After the wrong marriage, I can't leave

The hug came so suddenly that not only Song Linchu, but even the audience fell silent for a moment.

Fortunately, the boy hugged him and ran off the stage covering his face. In addition, Song Linchu had a big heart, so he was not affected much by this. He hugged the rose and continued to sing in the next section.

The roses were as bright as fire, and became the best embellishment on the stage, adding more color to him.

The girl holding her mobile phone in the audience wanted to take a picture of his face with her mobile phone.

Tan Mingqing, who was waiting for Su Zhan's grades, was squeezed among these girls, with complicated expressions on his face.

When Su Zhan amazed the audience with his women's clothing, he was proud of it and wanted to announce to the world that this was his boyfriend and how good-looking his boyfriend was in women's clothing.

However, he never expected that the next one would be Song Linchu, his ex-boyfriend.

The comedy effect is full.

He knew that Song Linchu was good-looking, and he fell in love with him at first sight because of his good looks, but standing on the stage, Song Linchu not only had outstanding looks, but his whole body was as dazzling as if he had been gilded.

He doesn't need those grandstanding tricks, where he is, the focus is there.

Tan Mingqing stared blankly at the people who sang indulgently on the stage, recalling the few months when the two were together, it was like a dream.

He had a doubt for a moment, did he really have such an outstanding person back then?

Soon, the song ended, and there were bursts of screams around him, comparable to a star concert scene. A girl in the row in front of him was screaming, "School girl, you are so handsome, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh". Let the atmosphere of the scene get out of control.

But Tan Mingqing felt that his heart became empty like the gradually weakening accompaniment sound.

He clenched his fists tightly, but he couldn't suppress the regret and sorrow that spread in his heart.

Song Linchu came off the stage with a rose in his arms. Several contestants who were behind Song Linchu stood at the entrance of the stage after watching the performance. When they saw Song Linchu come down, they all applauded.

"Song Linchu, you are so handsome in singing!" A girl said excitedly while taking pictures of him with her mobile phone.

Song Linchu smiled and said, "Thank you."

His face was slightly hot because of the high adrenaline of the performance on stage, and several girls couldn't look away.

A girl with a straightforward personality couldn't help but blurt out and ask: "Senior, do you have a date? If not, what do you think of me?"

Song Linchu was stunned for a moment, then politely said: "Sorry, I have someone I like."

Several girls suddenly looked disappointed.

Song Linchu nodded at them, then walked to the place where he put his coat, put down the rose, and when he was about to pick up his mobile phone, he met Su Zhan's eyes in the makeup mirror.

Su Zhan's eyes had long since lost the vigor and vigor just now, and there was a backlog of dark and unclear emotions in his gaze.

Song Linchu smiled at him provocatively, and the emotions in Su Zhan's eyes leaked out like a tide, resentment, unhappiness, and a bit of jealousy.

Su Zhan really didn't expect Song Linchu to sing so well.

He originally thought that he could win by surprise and crush him severely in terms of popularity.

Only now did he realize that he had completely underestimated Song Linchu's popularity and strength. Instead of crushing him, he seemed to be a warm-up, and became Song Linchu's foreshadowing.

But fortunately, this competition is to select the top 10 contestants to advance, no matter how good Song Linchu is, he can only take one promotion spot.

Just as Su Zhan was thinking this way, the host had already finished his previous lines and began to announce his score.

"... Now announce the scores of No. 28 student Su Zhan. The scores given by the five judges are 8.9 points, 9.1 points, 8.5 points, 8.2 points, and 8.8 points. The highest score of 9.1 points is removed. After removing the lowest score of 8.2, Su Zhan finally scored 26.2 and is currently ranked 10th, congratulations!"

Su Zhan: "........."

What did he think of it just now? No matter how powerful Song Linchu is, he can only take one promotion spot.

But he is now ranked 10th, stepping on the promotion line, as soon as Song Linchu's score comes out, he will be squeezed to No. 11 by Song Linchu!

To put it bluntly, it was Song Linchu who eliminated him.

Su Zhan stomped his feet angrily.

He can accept losing, but not this way!

Of course, Song Linchu also heard the results broadcast by the host. Looking at Su Zhan in the mirror, whose face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, he almost laughed out loud. The depression accumulated in his heart from Su Zhan for a while was swept away, and he felt refreshed instantly. Cool.

He opened WeChat, skipped the message [604 is clean and hygienic], and opened Tanyue's chat box.

Xiao Songlin: Brother!

Xiao Songlin: I finished the performance, did you watch it, did I sing well~

Little Pine Forest: (The little fox is shy.gif)

Tan Yue: Better than the last one.

