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She Miao and Qiu Ning, who were backstage, were so excited that they couldn't control themselves and jumped up and down. The two of them held their small hands together as they roared wildly at the stage.

"AHH! Mu is too handsome!"

"I'm your number one brainless fan!"

Qiao Mu's singing filled them with endless imagination. She could sing sad songs, she could sing melodious songs with great rhythm. She could sing charming and fiery songs, and she could also perform skillfully. She was like a treasure that they had yet to unearth. You never knew what surprises she would bring you in the next second.

This time, she only chose the guitar, which was different from the serene Anya who played the piano just now. Right now, she was like a scuttling monkey, hugging the guitar as she ran from one side of the stage to the other. Her actions, her roars, heavily impacted the vision and hearing of everyone present.

Dazzling lights, strong rhythm, and easy songs made people's blood boil, and the hormones on their kidneys throbbed. They all felt like they were going crazy.

Especially this song. If we don't go crazy now, we'll be old. It's practically singing out their thoughts. Even the judges on the judges' seats are sighing. It really goes to the heart of a person.

They began to sing along with Qiao Mu. Slowly, Qiao Mu's performance turned into a chorus. Everyone stood up and followed Qiao Mu's tempo.

Ever since Qiao Mu had taken off her hat, the smile on Xi Muqiao's handsome face had disappeared. He gnashed her teeth as she looked at the little bastard's grey hair, feeling a burst of excitement from both sides of her temples.

"Little bastard, you really dare. If you don't go crazy now, you'll age. You're f * cking old now!"

After the perfect silence, she panted violently, a few beads of perspiration forming on her forehead. She hugged her guitar as she stared blankly at the audience. It wasn't that she didn't react, it was that she forgot to react.

After listening to this song, everyone was deeply immersed in the excitement, unable to extricate themselves. Everyone loudly shouted Qiao Mu's name, from disordered to uniform, as countless voices joined together to form a single voice, striking at Qiao Mu's eardrums and soul again and again on the stage.

These unified shouts resounded throughout the entire performance hall, making Qiao Mu's heart feel as if it had been electrocuted as it trembled.

She returned to her senses and gave a deep bow to the audience. Brilliant ripples appeared on her face as she suddenly realized that she had really fallen for this stage!

In the backstage, Qiu Ning wiped off Qiao Mu's sweat with her lousy legs. She Miao hurriedly put on the cotton clothes for her, while Shao Bin attentively offered warm water to her.

"Idol Mu, I will serve you."

The enchanting beauty put the phone back into her silver Gucci bag. Even someone like her, who was used to watching star shows, had a whole new level of respect for this little girl.

It was hard to imagine that such a small body actually contained such a huge amount of energy. She felt that Qin Zhan must have liked Qiao Mu a lot because their musical performances were too similar.

Qiao Mu took a long gulp of water and stuck out her tongue. She took a few deep breaths.

"Oh my god, I'm so tired."

She Miao was patting her shoulder, her voice filled with excitement. "Mu Mu, this time you have so many fans. I have a premonition that you're going to be popular in our school, haha."

Qiao Mu was silent for a few seconds before narrowing his eyes at her. She gave a cold snort, "I don't care about fire or not. As long as I can ruthlessly trample on Chang Yao, it will be the greatest assurance of my week of hard work!"

"Definitely. You should rest first. There are still a dozen people there. The results will still be very long."

Qiao Mu nodded and turned to walk towards the lounge.

After seeing the performance, Xi Muqiao walked out of the auditorium. He first called Left-wing, who was in the office, and told him to bring his car out of the auditorium.

Not long after, the left wing of the group arrived with Xi Muqiao's slutty Budweilon. Fortunately, the students were all watching the performance inside, or else they would have been preparing for the final exam. The entire campus was empty, or else they would have been watching from the sidelines.

After getting into the car, he took out his cell phone and called his wife.

Qiao Mu was still calming down. Qiu Ning pushed open the door with a bang and immediately started shouting. Her silver phone swayed in her hand.

"Mu Mu, hurry! Your husband called you!"

Qiao Mu was startled, she kicked the door shut and went to cover her mouth. "Lower your voice Big Sis, you wish others would know that I'm already a young married woman!"

She fished out her phone. After not seeing him for more than ten days, she really did miss him. This old scoundrel, he even called her to ask if she had eaten well or not, if she was thin or fat!

'Pui! Am I a masochist? I clearly know that old man has such a bad temper and such a vicious mouth! ' However, she still missed him a lot!

She called out crisply, "Uncle."

"I'm at the entrance of the performance hall. Come out."

Qiao Mu jumped up and almost threw her phone out of her hands. Ah ah ah ah, Uncle was outside the performance hall? Then did he see her own performance?

She tossed aside the bold words she'd spoken about not seeing him for the past month, tilted her head, tucked her cell phone between her head and shoulders, and quickly put on her coat with both hands.

"Uncle, wait for me, I'll be right there!"

The moment she stepped out of the performance hall, she saw that dazzling Bugatti Wyvern quietly parked not far away. Seeing that she had arrived, she flashed her car lights twice, pursing her lips like a thief and looked left and right, oh yeah! No one was there. She ran to open the door and got in.

When she got into the car, she impatiently asked, "Uncle, are you here to see me perform?"

Mubai Qiao cast a cold glance at her little face that was like a flower. "Un."

"Then what do you think of my performance?"

Qiao Mu bared her white teeth as she smiled brilliantly. Her big eyes blinked as she looked at Xi Muqiao like a child waiting to be praised.

He cleared his throat, his expression still as calm as before. "Other than this head of white fur, I'll give you the rest."

Qiao Mu's cheeks puffed up. Her small hand grabbed at her hair as she pouted and rebuked, "Uncle, are you colourless? This is grey. It's the most popular granny now. I think it's pretty good looking."

Xi Muqiao's sharp eyes darted over and coldly opened his mouth, "If I say it's not good, then it's not good!"

Qiao Mu's lackadaisical nature flared up and her small hands tugged at the sleeves of his coat. "Good, good, good. Not good, not good!"

"…"

Qiao Mu placed her leg on Xi Muqiao's leg. Her small body twisted into eighteen curves as she leaned against the window to look outside at the rapidly retreating scenery. She frowned and spoke with a dismal tone.

"Uncle, my championship prize money is 10,000 yuan and that's all."

Xi Muqiao was helping her rub her calves. She was still wearing the red, torn pants he had worn during the performance. They were thin, revealing his knees, and her calves were ice-cold.

"You sure are confident. What if you don't win?"

She sat up straight and glared at him, rubbing her legs against his body, extremely dissatisfied with his way of asking, "Definitely, I'll crush her into dregs just with my piano. Uncle, tell me, am I the one who played the piano better or her better?"