Hello, Demon Princess

"Okay, let's invite the last contestant—Miss Ye Fei Yuye." The host's passionate voice came from the broadcast in the dressing room.

"Brother, I'm playing, bless me." Ye Feiyu made a "bye" gesture to Ye Feifan, looking playful and cute.

"Don't worry, I've done all the preparations for you, don't be nervous." Ye Feifan smiled, but still couldn't hide the anger in his eyes.

kindness.Ye Feiyu picked up the guitar leaning against the wall and walked out of the dressing room.

I saw her stepping onto the stage step by step in three-centimeter high-heeled shoes, and the auditorium below the stage was already crowded with people, and there were chaotic noises and shouts from time to time.A trace of impatience appeared on the cold face, but due to some reasons, it only passed in a flash.

Facing the auditorium, two familiar figures on the judges' stage caught Ye Feiyu's eyes. They were... Yi Yang Qianxi and Wang Junkai!

And Yi Yang Qianxi and Wang Junkai felt a pair of gazes that were different from nympho, and they looked at the source at the same time, as surprised as Ye Feiyu saw them.

Isn't this Ye Feiyu?Didn't she say she didn't like participating in school festivals?Didn't the director of the Ye Group say that Ye Feiyu is not required to participate?The same question appeared in the minds of the two of them.

Looks like plans have changed.At the same time, Ye Feiyu's calculations were also crackling. Yi Yang Qianxi and the others are insiders, so they must know that I don't need to participate in the school festival. They are also judges. Since they know that I don't need to participate, they will never give me high marks , I have to think of a reason...

Seeing that Ye Feiyu on the stage remained silent for a long time, the host immediately jumped out to smooth things over: "Hehe, it seems that our Ms. Ye may be a little shy. Let's first ask Ms. Ye what she wants to perform." The host moved the microphone to Ye Feiyu, "Miss Ye, what do you want to perform?"

After being asked by the host, Ye Feiyu came back to her senses: "Huh? Oh, I want to sing while playing the guitar."

Ye Feiyu was so obsessed with thinking about things that not many people found out, but took it as evidence of Ye Feiyu's natural stupidity, because the clothes she wore today and her face with makeup are really cute!Successively won a lot of screaming.

"Then please play for us." The host continued to strike while the iron is hot.

After going back and forth like this, Ye Feiyu gradually got back on track.The host ordered someone to move a high round stool, and set up the microphone in front of the round stool.

Ye Feiyu sat on the round stool like this, with her legs crossed, the golden-red guitar lay horizontally on her lap, and her delicate hands gently stroked the strings, her red lips parted slightly, and the melodious singing accompanied her. With the beautiful accompaniment sound came to people's ears:

"Admit it's not brave, can you not leave

A lot of love can't be repeated, I should let it go

Hold an umbrella for you when it's raining on the streets

Your love becomes an obstacle and I wish you happiness

The weather outside the window is like your uneasy heart

if this is the end i hope you

Is really satisfied (hope you can listen to me)

you are my little star

hang on that day to shine

i have decided to love you

won't give up easily

Wishing bottle wandering at sea

every wish is for you

even if we can't be together

i still worry about you

......"

Selected from "Little Star" by Wang Sulong

The singing was like a lark in the valley, crisp and sweet, and the music stopped abruptly after the song was over, but people were still immersed in the singing, but the news from the logistics staff made everyone wake up immediately.

A middle-aged woman with fat head and big ears came running in a panic, her face was pale, as if she had seen something terrible, she ran to the host and whispered in her ear: "It's not good, I'm in the background Those resting contestants who finished their performances were all killed!" The host's face turned pale instantly.

It was a whisper, but the voice was not too loud, and Ye Feiyu had just finished performing at that time, and the whole venue was so quiet that you could hear a needle drop on the ground, the news was naturally known to everyone, and suddenly the venue was like an explosion. After the pot was boiled, the complacent expressions on everyone's faces disappeared, replaced by panic, and no one knew whether the killer's next target would be himself.