Sylvie and Her New Owner

There are quite a few people on her WeChat account. During the holidays, she can receive red envelopes from many old customers by sending her blessings in groups.

She doesn't mind having another girl among her clients.

Seeing Si Kongqing buried her head in sending WeChat with Xiaorou, Hill bit her lip full of bitterness—she knew she was wrong, she knew what it was like to look at her lover as a princess.

Hill lightly touched Si Kongqing's arm, lowered his head and pretended to be pitiful.Si Kongqing reacted, and felt funny in his heart. He was thinking about how to help her solve Mo Xue's matter, but his girl became a love brain.

Her jealous appearance pleased her, Si Kongqing didn't speak, and listened to Wen Yuyan and Han Yueru's singing with great interest.

They sang By2's "I Know" together, a song full of youthful vigor, which is just what the little girls who are with them like.People with good timbre can sing well as long as they don't get out of tune, not to mention that this song is not difficult to sing. When they put down the microphone, they received Si Kongqing's applause without hesitation.

Hill silently bit his finger, suddenly felt that the private room was tense, and ran out alone.

Wen Yuyan winked at Si Kongqing, Si Kongqing patted the sofa to stand up, and walked out, followed by Fan Yao and Xiaorou.As soon as he walked out, he saw Hill cooling his ears with the back of his hand.

When Hill saw her coming out, he was pleasantly surprised at first, but when he saw Xiao Rou behind him, his face collapsed again.

I am simply spending money to find guilt.

"Go in," Si Kongqing walked up to her, "Look at what Mo Xue and the others are doing."

Hill was a little puzzled: "Will you not bring Wen Yuyan and the others?"

"No need." Si Kongqing took her hand, "Just follow me."

After squeezing Si Kongqing's hand, her sullenness disappeared instantly.

It's just... Looking at their intertwined fingers, she felt more and more like a pure girl.

She felt that this was not good, and she couldn't control it.

It seems that there is nothing wrong.

Before he had time to think more, Si Kongqing had already knocked on the door of the private room.There was no need to wait for the people inside to respond, because she couldn't hear the knocking on the door despite howling ghosts and wolves, she was just out of politeness.Pushing open the door, the sofa in the private room was full of people, and the gradient lights were dazzling.

A group of boys and one girl.A case of beer, a table of cards.

No one didn't know the people who came in - the boys showed surprise and let out a loud exclamation, looking at today's protagonist Fu Lin:

"Tuigui, you even invited the singing and dancing old thief?"

"Okay, you pay Lin!"

Fu Lin was holding a disposable plastic cup filled with frothy beer. He was still a little dazed. If he saw Sikong Qing who had had conflicts with him for the first time, his expression was still ugly. Then it was almost ecstatic.

"Not welcome?"

Si Kongqing tilted his head and said.

"Welcome, welcome!" Fu Lin hurried forward, asking his friends to squeeze in to save a sofa, "Who doesn't welcome you!"

He looked at Hill, who was shivering a little, and asked eagerly, "The old thief knows that today is my birthday?"

Hill smiled awkwardly, showing half of his body: "Coincidentally, I'm singing next door."

His mouth was perfunctory, but his eyes were looking for Mo Xue's figure.

The only girl, very easy to find.

Sitting in a corner of the sofa, the one with deep black eyeliner, short-sleeved heated pants, and a jacket tied around his waist, with an unhappy face, was undoubtedly Mo Xue.

When she came here, she looked at the consumption level here. Thousands are the starting point. For Mo Xue, it should be a big burden, right?

"Old thief, do you want to drink?"

"No, no, no!"

She quickly waved her hands, thinking that the old thief called her embarrassing and cancer, but she didn't want to be called by her name directly, and she wished to seal his mouth with tape, "I'll just sit down."

The boys were a little disappointed that they couldn't drink wine for the beauty, but they became curious again when they saw Xiao Rou with heavy makeup and strange painting style behind:

"Is this girl with you?"

"No," Si Kongqing answered first, "it's the princess."

Some people don't know what a princess is, and wonder that there are still princesses in China in this era, but more people understand it, let out lewd laughter and start to boo.

"Damn, there really is a princess!"

"how much!"

"Can you do that?" Someone smirked.

No one speculated about their purpose of ordering the princess, they all thought it was a silly move by the eldest lady.

Si Kongqing nudged Xiao Rou with his elbow, and said softly:

"Go."

Xiao Rou nodded to her, took the microphone and sat among the boys, next to Fu Lin.

Mo Xue's face turned ugly in an instant.

What is this Sikong Qing doing here?Send a princess over?She was thinking, but saw Si Kongqing walking in front of her.

"Can you come out with me, Mo Xue?"

She subconsciously wanted to refuse, or to be tougher, but her body had already stood up involuntarily, and it would seem that she would have no confidence in refusing at this time.

