Han Meisha, unwilling to bite her lips, looks angrily at Zhou youyou.

But Zhou Youyou, like not seeing her, turned to song Fengya and whispered to him: "sorry, I'm late."

Song Fengya shook her head and gave her a smile: "no, you worked hard."

Zhou youyou's face was full of remorse: "I just failed to play a sound correctly. I don't know if you've heard it... It's my first time to play the piano on such a big stage. I haven't made any mistakes in recent practice. How can I make mistakes on stage..."

"Is it wrong? I didn't recognize it at all. I think it sounds good! You play very well

"Really? Do you think it sounds good? "

Song Fengya nodded with a smile: "Well! That's nice! "

Zhou youyou's eyes turned red and he showed a happy smile: "that's good. That's enough. I'm really happy that you can come."

Her face is still wearing make-up, a smile, like the spring breeze blowing through the sea of flowers, turned into colorful waves, layer upon layer, more charming and moving. Song Fengya looks at Zhou youyou and forgets to respond.

Zhou youyou's eyes focused on song Fengya. His cheeks burned red and he covered his face with his hands: "what's wrong with my face? I'm not used to seeing myself in the mirror when I make up... Isn't it strange? "

Song Fengya waved her hand and denied: "no, no, it's beautiful."

Being said by song Fengya, Zhou youyou's face is even hotter and his heart is beating fast.

On the other side, Korean and American yarn is completely regarded as air, so angry that it wants to blow fire.

Han Meisha shouts to them: "enough for you two! Don't you see me here? "

Her voice is not small, the audience on the side looked at her, showing a tired expression.

Han Meisha didn't realize it at all. Half of her head was in front of Zhou youyou: "I said you! If you want to chat with me, I'll be with you

Zhou youyou put down his hand and looked at Han Meisha: "this is my ticket. I remember I didn't invite you, did I?"

"But I just have tickets!"

Han Meisha is just about to take out the ticket, but Zhou youyou has turned back to the other side.

The light is very dark, covering Zhou youyou's red cheek, so that she can speak with song Fengya more calmly.

Zhou youyou asked, "by the way, what about Xiaolai? Why don't you see Xiaolai? I sent a message to you before you came here

Song Fengya thought about it and replied, "it should be in the first row, with canzhao."

"First row? I... I didn't find out at all... "

"You're so focused, I didn't see you in the audience."

"I'm... I'm so close. I'm... I'm too nervous. I dare not watch..."

"Don't be nervous. You've finished your performance perfectly. Let's watch the performance next time. Let's wait for the new year."

"Uh huh..." once again, Zhou Yougen couldn't resist it.

Wait for the new year together, together.

Zhou Youyou, blushing, turns right in front of him, trying to focus back on the stage. But there is only one sentence left in her mind, the hot stage and dynamic singing are as far away as from the sky, and the focus is complete failure!

"You Han Meisha looks ferocious with anger.

But neither of them paid attention to her, their eyes fixed on the stage.

Korean and American yarn is not amused, but also look to the stage.

After Jin Ge La Wu exits, there is a cross talk, and after that, there is a game.

In the middle of the performance, there are people going out, or going to the toilet or blowing air. Everyone is waiting for the arrival of the new year.