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Chapter Fourteen How Many Ways Ahead(2/2)

In this score, it is definitely not a bad score. Even considering that Ye Qing's creative ability did not participate in this rating - it can be said that this score is not a surprise.

Currently, there are only 10 people on this floor, which is very promising.

"Brother Qing, Brother Qing!"

This time, the little ghost waved to Ye Qing enthusiastically, but was pushed by Zhu Xingjie with laughter and cry: "What are you doing?"

Your attitude.

Although I know it is because you like Ye Qing and want to get closer to him. But now I’m calling him over, isn’t it just that he’s staying at level B?

"oh oh!"

The little ghost realized it later and shook his dreadlocks: "Brother Qing, rush up!"

"Yes! Brother Qing, go!"

“Class A!”

The atmosphere was lively, but this time, many people really thought or hoped that Ye Qing could enter the A-level—except for those who were already at the A-level.

These people know very well.

Once Ye Qing gets A-level, according to the rules of similar programs abroad, he will definitely become the strongest competitor in the C-level position in the first round - fame and momentum. He has even begun to contact the trainees who have been very popular these days.

Originally, the base was large, but now if nothing can hit him...

That would be dangerous.

...

The people below didn't say anything and looked at him quietly. Instead, the people above showed all kinds of facial features: some forced themselves to laugh but didn't smile; some looked down but prayed in secret; some took a deep breath, as if they were as nervous as he was on the steps now...

Will he stay at b?

He won't.

Ye Qing stopped waiting and stood up to the position in the middle that was being moved apart.

"oh!!!"

Once again, the audience heard "cheering" with ups and downs, celebrating his continued firmness in A-level.

The trainees who were already at level A also gathered around to hug him.

"Congratulations."

They said that the light and shadow on their faces were mottled and undercurrents were surging, as if the center point of the target had become someone.

"Thanks."

Ye Qing said that his face was as gentle as usual and his smile was full of smiles. This level A was just a parking station on his way to grow up.
Chapter completed!
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