Xiao Songlin:? ? ?

Xiao Songlin: (crying loudly) I beg you for a long time to download the app to watch me sing, but others don’t even need to open their mouths, you just watch.

Xiao Songlin: (grievance) (grievance) (grievance)

Xiao Songlin: No more love, destroy it.

After Song Linchu sent these four messages in a row, he quit WeChat directly, losing interest in chatting.

It's not that he's hypocritical, it's mainly because Su Zhan snatched Tan Mingqing away before, or because he was bewildered by all kinds of women's clothing.

Since Tan Yue is the same face control as Tan Mingqing, the uncle and nephew may also have the same preferences.

Thinking that Tan Yue was also attracted by Su Zhan's move, he vomited.

Dog man, roll over!

His results won't come out until the girl on the 30th has finished performing. Song Linchu didn't want to wait backstage, so he planned to go to the auditorium to find Li Chang and the others.

He took the coat, but had trouble with the large bouquet of roses.

He would not throw away such a large bouquet of roses, nor would he take them away.

"Song Linchu, are you leaving now?" Zhou Kexin walked through another backstage lounge where scores were counted, saw Song Linchu pick up his coat, and asked him.

"I'm going to the front to find roommates."

"Oh," Zhou Kexin couldn't hide the excitement on his face, "Your performance this time is even better than I expected. I checked the score and it's a solid number one."

Song Linchu forced a smile and said, "If you didn't reveal it like this, there would be no surprises at all."

"Is there any difference between knowing from me and knowing from the host? The judge teacher said that you are very professional. Have you ever learned to sing?"

Song Linchu said: "My mother used to be in an art troupe, so she's been exposed to it."

"No wonder! It turns out that you have good genes, so we will entrust you with the glorious task of defeating Hangda. You are the hope of our whole village!"

Song Linchu: "..."

"I'll try my best," Song Linchu said with a dry laugh, "Sister, would you like to help the whole village hope to deal with this?"

Song Linchu looked at the roses on the table.

"Oh, speaking of this, we didn't expect that someone would rush up to deliver flowers, but don't worry, this kind of thing will never happen in the future."

Song Linchu nodded: "Then please entrust the flowers to senior sister, thank you senior sister!"

Saying that, without waiting for Zhou Kexin to agree or refuse, Song Linchu ran away in a flash.

Li Chang and the others were going to sneak away after Song Linchu's grades came out, but Song Linchu didn't go in and waited for them at the gate of the auditorium.

Contestant No. 30 finished singing quickly, and the host announced the results of contestant No. 29, that is, Song Linchu. Sure enough, as Zhou Kexin said, he got a high score of 29.5 points, pulling out No. 20.7 points, and was the only one with the highest total score. Got 29 of them.

There was another scream.

There are only 5 contestants left behind him, all of them are old players who have participated in previous competitions, and their results are not outstanding, so there should be no suspense for the first one.

Li Chang and the others were happier than Song Linchu himself, and He Wenyan even gave Song Linchu a big hug as soon as he came out.

"Awesome brother, hang Su Zhan." He Wenyan patted him on the shoulder and said.

Gao Yuan raised his eyes, and said solemnly: "I just want to interview Tan Mingqing about that scumbag's mood."

Li Chang put on a sad expression: "I regret it now, I regret it very much."

Several people sang together like sand sculptures, and even Li Chang's girlfriend, who was always beautiful and quiet, was amused by them.

Enough laughing, He Wenyan waved his hand and said, "Let's go, brother treats you, let's celebrate."

Song Linchu hurriedly said, "No, I'll just ask."

"Then how can it be, brother is not short of the money, you are welcome, listen to me, go!" He Wenyan said domineeringly.

They are very familiar with these people, and after hearing what he said, they didn't refuse, and a group of five went off-campus together.

A few people directly found a barbecue restaurant to have skewers. During the period, under the coaxing of He Wenyan and the others, Li Chang's girlfriend called some girls from her dormitory. Four men and four women gathered at a large table, eating and drinking happily. Very enjoyable.

There was a girl who was obviously very interested in Song Linchu and kept flirting with him, while her other roommates were also teasing them.

Song Linchu was a little embarrassed, so he quickly found a reason to call and ran out.

Thick frost should fall tomorrow, and the wind outside is bitingly cold, blowing on the body, and it is very cold.

Song Linchu stood on the side of the road with his mobile phone, saying he was making a call, but in fact he had no one to call at all. Others might still be able to call home, but he didn't even have a family.

