Lin Muci's drumming was utterly exhilarating!
A system prompt sounded in her ear.
Host, Ling Qianhe is right below!
Lin Muci couldn't help it. Her drumstick clattered, falling directly to the floor.
She instantly wanted to flee!
But after calming down, she realized.
She had no reason to run.
Ling Qianhe couldn't possibly recognize her. She wasn't using her past face now!
Just treat him like a fart!
Thinking this.
Lin Muci felt much more self-assured.
She jumped off the stage and went to look at the person in charge of reviewing audition qualifications. She said.
Is it okay?
Compared to the singing and dancing of ordinary trainees, the drums certainly counted as a very good talent.
Moreover, if one understood the drums, they could develop towards a band in the future.
So the few interviewers on the other side discussed and felt Lin Muci was very good and had potential.
The young girl was also quite attractive, standing at 1.67 meters, with a face like the school crush from first love, pure and cold, yet with a hint of feistiness.
If she really became a trainee, there was still a chance of debuting.
So the interviewers directly nodded and passed her.
Lin Muci was filling out a form nearby, unaware of the commotion behind her. Just as she finished the section on family background, she saw a slender hand gently pick up the form in front of her.
The white paper was spread out before him.
The noisy sounds behind her grew louder.
And then Lin Muci finally heard clearly.
It's Brother Qianhe!
Didn't they say Brother Qianhe wouldn't appear during the auditions?
Why would Brother Qianhe come!
Damn it, he's actually going to watch that girl who plays the drums! I'm so incredibly jealous of her!
Lin Muci held her breath. She put on an act of being naive and looked up, meeting the gaze of the young man.
Ling Qianhe wore a black mask, with black bangs covering his eyes. A white shirt fluttered in the wind, making him look like the exemplary student from school.
He wasn't pressing against her in the villa, his eyes burning red, with that unhealthy look as if he wanted to devour her to the bone.
Whenever he appeared in public.
He was always elegant.
Gentle, a perfect man who felt like a beautiful dream.
He was a born good idol.
But for her, a nightmare and a trial of desire!
Your name is Lin Muci?
Her name was on the registration form.
Lin Muci looked up. The girl's eyes were like water, bravely meeting his gaze. Da Feng Novel Network
Is there a problem with my name?
The system was gloating in Lin Muci's mind.
Oh ho~ Host, you've been discovered by this villain. Host, are you really so confident that he won't recognize you?
The young man opposite her had clear, cold eyes that were slightly reddened.
He was truly too handsome.
His eyes were exquisite, his features like a painting, his dark pupils looking at her face, and a hint of lost pain seemed to flicker deep in his eyes!
He said.
There is no problem.
I just think this name sounds very nice.
He seemed to let out a fragmented sigh.
It's not her.
It's not Sister Muci. This little girl isn't Lin Muci.
She didn't look like Sister Muci, and her age didn't match. This little girl in front of him was at most seventeen or eighteen, a little younger than him, pure as water, with innocent and kind eyes, but not the person he liked.
He clearly saw Lin Muci's face and turned to leave.
Meanwhile, the fans outside were rushing forward.
The security guard couldn't stop them, and a chubby girl directly lunged towards Ling Qianhe!
She was about to tackle him!
Ling Qianhe retreated.
And other girls were squeezing towards Lin Muci.
Lin Muci had nowhere to retreat and was forcefully pushed into Ling Qianhe's arms!
Lin Muci:
Damn it!
If it weren't for the possibility of media being present, she would have already blurted out curses!
However.
The young man behind her seemed to have really lost a lot of weight.
Previously, Ling Qianhe definitely looked slim in clothes and muscular when undressed, with perfectly shaped abs.
Now, he seemed to be so thin it was unsettling. It was only because he was wearing a loose white shirt that it wasn't obvious, making him seem to carry an ethereal aura, becoming even more delicate and moving.
But Lin Muci felt like her back had been hit by a knife, causing her pain.
Ling Qianhe coldly pushed Lin Muci away!
Don't let his thinness fool you, his strength was astonishing.
After all, he had the strength to easily lift her and toss her onto the bed.
Ling Qianhe said indifferently.
Sorry, I have to go.
See you all next time. I'm fine, don't worry.
The fans were on the verge of losing control.
After all, he hadn't appeared in public for a long time.
The fans were emotionally charged, shouting his name frantically!
Bodyguards protected Ling Qianhe. As he turned to leave, amidst the noisy background, he suddenly thought of something, turned back, and said.
Oh, right, your drumming is very good.
As Ling Qianhe left, the crowd quickly dispersed.
Lin Muci squatted by the roadside waiting for Uncle Li, her family's driver, to pick her up.
However, there were too many people before, so Uncle Li had to park the car a bit further away.
Lin Muci waited anxiously.
Thinking about it, she slipped into the adjacent luxury hotel intending to order a cup of coffee.
She took a number at the hotel's coffee shop downstairs and was waiting for her coffee in the hotel lobby when she saw a young man wearing sunglasses walking out of the elevator.
Hoodie, mask, sunglasses, all complete.
He glanced at Lin Muci from afar, and the next moment, right before Lin Muci's eyes, this young man suddenly collapsed!
Lin Muci was stunned.
What the hell?
Didn't Ling Qianhe leave?
He didn't leave Hengcheng Resort Hotel?
And the system prompted in her ear.
Ling Qianhe's current life points are only thirty percent!
Host, look, will you save him or not?