Goodnight Kiss from My Rumored Husband

"Good." Lin Yichan took the flower in Gu Nianjia's hand with one hand, and raised the other hand to pat Gu Nianjia's head.

Happiness is bursting.

Gu Nianjia's tears rolled in her eyes, and she quickly covered her mouth with her hands, held her breath, and did not let herself cry.

Countless eyes looked at her enviously.

I knew that the cat demon would come, and I knew it would be named by the cat demon sitting in front of the bunch of flowers.

So happy!

Only Song Feifei's mother and daughter died in anger, staring at Gu Nianjia with her teeth bitterly, especially Song Feifei, she could not wait to tear Gu Nianjia now.

This bale turned out to be in front of so many people just now, and gave her a little dignity, and gave the cat monster the flowers she was going to give her.

Hit her in the face.

She must learn this brainless straw bag in the future.

Looking at Gu Nianjia, whose emotions could not be controlled, Lin Yi was crying and laughing, and said softly to her: "Go back and sit down."

Gu Nianjia was like an obedient baby, and nodded nicely, "Huh."

She covered her mouth, choked back and sat down.

Mrs. Song questioned her angrily, "Jia Jia, that flower was for you to give to Feifei. Why did you turn your elbows outward at a critical time?"

Gu Nianjia's mood calmed down at this time. She rubbed her eyes, and then returned to Mrs. Song with an innocent look. "Don't you say that Sister Fei Fei won the championship and sent it, but she did not win the championship, so I borrowed Dedicate my goddess. "

Your daughter didn't win the championship. Blame me.

Mrs. Song was almost vomiting blood because of Gu Nianjia's words.

Due to the occasion, she could only grit her teeth and swallow it.

Lin Yiqian looked away from Gu Nianjia, returned to the center of the stage, and watched the players said, "I have been sitting off the stage just now, I have heard and seen the wonderful singing of several players."

After a very official opening remark, she directly commented, "I think Mencius Ting No. 1 has an empty voice, and is more professional when dealing with endings, and I see efforts in her."

Meng Ziting is a nineteen-year-old freshman. She is not tall and looks very sweet.

She was praised by the cat demon, her eyes were red with excitement, her hands covered her mouth, and she kept bowing to Yi Yi Lin, "Thank you Cat Demon."

Lin Yi bent her lips slightly, then looked at Song Feifei, who had the second highest number of votes, "No. 2 Song Feifei."

Changing Fifi's tone to a second tone, Song Feifei turned black on the spot.

The host reminded Lin Yichan awkwardly, "It's Song Feifei."

Lin Yi Qian heard the words, apologized and nodded Song Feifei, "Sorry for my poor Chinese pronunciation."

Speaking again, the tone remains the same, "Song Fei Fei's voice is really not suitable for the song 'Waiting'. It is too impetuous and the voice is not clear enough."

Just a moment ago, she really wanted to use Gu Nianjia's words to describe her, just like her husband duckling.

Her sharp comments made the atmosphere suddenly embarrassed.

Especially Song Feifei, his face seemed to be overstretched with hyaluronic acid, stiff and ugly.

Lin Yiqian then turned to look at the judges and teachers, with a scum in the corner of his mouth, and asked, "I don't know where they can see that she sings well?"

The comments were questioned. This was a face-scratching thing, and the judges' faces were ugly.

"That's your own song, and you definitely don't think anyone sings better than you."