He swiped aimlessly on his phone a few times, and opened WeChat again.

There are three red dots on Tan Yue's profile picture, indicating that the other party has sent him three messages, and the one he can see without clicking into the chat box is a question mark.

This simple and irritating question mark made Song Linchu not want to go in and read the other three messages, so he quit WeChat again.

"Dog man!" Song Linchu cursed in a low voice, with grievances in his voice that he didn't even realize.

At this moment, the mobile phone in his hand buzzed and vibrated. Song Linchu picked it up and took a look. It was an unfamiliar local number.

Song Linchu hesitated for a moment, then answered.

"Hello."

"Hello, is this Mr. Song Linchu?"

"Ah you are?"

"Hello, Mr. Song, I'm from the flower delivery shop here. You have a fresh flower. I delivered it to the school gate. The guard said that I need an ID card to go in. I was in a hurry and forgot to bring it. I can trouble you to come out and get it." for a while?"

"?" A question mark appeared above Song Linchu's head, "I didn't order flowers."

"A gentleman surnamed Tan ordered it for you."

Song Linchu's hand holding the phone tightened.

Mr. Tan?

Could it be Danyue?

It can't be Tan Mingqing.

"Mr. Song?"

"I'm here," Song Linchu took a deep breath, suppressed his heartbeat that became a little faster for a moment, and said, "I'm about 200 meters to the right of the school gate, in front of a barbecue restaurant called the main roaster, you can send it here .”

"Oh, alright."

After Song Linchu hung up the phone, he waited at the door of the barbecue restaurant.

Five minutes later, a small white car drove over and stopped at the door. A little brother poked his head out of the car window and asked, "Is this Mr. Song?"

Song Linchu nodded.

The little brother hurriedly got out of the car and carefully took out a bouquet from the back seat.

After Song Linchu saw the bouquet of flowers clearly, he was stunned.

It is not accurate to say that it is a flower, because there is not a single flower in this bouquet, but a bunch of cute little dolls, and they surround a little man in a white suit in the middle.

The villain held a small golden microphone in his hand, and made a singing posture, like a little prince being held by the stars.

Song Linchu's lips moved.

"Originally, the customer asked for a villain in a black dress, but we went to more than a dozen shopping malls overnight, and only bought this one in a white suit," the flower delivery boy said apologetically, "I'm sorry."

"No, it's okay." Song Linchu didn't know what to say for a moment.

"If there is no problem, you can sign for it."

Song Linchu signed the form, and after the flower delivery boy left, his eyes fell on the bouquet, and he saw a kraft paper card next to the little doll.

He took it out, and the words on it should have been written by the little girl in the flower shop, with beautiful handwriting: Congratulations on being number one.

Signed: Tan Viet.

Song Linchu: "..."

There is no one left with such a straight man's message.

But I don't know why, with just a few short words, the depression in Song Linchu's heart was swept away, and an emotion called joy spread from the bottom of his heart.

Holding flowers in one hand, he took out his mobile phone with the other. After standing here for a while, his hands were already frozen, and he clicked several times before unlocking the screen lock awkwardly.

Song Linchu clicked on WeChat, and now entered Tanyue's chat box without hesitation, and saw all the contents of Tanyue's three messages.

Tan Viet: ...

The second one was posted 5 minutes later.

Tan Yue: I didn't watch it, I clicked in when you were waiting, and I couldn't appreciate it.

The third is more than ten minutes later.

Danyue:?

Song Linchu: "..."

So this is ah......

Song Linchu's eyes lingered for a few seconds on admiring the few words, always feeling that these four words are beautiful no matter how they look.

But such a comparison makes him seem very hypocritical.

At that time, he was also dizzy, thinking that Tan Yue, like Tan Mingqing, liked Su Zhan's style.

It's all Tan Mingqing's fault!

Song Linchu pursed his lower lip, moved his stiff fingers, and sent "brother" tentatively.

Minutes passed with no response.

Song Linchu looked at the time, it was almost eleven o'clock, Tan Yue was a patient, so he must be asleep by this time.

While he was thinking this way, the words "The other party is typing..." appeared above the chat box.

Song Linchu was overjoyed, waiting for Tan Yue to reply to him.

However, the prompt only appeared for a few seconds before disappearing, and no new messages appeared in the chat box.

Song Linchu had no choice but to do it himself.

Xiao Songlin: Brother, I have received the flowers you sent!

"The other party is typing..." appeared above the chat box again. A few seconds later, a new message finally popped up in the chat box.

Tan Yue: Oh, I forgot to cancel it, just throw it away.

Song Linchu: "..."