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After saying this, Su Xuan and Fu Mu both fell silent for a while. This song was the song Ning Xinyang sang when his throat was burned. I didn't expect that Ning Xinyang would sing again in the finals. This song is gone.

Fu Mu frowned tightly: "Why is this song? The program list I saw before is not this song? The key of this song is very high, and Ning Xinyang's voice can't sing."

"Can you surrender?" Su Xuan didn't understand very well, so he looked at Fu Mu, "If you surrender, you can sing, right?"

Fu Mu shook his head: "It can be dropped, but it needs to be adapted, otherwise it won't sound good."

Ning Xinyang was still wearing the white shirt and jeans, and walked onto the stage. He was almost a little nervous, pulling at the hem of his clothes all the time. Ning Xinyang had a sense of shyness that couldn't be washed away no matter how many times he went on stage. He seemed a little afraid of the scene of so many people, and kept searching the crowd with his eyes until he saw Su Xuan who was trying to shake the light sign in the crowd.

Ning Xinyang was taken aback for a moment, then smiled softly and peacefully.

Fu Mu completely broke down: "Why the hell are you still carrying this light board!! It's so big!! You fucking let the staff bring it in!"

Su Xuan said guiltily, "I told you to turn off the music." "Is it fucking about the music!!" Fu Mu lowered his voice and roared angrily, "Didn't you see the expression on the staff who just sent the light board in? You're all fucking sluggish! Don't you have the burden of being an idol!"

Su Xuan touched his nose, snorted, and said, "It's fine if you don't lift it, but Shen Chao and I can lift it together."

"Shen Chao is a fucking artist too! Don't ruin other people's public image just because he is a boyfriend!" Fu Mu was completely convinced. When he saw that Shen Chao was really serious about helping to lift, Fu Mu covered his face and hid Pretending not to know these two people.

How embarrassing fuck! !Still fucking in the VIP seat!

Ning Xinyang looked at the huge, dazzling colorful marquee light board held up by two people, on which was written - [Ning Xinyang set sail!Sing! ], in a dark auditorium, dazzling lights were shining, some people looked at the light board and laughed, and some people took pictures of the light board.

Su Xuan tried his best to reveal his eyes from the light board, and he waved his arms to Ning Xinyang who was on the stage from a distance. Su Xuan put his hand to his mouth, smiled and loudly cheered:

"Ning-xin-yang-qi-sail! Put-song-song-sing!"

"Ning-xin-yang-qi-sail! Put-song-song-sing!"

"Ning-xin-yang-qi-sail! Put-song-song-sing!"

Gradually, such voices from the audience became one, and many light boards with similar styles, but a little smaller in shape were raised up, but they all read [Ning Xinyang set sail!Sing! 】.

Up to now, Ning Xinyang also has many fans who support him. This is the final, and they all worked hard to come here to support Ning Xinyang, but they all tacitly kept the style and slogan of the fan of the ancient god.

That is, in the support of the first game, the strange light sign that Su Xuan supported Ning Xinyang, it was this light sign that made Ning Xinyang out of the circle, and became the benchmark for their fans to make Ning Xinyang's light sign .

Later, these light signs became Ning Xinyang's support signs. As long as the colorful lights were on, everyone knew that Ning Xinyang was going to set sail and sing.

But unfortunately, the mysterious fan who made a huge light board only appeared once in the preliminary round, but unfortunately, the fan's light board appeared strangely again in the finals.

Ning Xinyang's supporting fan group stirred up a little bit, and under the leadership of this great fan, they all responded and shouted:

"Ning-xin-yang-qi-sail! Put-song-song-sing!"

Ning Xinyang clenched the microphone tightly, his voice was a little hoarse, the uneasiness in his heart, resentment and inferiority, and wanting to vent his anger to prove his feelings were like being caught by a ship from nowhere in the cheers of [Set Sail]. Carried away.

His throat has not been so hoarse for a long time, Su Xuan will give him Fat Dahai and Golden Throat Lozenges, and he will also say to Ning Xinyang in a straightforward manner, "Xiao Ning, I don't know how to take care of my throat. You drink more hot water.

But even if his voice is hoarse and dry, Ning Xinyang is no longer afraid that he will not be able to sing well. There are so many people who come to listen to his singing, and they all light up the dark venue for him. If he no longer has the courage to sing in front of the crowd , he is not a qualified Ning Xinyang.

Ning Xinyang closed his eyes, he raised the microphone, took a shallow breath, and the sound of the inhalation was amplified to the entire venue through the microphone.

The prelude to the music sounded leisurely.

After only a few rings, Fu Mu sat up straight and said in astonishment: "Ning Xinyang didn't lower the key, is he going to sing hard?!"

Ning Xinyang pressed his lips against the microphone, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and his voice trembled accordingly.

