165: C165 The Situation Is Urgent!

C165 The Situation Is Urgent!

At this moment, at the back of the stage of the Zhicai's sports field, Mu Pingping and the other two were already like ants on a hot pan, anxious to the point where they were about to fly up!

"This guy won't disappear at the critical moment again, right?"

"It's already seven o'clock. It's almost our turn!"

In front of the stage, as the programs ended one by one, they were getting closer and closer to their chorus program.

However, they did not see Ye Hong. They could not help but panic.

"The next performance on stage is from Grade One, Class 20, Student Ouyang Shuang. He brought us a solo performance. "

The faces of the three people turned pale. According to the program schedule, after Ouyang Shuang finished singing, the next person would be them!

There was a bald middle-aged man with a long beard in the evaluation committee below the stage. He looked at Ouyang Shuang, who had just come on stage, with deep meaning in his eyes.

He was Ouyang Shuang's uncle, Ouyang Zhen, and one of the five great board member of the Zhicai.

Ouyang Zhen smiled at the few people in the evaluation committee. "Competitors, this is my nephew, Ouyang Shuang."

Other than Fu Huaiyong, who was resting with his eyes closed, the rest of the judges responded tacitly.

When the music started, Ouyang Shuang's voice shocked everyone.

Especially those judges. They seemed to have not expected Ouyang Shuang to sing so well. They smiled and scored high marks in the evaluation column.

Ouyang Zhen glanced at the scores of the judges and smiled.

After a round of applause, Ouyang Shuang bowed slightly and went back backstage.

He had just left the backstage, but he walked straight to a dark corner.

There was a skinny figure waiting there. He looked like he was also dressed as a student.

"One thousand yuan. I'll transfer it to your bank card.

Remember! Don't let anyone know about helping me sing today, or else I'll break your legs!"

Hearing Ouyang Shuang's threat, the skinny figure nodded repeatedly.

After leaving the corner, Ouyang Shuang saw the anxious trio backstage.

He was stunned for a moment, then walked in front of the trio with a mocking expression. "Yo! Why isn't that fellow here? Was he scared out of his wits by me?

"What a pity. I wanted to show him how powerful I am, but he didn't give me a chance at all."

The three of them had no time to refute Ouyang Shuang's sarcasm.

It was because the host's voice had already sounded. "Next, please welcome Zhang Tiesong from Grade One, Class Two, Sunn Ying from Grade One, Class Seven, Mu Pingping from Grade One, Class 10, and Ye Hong from Grade One and Class 18 with warm applause. They have brought us songs - you, my deskmate!"

The applause was sparse, but because the evening party had already reached the second half, the enthusiasm and passion of the audience had been reduced by more than half.

Many people below the stage had already started playing with their phones, eating snacks, and making loud noises. ...

It was obvious that high school performance, and it was the most ordinary song, didn't give the audience much hope.

However, the crowd did not notice that Fu Huaiyong's dull eyes suddenly lit up.

Backstage, the host was still urging the three of them, "Don't bother about your late member. Just the three of you can make it!"

Mu Pingping gritted her teeth, "Tie Song, sing Ye Hong's part!"1

"But I don't know how to play his piano." Zhang Tiesong looked anxious and distressed.

"Then put it there. Don't play the piano!" Mu Pingping was so angry that she stomped her feet and led them to the front of the stage.

At this time, Ye Hong had just gotten off the taxi at the school gate.

As soon as he got off the taxi, he rushed to the brightly lit sports field.

"I hope I can catch up."

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