Gong Shirao subconsciously supported her chin, slightly lost in thought.
Did she used to look at Zhan Nanjue with the same eyes?
Yan Ziyan looked at Gong Shirao's profile and asked her, "What do you want to sing? Should I choose for you?"
Hearing the voice, Gong Shirao gently shook her head, "I think listening to them sing sounds really good."
No wonder Zijin likes Qingxue so much. Her singing is so soulful. There's a kind of beauty that penetrates the soul, making people unconsciously sketch the scenes in her songs.
At this moment, Qingxue's phone suddenly rang.
She looked at the caller ID, it was Sheng Qianxia calling.
So, Qingxue said to Beitang, "Sorry, I need to take a call."
Beitang saw Qingxue leave the private room to take the call, and suddenly had no desire to continue singing.
Yan Ziyan immediately took both microphones.
He handed one of the microphones to Gong Shirao, "Don't waste it, finish singing the rest."
"..."
"It's your turn, sing." Yan Ziyan said.
