The top idol is not a substitute

Song Xiangsi stared at this reminder message for a long time.

It wasn't until the phone vibrated and the message notification sounded that Jian Mu came back to his senses.

The message was sent by my friend Xie Qing, asking her how the process is going.

Xie Qing can be counted as Song Xiangsi's best friend, and Xie Qing has always known about her and Yan Xuan's affairs, including the fact that Xie Qing helped her sort out a lot of materials in the past two days.

While helping, while persuading her.

Don't do it, be careful and regret it.

Song Xiangsi: [It was deleted. 】

Xie Qing replied in seconds: [? ? ? 】

[Not to her liking? 】

Song Xiangsi thought about it carefully, and to be honest, she didn't know the reason, but after thinking about it, she always felt that this reason was the most likely.

Song Xiangsi: [What do you think? 】

Xie Qing: [I think it is very good, it is a very perfect plan to get out of the order, I believe that everyone who uses it can get out of the order successfully. 】

Xie Qing lived for 29 years and was widowed for 29 years. He has never eaten pork but has seen pigs running.

In her opinion, the method and case of sorting out are very good.

Song Xiangsi silently clicked back to Yan Xuan's chat box.

After looking through today's chat records, it was confirmed again that it was a problem with this file.

On the other side, Xie Qing was still complaining to her: 【A lot of the above information I went to find a love expert, did you make her unhappy in other places? 】

Song Xiangsi also felt that it might not be a file problem.

But she couldn't figure out why.

Xie Qing: [I have two guesses, do you want to hear it? 】

Song Xiangsi: [You say it. 】

Xie Qing: [1. You are no longer useful, and it is useless to keep it. It is better to delete it so that you can continue to chase others. 】

When Song Xiangsi saw this sentence, her heart suddenly ached.

Xie Qing also realized that his words were hurtful, so he quickly made a second guess.

[The second guess is that there must be a reason for the sudden deletion of people. I asked a love expert about this file, and there must be no problem. The problem lies with you. 】

Song Xiangsi didn't want to hear her trickery, so she urged: 【Don't be tricky. 】

Xie Qing sent a voice over.

"Have you ever thought that you misunderstood what she meant? Maybe she didn't really want you to find a way to chase after that person, but just wanted to frustrate you, but she didn't expect you to actually do this, and still do it." It is so detailed, maybe she is angry?"

After listening to Xie Qing's voice, a seed called hope quietly germinated in her heart, but she hesitated to think about it.

【Then, why are you angry? 】

Xie Qing felt that Song Xiangsi had changed a lot recently, she had hinted to such an extent that she still couldn't figure out what she meant.

"It must be that she still has feelings for you. She doesn't really want to chase that person, but just wants to make things difficult for you. Who knows that you actually helped her chase others, and she was annoyed for a while."

When Xie Qing said this, there was a hint of hatred in his tone.

Song Xiangsi fell into deep thought, and her next voice was automatically playing on the phone.

"Song Xiangsi, Song Xiangsi, it's because we haven't seen each other for so long that we don't have a tacit understanding. You don't understand what I mean, or, do you have no confidence in yourself?"

"It's not like the you I know."

Xie Qing's voice continued to come from the receiver.

Song Xiangsi lowered her eyes and pursed her lips, but didn't think of a suitable reply for a long time.

Xie Qing is right.

She has no confidence in herself.

From Yan Xuan's behavior, she didn't notice the slightest liking. She even thought that she didn't deserve to be liked.

[I see, thank you. 】

Xie Qing replied quickly: 【You look like this, you must have been hit by me. 】

[You listen to me, don't try to coax, just wait and see what happens. 】

Song Xiangsi paused her hands, what she really thought just now was to call or meet Yan Xuan in person after chatting with Xie Qing.

Xie Qing: [Aren't you adding fuel to the flames by looking for her now?No matter what the reason she deleted you is, but you will definitely have no good fruit if you get together now. 】

It's better to have no good fruit than to be unhappy.

Xie Qing's words hadn't convinced her yet, Song Xiangsi just thought this way, and received Xie Qing's next words in the next second.

[Maybe it will make her even more unhappy and angry, and then affect her rest and affect her work tomorrow?Would you like this? 】

That's right, it's already late at night, and there will be a Sangong competition tomorrow, wouldn't calling at this moment interrupt her rest?

Because of her words, Song Xiangsi completely gave up the idea of ​​looking for Yan Xuan.

Song Xiangsi: [I'll treat you to dinner another day. 】

When Xie Qing saw the news, he knew that what he said just now had an effect, so he said vigorously:

[Xiangsi, let her be quiet for a few days, don't disturb her, try. 】

Anyone who reads it will say whether Xie Qing is a real friend.

But Song Xiangsi knew that Xie Qing's words must be considered from her perspective.

After chatting with Xie Qing, Song Xiangsi clicked into the phone's address book, and found Yan Xuan's name several times.

But in the end it didn't go down.

I don't know if this call can be connected, and I don't know if it will be connected even if it can be connected.

Perhaps, now she was asleep.

Her past calls only made her angrier.

Maybe, she didn't do well.

she thinks.

The next morning, the third performance of "Girl's Dream 5" began.

Before getting ready to go on stage, Wen Han glanced at Yun Xiangxiang, a student on the same team as him, and asked her:

"When the meeting is over, will all the mentors attend the dinner?"