"Today, I watched the snow drift by in the cold night

Flying far away with a cooled heart

Chasing in the wind and rain, unable to distinguish traces in the fog

The sky is wide, you and I..."

Fu Mu gradually relaxed again when he heard it, and he showed a naughty smile, but Su Xuan was very nervous, and kept asking him: "How is it? I think it sounds good!"

Fu Mu opened his eyelids to look at Su Xuan, and finally smiled wantonly, "It's rare for me to agree with you, a guy who has no appreciation for music."

"Ning Xinyang sings very well."

Su Xuan's eyes lit up: "Really? How good it is."

Fu Mu commented arrogantly: "It's just that if you don't take the first place, you will definitely be the one with shady scenes."

Ning Xinyang clenched the microphone tightly, he stretched his neck hoarsely and tried his best to make a sound, as if he wanted to sing all the scorching heat trapped in his vocal cords, his temples were sweating, and the corners of his eyes After he sang tears, he sang heartily on the stage that belonged to him alone, as if he was about to cry bitterly.

"I'm also afraid that one day I'll fall

Abandoning ideals, anyone can

I'm afraid that one day it's just you and me

Still free yourself, sing my song forever. "

The shaking light signs converged into a neon ocean, and someone was sitting in the corner, looking at the stage without saying a word, listening to Ning Xinyang's singing, his eyes suddenly seemed to be looking through the singing of Ning Xinyang. Xin Yang was looking at another woman who shed tears and sang in front of him.

After her throat was injured, Yun Jieying also chose to continue singing stubbornly like this, and Du Mu didn't know what she was trying to do. After all, she never walked up to the stage like this person and got so many people to applaud her.

Ning Xinyang sang on stage and got a standing ovation from the audience.

Su Xuan was jumping in the corner holding the light board, chatting with Shen Chao with a smile on his face, while Shen Chao leaned slightly to support Su Xuan, and looked down at him.

Du Mu was sitting among all the people who stood up and cheered, and suddenly raised his legs and sneered, and then clapped his hands.

He finds it funny, but also bored. It turns out that in this world, people who have been hurt by him can live better than him and smile brighter than him.

Su Xuan is like this, Ning Xinyang is like this, even a cold and paranoid person like Shen Chao can be taken out of the cage by someone.

Du Mu was the only one who was so disgusted that he couldn't get out, and he was stuck in the small western-style building where the woman left day by day, unable to get out.

Du Mu sat in the auditorium, clapped his hands one after another, and huddled in the corner to finish listening to Yun Jieying's unfinished song.

He just wanted to hear this man with a voice very similar to hers sing a song, but he didn't expect this man to sing this song.

It's a disappointment, Du Mu thought casually, but it still sounds good.

It should be No.1.

Suddenly Du Mu's cell phone rang, and he reacted for a while before pulling away from the singing and taking out the cell phone from his pocket.

While answering the phone, he walked out of the venue, the colorful fluorescent ocean was left behind by Du Mu, his side face looked grotesque and handsome in the colorful light, the shadows of Yun Jieying and Du Long were subtle on his face overlapping.

Du Mu's voice was very loose: "Wang Muzhe? What are you calling me for?"

The other side was silent for a while, before opening the mouth with difficulty: "I'm finished being questioned, I heard..."

"Oh." Du Mu laughed and interrupted Wang Muzhe, "I heard that I cooperated with the investigation of Du Taki, right? But at the same time, it also exposed that I was also involved in some illegal things. I haven't been arrested yet. It should be soon."

His tone was calm, with a lazy smile: "Anyway, I'm considered a hero, and I won't cross the river and tear down the bridge so quickly. I'm being monitored now, but it should be soon."

Wang Muzhe was silent for a long time.

Du Mu walked out of the venue. He looked up at the spiraling snowflakes falling from the dark night sky, which made the whole world seem to be spinning in front of him, with a strange sense of distortion and confusion.

This is Yun Jieying's favorite snow. I don't know if she regretted not being able to see Xue again when she jumped off the building.

Du Mu narrowed his eyes, exhaled a breath of white air, and suddenly laughed: "What, have pity on me?"

"I have nothing to be sorry for. Evil people will be rewarded with evil." Du Mu said, the corners of his mouth still curled up, "Going out to eat? Have a party before I go in?"

As soon as he said those words, a boiling tsunami erupted from the venue behind him. Countless people were hoarsely crying and screaming, and all shouted excitedly [Ning Xinyang—the number one!First! ! 】

Wang Muzhe tried his best to keep calm: "Okay, what do you want to eat?"

Du Mu's mind froze for a moment, his toes crushed the pure snow that fell in front of him, and he seemed to be in a trance amidst the noise of Ning Xinyang's victory behind him. After a pause, Du Mu said in a mysterious way:

"Hot pot, it's a bit spicy."

Wang Muzhe said, "Okay, how about a drink?"

