On stage.

"Thank you, thank you everyone!"

After Jun Qing thanked everyone again, he left the stage with Lan Zhou and others.

"Mrs.D, congratulations!"

"Now it should be called Jun Qing?"

...

Everyone walked off the stage with a smile, and everyone had a smile on their faces.

The sadness and helplessness that I had when I took off my mask before had already disappeared.

Jun Qing is above them in terms of talent, singing skills, and musical literacy, and everyone is convinced.

Back in the background, everyone said goodbye to each other, went back to their lounge, packed up and prepared to leave.

"Jun Qing, I'll take the lead." The snow fox Xu Yang held Jun Qing's palm reluctantly, "I'm really honored to be able to compete with you on the same stage. We will meet again if we have the chance in the future."

Jun slowly opened her fingers and still reminded her: "Don't rush to leave, I'll go to your room and add your WeChat later."

"good."

Nodded to Junqing and Lan Zhou, Xu Yang walked back to his lounge with a smile.

Turning his face, Jun Qing took the initiative to stretch his right hand to Lan Zhou: "Jun Qing, please give me more advice from Miss Lan Zhou in the future."

"This is my private number, and we will contact you again in the future." Lan Zhou smiled and held her palm, took the business card from the assistant who came out, and handed it to her, "I still have to catch the plane, so I won't wait for you anymore, so I'll contact you often."

As an internationally renowned model, Lan Zhou is of course very busy at work.

Lan Zhou went back to his room to pack his things, and Jun Qing also returned to his lounge.

Zhao Yiyi had already been waiting at the door. When she saw her, she trotted over and hugged Jun Qing's shoulder.

"Sister Jun, congratulations, I...I'm so happy!"

He was happy, but Zhao Yiyi's voice was already choked.

From being driven off the stage at the beginning to being surrounded by countless applause on the stage today...

She saw Jun Qing’s downfall and honor, and of course she was the one who touched the most.

"Thanks a lot!"

Jun Qing stretched out his arms and hugged Zhao Yiyi, patting her back comfortably.

Stand up, Zhao Yiyi wiped her face with the back of her hand, and smiled and took the trophy in her hand.

"Let's go, let's go back first."

Before returning to the lounge, Zhao Yiyi reached out and pushed open the door, and Jun Qing stepped in.

Seeing Di Lin standing up from the sofa, Jun Qing was stunned at the door.

"Emperor...Fourth Brother?!"

Zhao Yiyi was shocked when she saw him.

Knowing that Jun Qing was about to walk off the stage, she couldn't wait to welcome her to the backstage exit and wait for her. She didn't know when there was one more person in the lounge.

When he walked over, Di Lin raised his right hand and handed the packed Jun Qing's backpack to Zhao Yiyi.

"Leave it to Lu Wenqing!"

"Oh, OK!"

Zhao Yiyi put down the trophy, took the package with both hands, and quickly left.

Di Lin took another step, stood in front of Jun Qing, stretched his right hand over her shoulder, and closed the door that Zhao Yiyi had not closed.

He raised his hand and helped her straighten the slightly tilted crown on her head. Di Lin's tone was deep.

"I'm proud of you."

On the stage, Jun Qing once said-

"I hope you...I hope you are proud of me."

He understood.

This sentence is his answer to her.

On the stage, Jun Qing, who had been extremely calm, finally lost himself in front of this sentence.

The corners of her lips were raised happily, but her eyes began to turn red.

It doesn't matter if everyone in the world laughs at her and despises her. What she cares the most is his evaluation.

Capturing her red eyes, Di Lin frowned with pain.

"Don't cry!"

She smiled.

"I didn't cry!"

The corners of the curved eyes finally couldn't fill the tears.

Di Lin raised his hand to hold her chin, and looked at the tears falling from her eyelashes, flowing down her cheeks to the corners of her lips.

He lowered his head and took it with his lips.

Her tears were a little salty, but soon the ones disappeared without a trace. She was still the sweetness in his memory, which made him unable to help but deepen the exploration.

...

Dangdangdang!

Someone knocked the door.

Jun Qing stood up in panic, pushed away the palm of his hand that he was holding on her waist, tidied up his clothes and hair, and gave a wink at Di Lin.

"Hide quickly!"

There were so many people in the backstage that she couldn't be sure who was outside, so she naturally couldn't let Di Lin stand here.

Di Lin frowned, but he still stood beside the door obediently.

Jun Qing opened the door and blocked Di Lin standing by the door.

When she saw the person standing outside the door, the corners of her lips raised.

"Leng Mo?"

Leng Mo walked in, raised his right hand and delivered the bouquet to her.

"Congratulations on winning the championship!"

Now that she has taken off her mask, he no longer has to continue pretending to not know her like before.

This time he came here, he congratulated her specifically.

"Thanks!"

Jun Qing reached out to receive the bouquet, and one palm stretched out her hand and took the bouquet from Leng Mo's hand.

There was a person suddenly appearing around me. Leng Mo was shocked and turned around in panic.

Seeing Di Lin, he was stunned for two seconds and calmed down again.

"Hello, Mr. Di!"

Emperor Lin lowered his eyes and glanced at the bouquet in his hand.

White rose?

snort!

"We have obtained your intention." Standing beside Jun Qing, Di Lin's tone was cold, "Now... you can leave."

"Emperor...Fourth Brother!" Jun Qingbai glanced at him, and his eyes fell on Leng Mo's face again, "Thank you, Leng Mo."

"Everyone is friends, don't be so polite. Then I won't waste your time. We'll see you at the rehearsal venue another day."

"good."

Sending Leng Mo away, Jun Qing turned his face and walked over, his eyes falling on the bouquet of flowers in Di Lin's hand. She glanced at him with a half smile and half anger.

"Don't you want to have a lot of soldiers?!"

"not good."

Di Lin took the champagne roses he brought on the table and gave them to her. He glanced at the flowers that Leng Mo gave in his hand. He put the bouquet on the table and piled up the gifts and bouquets from the fans.

"let's go!"

"I..." Jun Qing held the flowers he gave her, feeling a little embarrassed, "I don't know you can come back. I promised my brother that if I win the championship, I will come to his house to celebrate tonight!"

He had already let Mu Jinbai go on his birthday. If he broke the appointment again this time, Jun Qing would be really sorry.

Di Lin rushed back from all the way to watch her game, and she couldn't bear to leave him alone.

He walked up and took off the golden laurel from her head, and Di Lin's eyes were gentle.

"Let's go together!"

"Yeah!" Jun Qing smiled happily, "Wait until I change my clothes."

Putting the bouquet back into his arms, she changed into a casual outfit as quickly as possible, took out a mask from her bag and put it on her face.

Looking at Di Lin, she took out the spare mask from her bag and blinked at him.

"I want to hide such a handsome boyfriend!"
Chapter completed!