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Chapter 857 Hello tomorrow? It doesn't sound good!

on the stage.

A girl was doing a talk show, which made the audience laugh.

Waiting area.

Song Ying leaned against the door and looked up at the students who were laughing heartily.

suddenly.

She took a step back, hid in the shadows, sighed helplessly, and muttered to herself.

"Why is my luck so bad!"

“Why was my last show a comedy show like a talk show?”

"Thousands of people are laughing now. What if they also laugh when I go on stage and sing?"

She stuck her head out again and heard another burst of laughter and applause, which made her feel even more nervous.

I just acted so pretentiously in front of Sister Ye Lan.

What if the audience doesn’t cry, wouldn’t it seem that my singing skills are not as good as Sister Ye Lan’s?

In short, there couldn't be something wrong with Brother Qin Xun's song.

My song is just better than Sister Ye Lan’s!

……

The talk show is over.

Song Ying watched the male and female hosts walk onto the stage.

Song Ying stood up straight, slightly puffed out her chest, and put a smiling expression on her face, then kept it there as she listened to the male and female hosts announce the show.

The male host laughed.

"Thank you all for the thunderous applause you just gave to that talk show performer!"

"He used the campus anecdotes we are familiar with to weave hilarious and moving youth stories, making our graduation party full of laughter and warmth."

"Behind every laugh are the days we spent together, which are the most shining memories of our youth."

"Once again, let's put a perfect end to this wonderful performance with applause!"

As soon as he finished speaking, thunderous applause broke out again.

Song Ying was in the waiting area listening to the host's "nonsense", her face froze with smile, and she complained in her heart.

"This host talks a lot of nonsense!"

"Why are you still trying to arouse their joy?"

"Don't delay my work!"

"If they laugh when I sing, I'm going to cry!"

The smile on her face disappeared, and she looked up at the host on the stage nervously, only to hear the female host continue speaking.

"In this night full of sadness and hope, every song is like a beacon in our hearts, illuminating the way forward."

"The performance we are about to enjoy is not only the interpretation of a song, but also a dialogue of the soul. It gently tells us..."

“No matter what the future holds, we must bravely embrace every tomorrow.”

"Please allow me to introduce the next song to be performed: Hello Tomorrow"

The male and female hosts said at the same time.

"Please welcome the guest performer - the middle school girl!"

The whole place was excited!

The students already knew the program, and although they were not sure who the singer would be, they knew that the song "Hello Tomorrow" was Qin Xun's new work.

Qin Xun knew whether it was possible or not as soon as he made a move.

Thousands of students were extremely excited and had heated discussions.

"Who is this middle school girl?"

"Xiaoying doll! Or some other female star?"

"That makes sense. Didn't Qin Xun open an entertainment company? Maybe he wants to take this opportunity to promote his own artists."

"Maybe it's Bai Yihang!"

"Bai Yihang should be the will-o'-the-wisp boy."

"Qin Xun is so proud that he made Ye Lan accept the nickname 'Spiritual Little Sister' and Bai Yihang accept the silly codename 'Willow Fire Boy'."

……

The students were very excited and shouted towards the stage, and gradually their voices became unified.

Everyone shouted Qin Xun's name in unison.

"Qin Xun!"

……

Song Ying felt a little angry when she heard the loud cheers of "Qin Xun".

When I go on stage, will you call Brother Qin Xun's name?

After all, I was wrong. Am I not worthy of them calling me "Little Ying Doll"?

Are you so disrespectful?

Make you excited and make you laugh!

Do you really think that Brother Qin Xun asked me to bring you benefits?

Do you really think I'm a welfare girl?

Anyone who doesn’t call my name must die and cry to death!

Song Ying trotted briskly onto the stage, stood under the spotlight, picked up the microphone, waved gently and spoke with a smile.

"Hello, seniors!"

"Tomorrow, you too!"

There was a burst of warm cheers at the scene.

The audience of more than 4,000 people saw clearly on the big screen that the person coming on stage was a beautiful woman with a ponytail, a yellow belly-baring T-shirt, and denim hot pants.

The waist is light and soft.

The legs were white, long and thin.

Song Ying is full of youthfulness, like a plum in early summer in June, looking crisp and refreshing.

Even though I know it tastes sour, I still can't help but take a bite.

There were more than 4,000 students in the venue, including more than 1,000 boys, who were excitedly discussing Song Ying's beauty, and the whole venue was buzzing.

"Oh my god, the little Ying doll is not photogenic! She looks much better than in the video."

"Youthful vitality exudes innocence and simplicity, like a raw betel nut. Not to mention biting it, even licking it can prolong your life!"

"Qin Xun has so many beautiful women around him, why doesn't he have any scandals? Is there something wrong with him?"

……

In the live broadcast room.

With Song Ying's appearance, the number of people increased rapidly from 20 to 30.

The gifts started to increase again.

The barrage is also lively.

【My wife! 】

【Qin Xun Xiao San! 】

[My sister’s legs are not legs, but the water along the Seine.]

[Don’t you know that she has fallen from grace? She abused animals and ignored a toad like me.]

……

School leadership area.

Director Zhao looked at the beautiful girl on the stage who was full of brilliance. The words "Hello Tomorrow" appeared on the big screen behind her. He turned to Qin Jian and said with a smile.

"This program is good. Just by looking at the title of the song, you can tell it is a good program. It has good wishes and expectations for the graduates."

“Cheer up to the graduates!”

"Good, good, good!"

"very nice!"

Qin Jian was praised so much that he wanted to sit back and cross his legs, and he started jokingly.

"As the director of the evening party, Qin Xun should be sensible. Can he keep writing songs like 'The Crossroads Where Phoenix Flowers Bloom'?"

"Haven't you been making his classmates cry?"

"They don't have any deep hatred."

"Hahaha!"

……

suddenly.

A soft prelude sounded in the venue.

The more than 4,000 graduates and over 100 leaders around the stage were still chattering about the seriousness of the matter.