Chapter 283

The concert is held in the auditorium. It is a contest between the students of the two schools.

Qiao Xinyao thinks that this is not fair. Almost every student of Huarui and elites has a skill they are good at, and they all have famous teachers to guide them.

However, this is decided by the University Alliance and them, Qiao Xinyao will not meddle.

The details of the competition have been confirmed, and the judges are all professionals.

All Yan Zhiyuan and Qiao Xinyao have to do is stay in the control room or the rest room on the second floor.

There is a large platform on the second floor, with no seats. Behind it is the control room of the small auditorium facilities, and beside it is a luxurious rest room.

The dressing room and rest room of the cast members are on the first floor, and there are usually only a few control personnel and then the supervisor here on the second floor.

Qiao Xinyao is very helpless. She moves her wheelchair and looks around in the control room. There are few people, except Yan Zhiyuan, who she doesn't know. He still ignores her.

She does not understand, Yan Zhiyuan in the end is not a man ah! It's good to have something to say, and even hold back and ignore her.

In front of Yan Zhiyuan's serious back, Qiao Xinyao turns a white eye and walks out of the control room in a wheelchair.

Yan Zhiyuan watched her leave and didn't care too much. He continued to talk to the control personnel.

Out of the control room, Qiao Xinyao felt that the air was different.

Walking around on the platform on the second floor, I thought not to take a wheelchair, but I had to go back when I thought of Jorie's warning.

The platform on the second floor is directly opposite the stage downstairs, and it seems that there are other rooms for storage on both sides of the platform on the second floor.

Originally Qiao Xinyao just came out to breathe, and did not want to go too far, but she suddenly felt a breath of killing, and this breath is still on the second floor.

Pushing the wheelchair, Qiao Xinyao goes to the row of four rooms on the right side of the platform.

Every room seems to be locked. When Qiao Xinyao came to the first room, she didn't feel anything, so she continued.

Until she came to the third room, the breath seemed to suddenly disappear.

The corners of his lips rose, and there was an ironic radian on his face.

She can now confirm that there is a man in the third room.

People! There is always a sense of crisis. That person should feel that no one in this school can feel his breath, so there is not too much convergence.

And Qiao Xinyao suddenly came over, let him don't know what she really found, or just happened to come over.

So before, he was observing Qiao Xinyao. When Qiao Xinyao came to the third room where he was hiding, human instinct made him unconsciously hide his breath.

As if nothing had happened from the third room, Qiao Xinyao went to the fourth room, pushed the door, did not open, she turned back.

At this time, there was already a steel needle in her hand. Qiao Xinyao sneered and turned the steel needle in the keyhole a few times. The door of the fourth room, which was originally locked, was opened.

Qiao Xinyao pushed the wheelchair into the fourth room.

This room is full of clothes and more than 100 square meters of space.

Therefore, some clothes have fallen on the ground. Qiao Xinyao presses the automatic button on the wheelchair to let the wheelchair spin on the ground.

And she also stood up, although the old Dean wanted to cast her, but she felt that it was too uncomfortable, and she promised not to move, so there was no problem.