In the VIP room, under the arrangement of Jiang Lingfeng, Xia Ling followed Fu Yunting early in the morning.

At this time, Xia Ling sat on the sofa, snuggled up beside Fu Yunting, and was watching the real-time broadcast of the game scene through the large screen hung on the wall.

The eight month old belly is like a ball, and the whole person has become plump.

"I\'m so nervous! Why hasn\'t it been warm yet? But these people don\'t sing well."

Xia Ling commented on each singer while waiting for her warm appearance.

Fu Yunting forked a piece of fruit and put it into Xia Ling\'s mouth. "Don\'t worry, the next one is warmth. You should trust your best friend\'s strength and absolutely crush all your opponents."

"Hey, that\'s necessary. Our family will definitely enter the finals and become the champion of this competition."

Xia Ling swallowed the fruit in her mouth, touched her plump belly and looked regretful. "Unfortunately, when she entered the finals, I couldn\'t come to the competition site to cheer for her."

Time flies. There is more than a month left before the baby in the belly is going to be born.

It\'s finally ready to unload.

I\'m a little looking forward to it and a little nervous.

"If there is a replay, I\'ll watch it with you."

Fu Yunting took her shoulder and looked spoiled.

"Hey, that\'s all I can do."

Xia Ling sighed and saw that the host was introducing the contestants to appear next on the big screen.

"Husband, Nuan is coming out."

"Well, calm down and take it easy."

"Oh, I\'m not excited. Wennuan will definitely be promoted."

Xia Ling sat up straight and stared at the big screen for a moment.

Fu Yunting, who was on one side, smiled helplessly and continued to watch the game with his daughter-in-law.

At the scene of the competition, I was warm in a light blue gauze skirt, shawl and long curly hair, and my beautiful little face was made up with exquisite makeup. The whole person was sweet and gentle.

With a wooden guitar in her hand, she was applauded by the audience as soon as she appeared.

The host motioned for everyone to be quiet, introduced the songs to be sung, and then left the stage for warmth.

On the stage, warm gave the audience a deep bow and sat down on a chair.

She brought an old song "you in my life".

The guitar strings move, with pure and clean rhythm, echoing at the scene of the game.

The hoarse voice opens, but it has a sense of vicissitudes.

The pure and refined temperament clearly looks like a princess who is not familiar with the world, but the vicissitudes of voice shows the helplessness of seeing through the world.

This contrast is shocking and mixed with feelings.

At the end of the song, the audience responded warmly.

Applause and shouts continued.

Warm up and bowed again to the audience and the judges.

"Well, the warm song is really moving. Next, let\'s listen to the comments of several judges and teachers."

The host came on and switched the camera to several judges under the stage.

An Xueyan kept a cold face all the way and quietly watched the warm performance.

She\'d love to vote her No.

But at the thought of Jiang Lingfeng\'s warning to herself, she can only rest her mind.

If you can\'t bear it, you will make a big plan.

At this time, she can only make her to the finals.

However, even if she can be successfully promoted, she must add to her.

An Xueyan picked up the microphone and put a decent smile on his face.

"Warm, it\'s been a hot time. Our netizens are like Sherlock Holmes, digging up a lot of unknown stories."

There was a burst of laughter in the audience, waiting for an Xueyan to continue to comment.