Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping

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Some people can't replace it.

Even if you meet, it’s a coincidence, even if the story is so similar.

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Since Feng Xiao’s performance was ranked last, Luo Dian did not stay in the background, but looked at the party in front of others.

Every show is wonderful, but somehow, her thoughts can't be concentrated.

Jiang Yijun was the penultimate performance, and the moment he appeared, it attracted the screams of countless girls on the field.

This kind of scene, the year that she did not consciously sound, the boy is also so popular.

"Today, it may not be an ordinary performance for me." Jiang Yijun picked up the microphone, behind him is his music team.

He loved music since he was a child, and he set his first band at the age of eighteen.

This band has one feature: never sing love songs.

Because in the eyes of Jiang Yijun at home, he can't sing the feelings of love songs.

Perhaps it is because he has never experienced emotions, perhaps because he does not like love songs.

"Jiang Yijun, Jiang Yijun, Jiang Yijun-"

“Thank you all—” He continued with gentle and politeness: “I want to give this song to someone who wants to sing a love song for the first time. I know she is on stage.”

He didn't say the name, but his gaze fell steadily on the dust.

The next second, the accompaniment sounded.

The music is very soft, with the unique sound of the electric guitar, with his magnetic sound of the sound of nature -

Because I just met you.

It’s beautiful to leave a footprint.

The wind blows like tears,

Because I don't want to separate

......

All the people on the scene cheered and sang over and over again with his melody.

At this moment, the sight of Luo Dingchen was attracted by a flashing figure behind the curtain.

She only felt that her heart was like a slow shot, completely stunned.

At this time, the door of the makeup room in the background was opened.

Because Feng Xiao is the last one to play, so at this time the entire dressing room is only her alone.

"Dust, you..."

"Hey--" The sound of the powder cake landing, Feng Xiaoben thought that the person who came in was Luo Dingchen.

Never thought about it, it turned out to be him...

She almost stared at the man in front of her eyes, and her eyes were amazed.

"You...you...you..." She said three of you in a row, but the subsequent words could not be said.

"Help me a favor." The familiar voice of the young man slowly sounded, and the bottom of his eyes was full of black belly.

The next second, Feng Xiao desperately nodded. At this moment, the eyelids are not red.

After Jiang Yijun left the game, half of the people on the field had begun to bow down to play mobile phones.

They seem to have no interest in the last person who performed on the show, after all, the most exciting performance for them has passed.

On the left side of the stage, a piano was surrounded by curtains. Luo thought that she was going to the piano, but the field control indicated that she went to the piano on the right side.

Sitting in front of the piano, Feng Xiao slowly picked up the microphone.

She thought she would turn around and nod to her, but she never thought about it, she also spoke emotionally -

"This song, I want to give it to my most important friend." She licked her lips, her voice snarled, but she took a deep breath: "I want to tell her that her waiting will definitely There is a miracle!"

Luo did not know why Feng Xiao wanted to say this, only knowing that she had nodded to her after she finished speaking.

When she didn't have time to think, she pressed the first note.

The wind blows rain into flowers, and time cannot catch up with the white horse.

Are you still clinging to your dreams of young palms?

......

One paragraph ends and the other begins. Feng Xiao slowly put down the microphone, and his mouth raised a very light smile.

In the next second, the curtain of the right piano slowly stretched out. The juvenile's fingertips skillfully jumped on the black and white keys, and the familiar sound passed through the layers of defense to reach her heart.