The welcome party is a big event, and the popularity of the post spread overnight.

The third elder brother Murong Chuan was naturally sensitive to his younger sister's name, and when he heard a student talking about his younger sister, he paid attention, and then learned that Murong Qiao was said to be worthless on the forum.

After returning to the office and calling out the forum to read the entire post, Murong Chuan frowned.

"Tell me, what's going on." He called for the director of the art club who was in charge of the party.

My younger sister was told everything on the forum. As an older brother, Murong Chuan consciously couldn't stand it.

After meeting Murong Chuan, the president explained the matter clearly, including the fact that Feng Xinyao backtracked and wanted to change the program at the beginning.

Murong Chuan's brows were tightly furrowed, and his face, which was always good-looking and as if a warm breeze was blowing, was also a little chilly. After listening to what the president said, he also understood this matter.

He got up, "I know about this, you go back."

Murong Chuan naturally believed in his sister's strength. At this time, after hearing what the president said, he had some guesses in his heart, but the most important thing now is to clarify the rumors on the forum.

He went to the school's monitoring room, cut out the part of the piano competition between Feng Xinyao and Murong Qiao, and put it in a USB flash drive.

It didn't take long for this short video to stream on the forum.

[This is the real strength, well, I don’t know what some people are complaining about. [video]】

A post appeared on the top of the forum, and the students who came in clicked in one after another.

The dazzling technique called art is directly shocking, comparable to a mudslide that destroys a parking lot and leaves everyone's mind blank.

——Is this really the Murong Qiao I know? I won't have the memory in my mind tampered with, right? ? ?

——Before I went in, I was so naive, I thought Murong Qiao was really a beauty in a vase, but now that I'm out, I have nothing to say except the quintessence of the country.

——Liszt's piano piece can only be mastered by perverts, er, er, I suspect that she is not human!

——Where are those people who said Murong Qiao was bad before, open your dog eyes and take a good look at what a real strong man is, okay?

This video directly smashed those rumors that were circulating.

Originally, those words were to attack Murong Qiao, saying that she was not strong enough, and that she had a good-looking face to make people blow away.

Now that the video was released, everyone had no choice but to bow down when they saw that Murong Qiao had completed Liszt's devilish piece completely and brilliantly.

The rumor that Feng Xinyao had just created was broken. She was pleased to see that many people said that Murong Qiao was not good at the bottom of the post, but the trend of kung fu changed in the blink of an eye.

The video of the two people's rehearsal competition was posted on the forum, and the joy that had just been born in Feng Xinyao's heart was shattered after seeing the cover.

"Murong Qiao..." She almost gritted her teeth as she said the name.

Feng Xinyao was angry when she heard the door of the dormitory behind her open.

"Yaoyao?" It was the roommate who came back.

Feng Xinyao took a deep breath, suppressed the turbulent emotions in her heart, and when she turned around, her face was replaced with a smile, which was gentle and relaxing.

The roommate is from the literature club, named Tang Yan, and naturally saw the competition between Feng Xinyao and Murong Qiao during the rehearsal yesterday.

Although she was more partial to Feng Xinyao as a roommate and the two of them usually had a very good relationship, but Murong Qiao's strength was really strong, even she had to say yes, and voted for Murong Qiao sincerely.

Tang Yan put the dinner on Feng Xinyao's table, "Your dinner is brought back, don't be so sad."

Since losing the rehearsal piano, Feng Xinyao's expression in the dormitory has become more melancholy. Tang Yan likes her gentleness very much, so she couldn't help but say a few words of comfort.

Feng Xinyao's eyes were reddened by her words, and she couldn't help crying while hugging her.

"Originally, I made an agreement with my dad to let him watch my finale performance..." she sobbed.

Tang Yan had a good relationship with her, but when she saw Feng Xinyao crying, she panicked and hugged her to comfort her.

Tang Yan ran her hand along her back, "Of course you are very good."

In fact, Tang Yan originally thought that Feng Xinyao would appear as the finale of the show. She was a famous figure in the school, and she was beautiful. Everyone thought it was a certainty.

In the end, the opportunity fell on Murong Qiao. Perhaps it was because of her bias towards Feng Xinyao, Tang Yan also felt that it was unfair.

"Now, what should I do now, Tang Yan, Murong Qiao took my original position, and now my father must be disappointed." Feng Xinyao seemed heartbroken.

What she said just hit Tang Yan's heart. Tang Yan always wanted to be valued by her father, so she went all out to be admitted to Huida.

Seeing Feng Xinyao crying uncontrollably at this moment, it was like seeing her former self.

Her eyes dimmed, and she blurted out the words without thinking. "You're not going to lose that position."

Tang Yan's voice fell into Feng Xinyao's ears lightly, with a strangely determined tone. Now she buried her head in Tang Yan's arms and continued to cry as if she didn't hear it, but the corners of her mouth curled up slightly.

A bold idea came out of Tang Yan's heart, it was an idea that could make Murong Qiao unable to get on stage.

In order for the welcome party to be held smoothly, the rehearsal needs to be held at least three to four times, which is enough for her to do it.

"Let's stop here for today." The president announced a pause, "Everyone has a good rest in the afternoon, and cheer up for the performance in the evening, so don't lose the chain."

Everyone happily responded, not looking tired at all.

The welcome party will be held tonight, so after calling everyone here in the morning and going through it smoothly, it can be regarded as stabilizing everyone's confidence.

"It seems that I came just right!" Yang Xin was standing at the door waiting for Murong Qiao.

Seeing that it was time for lunch, Yang Xin thought that Murong Qiao didn't have to rehearse today, and wanted to come over to have lunch with her, but the time was just right.

Murong Qiao waved at her, "Let's go, first accompany me to the backstage to get my schoolbag."

The schoolbag still contains the clothes to wear tonight, so don't leave it behind.

At this moment, everyone was almost gone. Yang Xin and Murong Qiao took their schoolbags and came out from the backstage. They walked around the building next to the rehearsal, and there was a cafeteria not far away.

Tang Yan was standing on the top of the building, watching Murong Qiao and Yang Xin talking and laughing happily.

At her feet, there is a vase with two hands wrapped around it. It is placed at the very edge, half of its volume is exposed, and it only needs a little pushing force to drop it.

Tang Yan raised her foot and gently pressed the edge of the flower pot with the toe of her shoe, watching the two people downstairs gradually arrive at their predetermined position.

"I heard that the new chef in the cafeteria cooks delicious dishes..." Yang Xin was still talking enthusiastically.

Murong Qiao nodded in agreement from time to time, neither of them noticed the imminent danger.

A shadow that was so small that it was almost invisible approached from a high altitude, and the flowerpot fell from the roof of the building. Murong Qiao was looking down at his mobile phone, and he caught a glimpse of the suddenly enlarged shadow on the ground out of the corner of his eye, and suddenly felt wrong.

The signal of crisis flickered in her mind, Murong Qiao suddenly raised her head and saw the picture of the flowerpot falling down, calculated according to the position, it would hit Yang Xin directly!

"careful--"

The situation was critical, Murong Qiao had no time to think, and stretched out his hand to push Yang Xin away from his original position.

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