The Wife Is Like Fire: the President of Hidden Marriage Is Sultry!

The second round of competition is gradually coming to an end.

Although the following players have chosen songs that are more suitable for them, they are still slightly inferior to Tang Kexin and Su Xiaoli's performance.

"Teacher Qingchen, you can go to the waiting room."

The stage supervisor personally came to the judges' bench to urge Mu Wanqing, and then respectfully and politely led her to the stage.

"Teacher Qingchen, the assistant dance supervisor here will tell you when to play." The stage supervisor ordered.

Mu Wanqing nodded, "Well, it's fine if you go."

The assistant dance supervisor then handed the tuned microphone to Mu Wanqing, and waited here with her to play.

Mu Wanqing stood bored at the side curtain, looking at the last contestant on the stage, and suddenly felt a little chest tightness and dizziness.

She leaned against the wall and rubbed her temples.

"Why, are you not feeling well?" Qiao Wei frowned when she noticed her strangeness.

Mu Wanqing took a few deep breaths and shook his head.

"I'm fine." She lowered her eyes and rubbed her eyebrows, forcing herself to calm down, temporarily suppressing the discomfort.

She should be able to hold it, nothing will happen.

"Is it too tired these days?" Qiao Wei was still very worried, "Or I will take care of it. We won't participate in the next game. Let's go back and rest."

Mu Wanqing shook his head resolutely, "It's okay, you can continue."

She came to serve as the main judge of the Ace Song Contest in order to prevent Su Xin'er from pursuing public interests in the third round of competition.

She promised Su Xiaoli that everything would be fine to her.

Qiao Wei sighed helplessly, "Well, after the game is over, we will go to the hospital for an individual examination."

The health of artists has always been very important.

After all, this is an overdraft line of life. Long-term staying up late and running around can easily lead to illness, so pay special attention.

Mu Wanqing did not respond, did not say yes but did not refuse.

At this moment, the voice of the host came up on the stage, "Next, let us invite the singer queen-Qingchen!"

The assistant dance supervisor reminded him, and Mu Wanqing smiled.

She raised her hand to tidy up her long hair like silk and seaweed, and then she held the microphone in her hand, lifted the skirt slightly, and walked onto the stage very gracefully, shining brightly all over.

"Hello everyone." Mu Wanqing's watery pink lips gently raised a curve, and she smiled sweetly and brightly.

Ye Yuchen saw this scene as soon as he walked into the theater.

Mu Wanqing raised his eyes and saw the man standing at the entrance of the theater, walking towards the VIP seats.

A pair of peach blossom eyes were dumbfounded for two seconds, a bit out of tune with the clear and charming eyes, but she quickly gathered her eyes and returned to normal.

"Today Huang Yi asked me to sing." Mu Wanqing smiled like a flower, "But there are too many outstanding players here, and I don't know what to sing. If I open my mouth and hit the venue, it will become my pot."

The audience laughed.

Qingchen always likes to joke, they know it.

"So, do you have any recommendations?" Mu Wanqing tilted his head, "I suddenly felt a little bit embarrassed. I forgot what songs I can sing well."

Upon hearing this, the students screamed.

Deng Yue looked at her from the music producer's seat, and shook his head helplessly, "It's still so naughty."

""Xian"! Of course it is "Xian"!"

"Yes, yes, the goddess sing this song again!"

Undoubtedly, the voice of the audience shouting this song was the loudest, and everyone made suggestions in the spirit of watching the excitement.