Chapter 213

The first popular microblog has reached 91000, and the number of comments has exceeded 20000.

[I can't believe it's live singing until I see Anwen's hand playing the piano.

[piano fairy, too beautiful]

[I've been powdered]

[too amazing, singer, Anwen]

[want to be the microphone]

[the piano doesn't ring, I'm addicted to beauty, when the piano rings, I tremble 】

[opening and kneeling]

[is the sound and picture a little out of sync]

[the sound and picture are synchronized during the live broadcast, you can watch it in the video software]

[the sound and picture are not synchronized, it's hard to see it]

[the whole process is high-energy, I'm a microphone]

[the shape is too beautiful, the dance is good, it's really a fairy]

[the fairy went down to the earth hard]

[the fairy went down to earth hard]

[Anwen can always give me new surprises]

[how can there be such a beautiful girl]

She praised her good comments with a trumpet.

The happiest thing in the world is that you find too many people praise you.

After brushing for a while, Anwen heard a knock on the door. Anwen leans in the quilt for a while and then opens the quilt and goes out.

This found that she is not in the hotel, the room is gray and simple wind, even the quilt is gray white.

She seemed to have fallen asleep in Mr. Chu's car yesterday.

An Wen looks down, she is still wearing yesterday's clothes, but it is a warm lining, sweater has also been taken off.

The door was knocked again, and Anwen went to open it.

Chu Qichen stood at the door, his face as usual light, said: "breakfast is ready, you hurry down."

"Good." An Wen lenglengleng nod.

Chu Qichen listened to her words and left. Anwen closed the door.

When I went to wash, I found a disposable toothpaste and toothbrush on the table. There were two towels, one gray and one white.

The gray one was slightly wet, but the white one was dry. Anwen thought that Chu Qichen had prepared it for her.

Before she took off her make-up, she washed it with facial cleanser and dried her face with a white cloth.

Breakfast was sandwiches and fried eggs, hot milk. It was delicious. Anwen finished her share.

"Are you free today?" Chuchen suddenly asked.

Anwen shook her head and said, "the plane will return to the imperial city at two o'clock, and the agent will go to the hotel at twelve o'clock. I will return to the hotel early."

"I'll take you back later." Chu Qichen said.

So Anwen got on the car that Chu Qichen drove himself and went to the hotel. Anwen put on her scarf and was about to open the door. Chu Qichen suddenly said, "don't forget to promise me the gift."

An Wen a Leng, thought of the thing that promised last night, way: "good."

I got out of the car and left.

Back in the hotel room, Anwen used the makeup remover to clean up the residual makeup on her face, and then took the water cream skin care products after washing.

Song Jia's face was full of joy when she came, and said to Anwen, "you're going to start preparing to perform again."

"What do you mean?"

"Spring Festival Gala invitation." Song Jia said with a smile.

Anwen was stunned.

Spring Festival Gala is the most popular party in China. It is impossible for an Wen, who is just a popular flow artist, to be on the gala. The audition of performers in the Spring Festival Gala is very strict, and the national standards, charity and morality are the key points.

It's no wonder Song Jia is so happy to have the chance to be on the Spring Festival Gala.

It's just that every year, a family will gather around the TV to watch the live broadcast of the Spring Festival Gala. If she goes to the Spring Festival Gala, she will be found.

This day is coming.

"Did you say there were any shows?" An Wen tidied up the mood to ask a way.

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