Du Mu finally showed a loose smile. He turned his head and glanced at the venue, then turned back and said casually, "I don't want to drink any more, let's drink some hot tea."

After Du Mu finished speaking, he seemed to find it funny too. He walked in the snowy night alone in his pocket, stepped on the wet road with a low smile, and walked straight into the invisible night without an umbrella.

"It's too cold today," he said, "I just want something hot."

……

Su Xuan crazily hugged Ning Xinyang's head and frantically masturbated, bouncing around while masturbating, blushing with excitement: "Number one first first first!!"

The excitement was as if he had won No.1.

Shen Chao stood behind him to protect Su Xuan, lest this man twist his feet again.

Ning Xinyang is much taller than Su Xuan. Even if Su Xuanbeng stood up and rubbed him, he was strangled to the point of being speechless, but he still had a smile on his face. He just nodded shyly and said, "It's just Qi Student Ren made a bit of a mistake—”

"Black! Even if he doesn't make a mistake, you are number one!" Su Xuan said with certainty.

Fu Mu nodded reservedly: "I agree with that."

"Let's go!" Su Xuan took Shen Chao's hand and waved it, "We must have a good meal to celebrate! Xiao Ning, what do you want to eat!"

"Hot pot, can you?" Ning Xinyang said.

As soon as he said these words, the audience fell silent for a moment. Su Xuan turned his head to look at Ning Xinyang who was at a loss. Ning Xinyang looked at Su Xuan nervously as if he didn't know how to position his hands and feet: "No, can't you eat this?"

Su Xuan rubbed his hands, but he didn't come back to his senses, and said softly, confused and cautious: "...No, can you eat this?"

Ning Xinyang understood what Su Xuan was talking about, but he couldn't help laughing, very gentle and calm, just like the first time Su Xuan met him.

"Now I can eat it, I can eat it, the bottom of the pot is not so spicy."

After a while, Ning Xinyang scratched his head shyly under Su Xuan's stunned and admiring gaze and added, "Back then I messed up Brother Su and Sister Song's hot pot, so I'll treat you to eat today."

Su Xuan was stunned for a long time before he laughed. He showed a brilliant smile and put his arms around Ning Xinyang's shoulders: "Okay! Let's go! Eat hot pot!"

He turned his head and held Shen Chao's hand, Su Xuan turned his head to look at Shen Chao, smiled like a fool, his eyes were too bright, and shouted loudly: "Shen Chao! Let's eat hot pot!"

Shen Chao raised an indiscernible smile at the corner of his mouth, and looked at Su Xuan: "Well, I'm eating hot pot."

At the moment when the hot pot boiled, the white steaming mist rose straight up, Su Xuan quickly snatched a piece of hairy belly from under Fu Mu's chopsticks, and caught it in Shen Chao's bowl under Fu Mu's roar, Ning Xinyang was at a loss He said that he could add more hairy belly, and was at a loss as to how to deal with the situation of the hot pot battle in front of him.

Su Xuan drank a little wine, he leaned on Shen Chao's shoulder and smirked, there was still a piece of corn in his bowl, his eyes were clouded with smoke from the hot pot and alcohol, Su Xuan Pick up the remaining corn in his bowl with chopsticks, shake it and feed it to Shen Chao: "I'll eat it for you, my favorite corn."

Shen Chao lowered his eyes and obediently opened his mouth to bite the corn on Su Xuan's chopsticks, but Su Xuan suddenly shook his head frantically, put the corn back, his cheeks were naive, and he pointed at Shen Chao's nose with a serious expression and said: "You, you can't eat this, you, you, you are allergic to corn! Why, how did you forget!"

Shen Chao was startled, but Su Xuan laughed again, he leaned over foolishly, as if he wanted to kiss Shen Chao, but in the end he was really drunk, he brushed the corner of Shen Chao's mouth in a trance, and buried his head in Shen Chao's mouth. Gradually fell asleep in his arms.

Corn is thus wasted on the table.

The others drank a lot and fell asleep on the table. Su Xuan fell asleep in Shen Chao's arms. Shen Chao touched Su Xuan's sleeping outline with his palm. His eyes stared at Su Xuan for a long time, as if he was making sure that the person in his arms really existed, not just someone he imagined.

Shen Chao slowly tightened his embrace, lowered his head and kissed Su Xuan's eyes: "Good night."

My beloved Su Xuan.

The white mist in the hot pot restaurant is connected in a lively night, and the atmosphere of the new year has not dissipated. There are people gathered everywhere for this piece of boiling smoke and hotness. These gatherings and separations are gradually lost in the passing of the years. Meaning, people will forget the pain and happiness in the end, leaving only those who are by their side.

And I'm just glad that you never left me, and you always stood where I rejected you.

And whether you will also feel happy, I am also standing in the same place, never going far away, waiting for you all the time.