the big screen with great confidence, while Wen Huanyang behaved indifferently. Dong Yi and Cen Jiayin even started discussing in private, and they seemed to know each other.

"Why do I feel a bit like I am participating in the competition? Those two brats really have a contented expression." Song Liyuan shook her head and looked at Qiu Yichen and Wen Huanyang.

"No. 5 Qiu Yichen, No. 4 Cen Jiayin, No. 3 Wen Nuo, No. 2 Wen Huanyang, No. 1 Dong Yi, it's a bit worth seeing." Chen Xinyu read these rankings silently.

The host announced the rankings one by one. Every time one was announced, one would be listed on the big screen. Of course, these rankings would be synchronized to the official website.

"Let us congratulate these 25 contestants for successfully entering the third round of 'Scholarly Spirit'. Today, our second round of 'Scholarly Spirit' is over. See you at the finale tomorrow! Dear viewers and contestants Exit in order."

Song Liyuan stretched her waist, rubbed her neck, stood up impatiently, feeling uncomfortable all over, frowned and said to Qin Yaran: "I'm so tired after sitting for so long."

"There will be more tomorrow, Mr. Song, really, I don't feel anything at all, but do you know Wen Nuo? He must be a dark horse." Qin Yaran stared at the prominent name "Wen Nuo" on the big screen

"Maybe it's a dark horse. Tomorrow's award presenters seem to be Sister Yaran and Yichen. I suddenly have a little bit of anticipation." Chen Xinyu stood up and looked at Qin Yaran with a smile and said.

"What? But you are the award presenter? Oh my god, why didn't I hear you say that! It's so nice to appear on the same stage together." Song Liyuan began to tease Qin Yaran.

"Okay, don't talk nonsense, it's almost done, let's go." Qin Yaran pinched Song Liyuan's face.

"Tch, I don't know what there is to show off, and I don't understand why such a large-scale program chooses these people. Are they all dead?" Hua Yu said angrily, with an extremely mocking tone.

After Song Liyuan heard it, she turned her eyes and stared at Huayu's eyes with a straight face.

Huayu diverted her gaze, not meeting Song Liyuan's eyes.

Chao Mu glanced at Hua Yu feeling a little helpless, and said to Song Liyuan with an embarrassed smile: "It's okay, it's okay, Mr. Song, don't react like this, Hua Yu is also straightforward, you don't want to talk about who is it? Hua Yu."

When Zhao Mu finished speaking, he poked Hua Yu with his hand, and gave Hua Yu a hard look. Hua Yu had already realized that it was impossible for him to fight Song Liyuan, after all, this woman was really terrifying.

"Yeah, I'm just talking casually. It's weird to see how they voted. Why did they steal these people, right Chaomu?" Huayu talked nonsense, finding any reason to fool her.

Qin Yaran could see that Huayu had always been like this, if not for Zhao Mu, he would have offended many people.

"Forget it, Ah Li, let's go, they should be waiting for us too." Qin Yaran held Song Liyuan's hand, the purpose was to prevent Song Liyuan from being too impulsive, because she didn't know that Hua Yu would say the next sentence Some words came out to anger Song Liyuan.

"Yeah." Song Liyuan rolled her eyes, and didn't bother with these two people so much, otherwise she would lose her price just like these people.

"I thought it was so powerful, it's not that the thunder is loud and the rain is small, cut." Huayu walked disdainfully, and when she passed by Song Liyuan, she muttered something, which happened to be heard by Song Liyuan.

Originally, Qin Yaran and the others were going to go out through the back door, but Song Liyuan heard this, and when Huayu left, she shook off Qin Yaran's hand and followed Huayu.

"Ah Li!" Qin Yaran frowned at Song Liyuan and followed her.

"Flower language! You're an idiot, you have the ability to say it in front of me." Song Liyuan shouted at Huayu angrily.

Both Huayu and Chaomu were taken aback. Looking at Song Liyuan's fierce eyes, they realized that something was wrong. Zhaomu quickly pulled Huayu on and ran towards the exit.

"Flower language! Did you say something again!" Zhao Mu glanced at the flower language resentfully.

Huayu didn't speak, obviously she said something, and now she regrets it.

Song Liyuan immediately chased after Huayu and Chaomu, but they had already come out.

A gust of cold wind hits head-on, followed by deafening shouts. Fans of all families are gathered around the door waiting for the person they like to appear. Song Liyuan's fans are also here. "Teacher Song! I'm finally waiting for you!"

But the fans couldn't resist the obstacles of security personnel and obstacles, and couldn't get close to Song Liyuan.

Song Liyuan was frightened by this formation, swallowed her saliva, never thought that after so many years, she would still have such a reputation.

"Teacher Song! Sign it for me! I have liked you for seven years!"

"Teacher Song! I love you!"

"Ah Li, you are my baby!"

Suddenly, Song Liyuan was pulled by the wrist by a powerful force, dragged into the venue, and she almost fell.

"Holy shit baby, you scared me to death, I thought someone was pulling me so hard." Song Liyuan saw Qin Yaran looking at herself anxiously.

"You are the one, why did you rush up to argue with those two women all of a sudden, Song Liyuan, are you old enough? Are you still so impulsive? Why do you still want to act young and frivolous to me?" Qin Yaran stared angrily. Song Liyuan said.

"I'm sorry, I just can't see them talking about you like this." Song Liyuan realized that Qin Yaran was worried about herself, and felt warm in her heart.

"Okay, let's go, everyone is waiting." Qin Yaran gave Song Liyuan a blank look, turned around and left.

Song Liyuan strode up to Qin Yaran, helped Qin Yaran fiddle with the hair on her shoulders, and said with a smile: "I didn't expect Song Liyuan to still have a fan base. I was really shocked today, but! You didn't even give I'll have a good talk with them when I get the chance." The more Song Liyuan spoke, the more aggrieved her voice became.

"There will be a chance. You teacher Song is a legend, okay? Alright, let's go." Qin Yaran smiled.

Out of the back door, the sun was just right, the time was just right, a group of people were waiting for him, Qiu Yichen still looked like he deserved a beating, Zhong Yuan was pestering Wen Huanyang, Xu Yier looked at the three helplessly.