"What are you doing sitting here?" When passing by Hill, Si Kongqing pulled her, "You come out too."

"Oh." Hill got up quickly and couldn't wait to leave this place of right and wrong.She glanced behind her and asked in a low voice, "Why did you leave Xiaorou in there?"

"What to do depends on Fu Lin."

Hill was startled and understood in seconds.

599 is just the price of a seat, Si Kongqing added WeChat before to instruct Xiao Rou.A group of high school boys won't do anything out of the ordinary, even touching them is considered bold, and even if they really want to push someone away, they have to pay extra.

"What are you talking about?" Mo Xue behind was very impatient, "Are you here to scare me?"

The door of the box was closed, and they looked at each other's faces, speechless.

Hill opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but felt that he would be blocked by a sentence of "it's none of your business".That's right, what does it matter to them if Mo Xue falls again?But this is what was entrusted, it was the humble prayer of that aunt, and it was the original wish for the establishment of the Ministry of Service.If they had that kind of thinking, what did the lack of volunteers in the orphanage have to do with them?What does it matter to them if Chen Ying dies suddenly in an Internet cafe?

She likes the results she gets.The deaf-mute girl named Wang Xinyi may have good memories because of them, and Chen Ying's family may be different because of them.

She wanted to convince herself that it all made sense.

She lowered her head and did not answer Mo Xue's question directly, but said sincerely and suddenly: "Fu Lin's reputation is not very good."

However, Mo Xue just became more impatient: "You have met him before?"

Hill looked at her and wanted to say why it was so difficult for your mother to raise you by herself, but he felt that saying anything was futile.Some people dote on her and others love her, so why should she look at other people's faces?No one can blame her for letting go.

"Maybe we'll see each other soon," she said softly.

Mo Xue didn't hear this sentence clearly, she sneered, turned around and opened the door to enter the box.

Hill stood outside, and the next second, he heard the roar of the girl inside——

"Fu Lin, what the hell are you doing!"

Fu Lin and Mo Xue broke up.

Hill got the news from Chen Yingna.There were quite a few boys present, and it was said that Fu Lin's hands had been inserted into the princess's underwear, and Mo Xue turned into a rage on the spot, and didn't even pay for the drinks, leaving Fu Lin to borrow from friends there.

Hill didn't respond, and gave a soft "hmm".

Mo Xue is still Mo Xue, without Fu Lin, there will be Fu Mu and Fu Sen in the future, they are not babysitters, helping once is already the bottom line.

What the future holds, who knows.

Si Kongqing who left and came back again, the systematic plot, Lianxin who confessed unexpectedly, Mo Xue who kept asking questions... She lay down on the table exhaustedly, and the most tiring days finally passed. Next, she and Sikongqing went to Suzhou and Hangzhou, It's a happy vacation, right?

The results of the mid-term exam have come down, and she got the 96th place in the exam. If she continues to keep up, she will be able to return to the second class just around the corner.

It's a pity that I don't have this opportunity, and the journey will take two months.

"The Voice of China" was finally aired amidst all the attention. The ratings of the first episode of the whole network were as high as 3%. The whole family sat in front of the TV, excitedly waiting for Si Kongqing to appear.

Si Kongqing stroked his hair, feeling extremely embarrassed.

"The four mentors are all famous." Hill sighed, and chatted with Lianxin, "Which mentor do you think Sikong Qing chose?"

"I guess it's Fan Lunting." Lian Xin stroked her chin and guessed.

Fan Lunting, an Asian diva from Taiwan, is a household name.

Listening to their discussion, Si Kongqing had the urge to cover his ears for the first time.

The first player to appear was a fat boy.Hill's disappointment was palpable, and his comments became sharper:

"Rock? I hate rock."

"There are so many body movements, can't you just sing quietly?"

"Why is he singing English again?"

She approved all the contestants except Si Kongqing. It was almost ten o'clock, and just as the show was about to end, the TV screen suddenly cut to a life video.

Her eyes brightened instantly.

This shooting location... is their apartment.

As if the king broke into the bronze nest, the girl in the camera made every audience put down their phones at a glance.

"Hi everyone, I'm Sikong Qing."

Chapter 170 Two: The Wind Blowing Into the Stage

Almost every issue of "Voice of China" will have such a girl.

She is beautiful, and her songs are beautiful, and it is refreshing when she comes on stage, as if everyone else has become a green leaf for the foil, making a large barrage of "just to watch XXX" and "finally there is something to watch".

Look at the face, in this society where traffic is king, even singing talent shows cannot be exempt.

However, a vase of flowing water is a show of iron.Such a role will often leave the stage sadly, lukewarm, and will not care about it after the show is over.Maybe it's not beautiful enough to be a vase, maybe it's not good enough to sing really well, the final winner belongs to the capable person.

But the one who appeared at the finale today seems to be different from the previous ones.