Rebirth of Young Master Qingluo

An Luo stood in place and watched the straight figure go away, and finally disappeared from sight.

Unable to explain how she felt in her heart, An Luo looked at the ground outside the door in some confusion.Facing the gaze of the young man, he was unable to speak.

Louis groaned, and then asked the people next to him: "Is he very powerful?"

"Well, despite Xiaojie's young age, he is the most powerful here, and his wheat voice is approaching five thousand."

"........."

An Luo turned around, quietly looking at the Maiyin screen glowing with a faint white light, and the white light shone on his face.There is a kind of indifference between the eyebrows and eyes that sees all kinds of people and things clearly.

After a few seconds, he looked away lightly.

"Let's go back."

The sky was cloudy and it looked like it was going to snow again.It was almost seven o'clock in the big city, and there was a faint restlessness, as if cheering for the arrival of nightlife.

The two groups of people who came out to play together gathered together. They happily discussed what they saw today, exchanged their joy and excitement with each other, and laughed all the way.

An Luo didn't speak, and walked quietly, not knowing what she was thinking.Several other people didn't speak, and their thoughts were mixed.

Someone noticed it, and quietly looked at the people around him: "What's wrong with them?"

"do not know……"

When the cold wind blew, someone shivered and urged the others to leave without saying a word.

It was already very late when we returned to the hotel, and everyone didn't say anything, they picked up the script and went about their own business.

Bai Qian closed the script in her hand in despair, looked up to the sky and let out a long sigh.Yang Yang next to him was also a little absent-minded. He read the notebook in his hand for half an hour, but he didn't turn it over.

Bai Qian couldn't bear it any longer, she leaned her head over and asked quietly, "Yang Yang, do you think what Walt said is true?"

"I don't know..." Yang Yang muttered softly, looking down at the script with his head down.

"Then why don't we talk to Teacher Kim..." Seeing that Yang Yang didn't even look at him, Bai Qian silenced himself.After thinking about it, he continued: "I have no other intentions, just a little worried about the game."

Yang Yang turned to look at him, his lips were biting tightly, his eyes were a little red, and he looked very pitiful.

However, a few seconds later, he smiled softly at Bai Qian with firm eyes.

"It's okay, An Luo said, we will win."

It's okay, because An Luo said, we will win.

So, we will definitely win.

……

In the wheat room of Delicious Life, the young man's hoarse voice gradually dissipated.

He looked at the value on the screen that stopped increasing, and slowly took off the earphones.His appearance was faintly reflected on Maiyin's screen, with black hair and black eyes, he had an expression resembling that of an adult, and he was serious when he spoke.

"Little Jie, are your words a bit harsh this afternoon?" Ferguson stood behind him.

"Is there?" He was silent for a while.

"The Chinese player's performance is actually not that bad. Sometimes Mai Yin's result can't represent anything. No matter what kind of performance it is, or how skilled his performer is, these are not important." Ferguson smiled gently, The chubby face looked surprisingly pleasing to the eye: "Didn't Xiaojie always say that a really good voice must be able to move people?"

Xiaojie just shook his head, staring at the screen without moving.After a while, he left his chair and walked out of the microphone room: "Mr. Engels is coming, I'll go down and wait for him."

Behind him, there are Ferguson's worried eyes and a few large bold characters on the Maiyin screen: [4700]

Xiaojie went downstairs, and sure enough, he saw Engels and the others sitting and chatting.Seeing him, Niil waved and said with a smile, "We're talking about you, come here quickly."

"Yeah." Xiaojie walked over, gave Engels a little hug, and then sat next to him.

Seeing his absent-minded appearance, Karl asked curiously, "What's wrong?"

"I'm fine, what was Mr. Karl talking about just now?"

"Haha, Xiaojie is making rapid progress. I heard that your Mai Yin score has improved a lot."

"It's much worse than Mr. Kark."

"Don't worry, you have to experience the fun, take your time"

"Yes."

