VIP Seats.

Painted with light pink nail polish, the slender fingers with neat and beautiful self-cultivation, slowly closed, and clenched the armrest of the chair.

Because of too much force, the back of the girl's hands were full of blue veins, her arm was shaking violently, and the whole chair was shaking with her.

Sitting on the side of Gu Yu's body, the municipal VIP felt that the back of his hand was scratched by a sharp object. He turned his face suspiciously and immediately noticed Gu Yu on his side. It was obviously wrong.

Her face was strange. It was as if she had choked on something at dinner. Her mouth was half open and she was panting rapidly. She seemed to be choking at any time.

"Mr. Gu?" The man worried to hold Gu Yu's arm, "are you ok?"

"Don't touch me!"

Gu Yu's body tremendously trembled, and suddenly exclaimed, drawing back his left arm from the other side's hand.

The man was embarrassed, "Mr. Gu, you..."

"Yes I'm sorry Gu Yu suddenly woke up and stood up from his chair Excuse me for a moment

Her action is too urgent, her knee suddenly hit the armrest of the chair, it seems that the impact is very painful, the whole person shakes violently and almost falls down. The man around her wants to help her, but she has adjusted her body quickly and smoothly, leaving the VIP seat all the way.

On the tutor's seat in front of the VIP seat, Ji Mo looks at the men and women embracing each other on the stage, and the corners of his lips lift up slightly.

Sitting on his side of Xicheng, he looked at the scoring board in front of him with his marker pen, as if he were writing something.

In fact, there is no handwriting on the scoring board, just a messy and disorderly handwriting, revealing the complicated mood of the writer at the moment.

All of a sudden, Westlife stopped and turned to look down the stage - the direction of the VIP seat.

All since, he has deliberately concealed this matter, now suddenly heard the news, sister, can she stand it?

The seat in the middle of the VIP table was empty.

Xicheng's fingers, holding a marker, suddenly tightened up and turned to take a careful look at the VIP seat. He did not get it wrong. Gu Yu was not in the chair.

Glancing at the crowd on the stage, Xicheng quickly got up.

Notice his action, Ji Mo and the other side of the tutor Shen Jie together turn a face.

"I'll leave for a moment!"

Whispering to Jimo, Xicheng steps to the stage and jumps off the stage.

At this time, everyone's attention is on Ning Xiaofei and Mu Tianye. Not many people notice the departure of Xicheng. Ji Mo sees his figure disappear in the dark, and immediately turns his face and makes a gesture to the director general to signal his end.

The chief director will make an order to the two hosts with wireless.

"Ready to finish!"

With his instructions, Shanya immediately stepped forward and spoke into the microphone, "what an exciting scene. Now I think everyone is looking forward to the final as we are!"

"Yes Pei Ruoxi cooperatively took over the talk, "I hope the shortlisted players can have better performance in the final, see you in the final!"

The students saluted and waved off the audience, and the audience also stood up one after another, waving their fluorescent sticks in response.

Ye Qiao stealthily pulls Ning Xiaofei's arm. Ning Xiaofei is busy standing straight and pulling Mu Tianye to follow the crowd down the stage.

As soon as she entered the backstage, she immediately looked at the man on her side with concern.

"Cold or not?"

Mu Tianye shakes his head lightly.

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