"Are you sure?" Qin Jian knew that Duan Ran wanted to see himself watching the finals.

at this time.

Suddenly there was a delicate cold feeling in his left hand.

"Watch the game."

Between the seats of the two people, Duan Ran held half of Qin Jian's palm, but his eyes turned to the stage, "Be serious."

Qin Jian was startled, then he couldn't help but curl his lips, and his eyes drifted towards the will-o'-the-wisp on the stage.

...

time gradually passes

The show ended as one contestant after another took the stage.

"The final is the final."

No matter from the selection of the players' repertoire or the depth of their works, they are completely different from the preliminary round.

And in comparison with the youth group, each player in the youth group has his own style of performance.

"Um--"

"It's a matter of style."

"This might be a new topic to start."
Chapter completed!