Everyone chatted leisurely. The customers in the store came and went one after another. When they talked about their joy, they laughed.The guests all knew them, and they occasionally added a few words with a smile.Ferguson also came down from upstairs, busy greeting each other.

Xiaojie listened quietly, but his mind was not on it.The cold and mysterious male voice kept echoing in my mind, the vicissitudes of life were peaceful.The young man's firm gaze and the phrase 'we will win' cannot be dispelled from his mind no matter what.

It was like a demon haunting him over and over again...

"Jack?" Englels called, noticing his distraction.

Xiaojie looked up at him and pursed his lips.After a closer look, it can be found that his clothes and demeanor are very similar to Engels.Very stable and mature, wise and strict yet polite.

It's just that Engels is more natural. The stability and wisdom in his demeanor make him look very attractive, and he treats everyone with courtesy like a gentleman.

Just like your son.

Under the gaze of Engels, Xiaojie said slowly, "Mr. Engels, have you seen the Chinese team participating in this competition?"

"Well, I've seen it." Engels looked at him patiently. The coffee in his hand exuded a seductive mellow aroma. The coffee in the cup reflected his appearance. When he shook slightly, the liquid surface rippled in circles.

"Today they came to test the microphone."

"Yo, what's the result? I really want to see it!" Karl and the others smiled excitedly.

Engels looked at him, but said nothing.

Xiaojie frowned fiercely, and said after deliberation: "Very weak."

"Really." Karl smiled, not surprised or curious, with a casual gesture.Say they don't care, but they listen very seriously, but if you say they care, they have a flat attitude.

Xiaojie suddenly felt relieved, no matter what that person is, he is just a person with poor skills, why should he care so much.

Relaxed all over, he looked at Engels: "It's obviously weak, but one of them confidently said 'we will win'."

"Confidence is a good thing." Niil smiled gently.

"What's that man's name?" Karl asked curiously.

Xiaojie shook his head, he didn't pay attention.Instead, Ferguson looked over: "It seems to be called An Luo."

"An Luo?"

"Ah."

Ferguson nodded lightly, and greeted guests when he saw them seated.As if remembering something, he turned his head to look at Engles and the others, and said with a smile, "Actually, his performance isn't that bad, it's just that he didn't have enough experience."

Xiaojie remained silent and did not speak any more, pursing his lips tightly.

Engels stood up at this time, and said to Karl and the others: "Go to Maiyin to practice."

"Ok."

Maiyin can not only be used as a machine to test one's own strength, but also a sound trainer with very practical effects.

As the name suggests, he can be used as a training machine.Maiyin detects the deficiencies in all aspects of the auditionees, and then trains them with the right medicine.

Several people went upstairs one after another. Seeing that Xiaojie didn't follow, Engels looked back at him and said with a light smile, "Xiaojie is coming too."

Xiaojie froze for a moment, then nodded vigorously happily.

"Yes!"

At the same time, in a big hotel far away from the delicious life.A slightly cold voice sounded slowly, unlike before, his tone seemed relaxed and comfortable.

There was a slight pause between the sentences, and a low smile just right.

"Who ordered you to activate it?" He was silent for a while, then chuckled, the last few words of his words sank slightly, as if he was reprimanding, but he smiled a little bit, and his tone was soft: " Is it useful to argue with me now?"

When the ending sound dissipated, he sighed again as if helpless, this sigh was long and soft, shallow, without the slightest trace of melancholy, but it seemed extremely doting...

Outside the door, Louis smiled softly, his narrow eyes were slightly closed, looking sinister and dangerous.

He turned around handsomely and entered his room, and looked at the closed door again before closing it.

He raised the corners of his mouth contentedly. It seemed that the trip to 'Delicious Life' was rewarding.

Nuo Da's corridor quickly fell silent, no one knew about this peaceful night.Here, someone got started.

Start and move towards a higher realm...

And the contest preliminaries are about to begin!