Mu Yan exited the stage and headed backstage, letting out a sigh of relief.
Song Cheng’an and Luo Yao ca up to her.
Luo Yao said excitedly, "Mu Yan, you sing so beautifully."
After speaking, she didn’t forget to hand her a bottle of water, "Here, have a drink."
"Thank you." Mu Yan took it and drank a few sips, letting out a light breath.
Song Cheng’an chuckled, "You really made proud. Back then, when I brought Xiang Lanqiu to a similar competition, she was eliminated in the first round."
Mu Yan, "..."
If you keep badmouthing Xiang Lanqiu like this, won’t she co at you with a knife the next ti you two et?
"Mu Yan, you didn’t eat much tonight. Shall we go for dinner now and have Brother Song treat us?" Luo Yao said, mischievously.
Mu Yan chuckled, "Sure, let Brother Song splurge a bit."
"Sorry, it’s not that I’m being stingy; I just don’t have the ti today," Song Cheng’an said.
"Ah, how can you do that? Mu Yan advanced today, and you’re not even going to celebrate with her, Brother Song? That’s so heartless of you," Luo Yao complained.
Song Cheng’an smiled but said nothing.
If he was considerate tonight, soone might say he was inconsiderate tomorrow.
Song Cheng’an looked at the ti and said, "Alright, pack up and get ready to head back. It’s getting late, and I’ve already sorted things out with the production team."
"Okay, I’ll go change first." Mu Yan nodded.
Mu Yan entered the makeup room to change and saw Li Xinyue, who hadn’t left yet and was watching a livestream on her phone.
Li Xinyue suddenly turned around and t her gaze.
Mu Yan gave her a slight nod and then headed to the fitting room.
Li Xinyue watched Mu Yan’s back, her eyes filled with jealousy.
"Congratulations on advancing again and receiving a job invitation from Teacher Liu Gaosong."
Mu Yan paused, turned to look at her, "Thank you."
"Do you think I’m ridiculous?"
Mu Yan looked at her in surprise, then said, "No."
"Stop pretending. I know you’re mocking in your heart for being boastful and overconfident, but I’ll prove to you that I’m not worse than you." Li Xinyue grabbed her phone and walked out.
Mu Yan watched her back, furrowing her brows. Where did all this hostility co from?
Not thinking much of it, Mu Yan changed her clothes and went out to find Song Cheng’an and the others.
The three of them headed to the parking lot. This ti, Song Cheng’an didn’t retrieve his car but took Mu Yan to the roadside, where a car drove up.
He turned to Mu Yan and said, "Take a good rest this weekend. Next week, we’ll start filming the IOC comrcial. After that, you have a few interview programs to attend, and also ’Pure Consort’ will begin shooting soon. Although your role isn’t big, the schedule is tight, so morize your lines well. I’ll go over the details with you later."
"Okay." Mu Yan nodded.
"Alright, I’ll take Luo Yao back first," Song Cheng’an said.
Mu Yan was taken aback, "What about ?"
"Isn’t the person picking you up here already?" Song Cheng’an indicated.
Mu Yan followed his gaze and saw a black four-seater sports car parked in the middle of the road.
The car door opened, and a tall figure walked over, holding sothing in his hand as he approached.
Seeing him arrive, Song Cheng’an nodded at Luo Yao, and the two of them left in the opposite direction.
Mu Yan stood in place, looking at the person approaching, his footsteps echoing in the parking lot and resonating in her heart.
His face gradually erged from the shadow of the night, appearing bit by bit in her eyes.
It’s only been about a week since they last t, but at this mont, seeing him felt like it had been a long ti.
At this mont, her mind went blank, forgetting the confusion caused by him and the complaints born because he broke promises, leaving only a budding excitent.
Jiang Jingheng walked up to her and handed her the flowers he was holding, his peach blossom eyes slightly raised, and a touch of pride on his handso face, "Congratulations, Miss Sunflower."
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