Yun Xiangxiang glanced at Wen Han who asked her, and answered simply and clearly: "I don't know."

During this time, Yun Xiangxiang noticed that Wen Han was very curious about Yan Xuan, so he tried to find out what happened to Yan Xuan during the recording of the show.

And from time to time, he inquired about the situation of Yan Xuan and Song Xiangsi.

Anyone who is not stupid can guess what Wen Han means.

At first, Yun Xiangxiang thought that Wen Han was trying to grab resources, but later she realized that Wen Han seemed to like Yan Xuan.

But she didn't know how true or false this liking was.

Anyway, every time Wen Han asked her about Yan Xuan, Yun Xiangxiang would answer perfunctorily.

She always felt that Wen Han was uneasy and kind.

But I can't bear the fact that there are people in the team who like to answer her questions.

She didn't know after she finished talking, but Zhang Lan from the same team immediately answered her: "Yes, Teacher Wen Han, they will all go after the competition."

Wen Han smiled at Zhang Lan who answered her question: "Thank you."

Then he heard the host's voice, and said again: "Get ready to play."

After four hours, the game was over.

The total number of students has been eliminated from 30 to 20.

The remaining 20 people will go to the finals soon, and the top nine will make their debut as a group.

In the evening, the program group had a dinner together.

The singing sisters, students and instructors who participated in Sangong have dinner according to the arrangement of the program group.

Yan Xuan declined the vehicle arranged by the program group, and told them that she would meet them after she went back to her room to get her things.

Seeing her leave, Song Xiangsi moved her footsteps, and when she was about to talk to the director, Xie Qing's words came back to her mind.

He paused again, and then silently got into the car arranged by the program team.

Before entering the elevator in the corridor, Yan Xuan stopped and glanced behind her, no one was there.

Then went on to the elevator.

After the whole day, Yan Xuan felt an unspeakable depression in her heart.

When it was break time, my mind was full of the ppt with the pink cover.

The ppt made is unforgettable.

It's amazing.

After going back to the room to finish taking the things, Yan Xuan went downstairs again.

When she reached the garage, Yan Xuan heard footsteps behind her.

I snorted coldly in my heart, and didn't intend to turn back.

The moment she opened the car door, she heard a voice behind her calling her name.

Yan Xuan was stunned for a moment, but it wasn't Song Xiangsi who came.

Then she turned her head and looked at Wen Han who called her name.

Yan Xuan leaned against the car door with a somewhat impatient and displeased expression on her face.

Wen Han knew that she would definitely come to the garage after returning to the dormitory, so she was waiting for her at the garage door.

There was a distance of five or six meters between the two.

"Yan Xuan." Wen Han called her again, and took a step forward.

Yan Xuan stopped her: "Stop, don't go any further."

Wen Han stopped in his tracks, hesitant to speak.

Yan Xuan looked around and found no one else, so she asked, "Which show do you want to play?"

Wen Han was hurt by her expression when she said this, and said: "Am I so unbearable in your heart?"

Yan Xuan nodded: "Otherwise, what do you think?"

Wen Han's face instantly turned pale.

Seeing this, Yan Xuan didn't want to talk to her, and planned to get in the car.

Wen Han stopped her again, and looked at her with tears in his eyes:

"I just want to know why you did this to me."

Now she is like an innocent victim, crying for answers.

Yan Xuan stopped getting into the car.

In fact, she didn't understand why the perpetrator would never remember what he had done, but the victim would always remember the pain.

"I really have nothing to do, I swear, I just want to know the reason." While talking, Wen Han picked his pockets, in order to make her believe that he didn't have anything on him.

Seeing her anxious look, Yan Xuan thought it was ridiculous for a moment, and after a while, she asked, "Wen Han, do you like me?"

Wen Han froze for a moment, pursed his lips and nodded: "Is my liking bothering you?"

Wen Han didn't get an answer from Yan Xuan, and said again: "Five years ago, I fell in love with you when I first joined the show. You treated me very well and took care of me like a big sister."

Wen Han's confession did not cause any fluctuations in Yan Xuan's expression, only an invisible indifference.

After a long time, Wen Han heard Yan Xuan's rhetorical question.

She said: "Did you ever think that you would have this day when you were nine years old?"

Wen Han was stunned: "What do you mean?"

Her expression confirmed Yan Xuan's thoughts just now.

Perpetrators never remember what they did.

Yan Xuan said lightly: "From the age of seven to nine, I had a name, Meng Xiao."

The calm and simple sentence was like a lightning strike to Wen Han.

She paled: "How is it possible."

Yan Xuan thought it was ridiculous, yes, how could it be possible.

How can I fall in love with someone I once wanted to kill.

"If you want to reject me, just reject it directly. Why...why do you lie to me with such words."

Wen Han didn't want to believe what Yan Xuan said.

She has thought about many reasons. In the past four years, she has thought about all kinds of reasons, good and bad.

The only thing that never occurred to her was that Yan Xuan would be the "sister" who lived under her name when she was young, the girl who was hurt because of her mistake.

Yan Xuan looked at Wen Han, whose face was getting paler and paler, and knew that what she said just now was a big blow to her.

Even though Wen Han was refuting and asking questions, he actually believed what she just said.

Yan Xuan ignored her, got into the car, started the car, and drove away.