Seeing that Qiao Anchu was holding the winning ticket, Hibbert couldn't help but frowned and asked, "Do you really have confidence in this game?"

Qiao Anchu raised his delicate eyebrows, arrogant and arrogant, "Mr. Hibbert, I was taught by you. Do you still suspect that you are not good enough?"

Qiao Anchu felt that Hibbert today was very abnormal, and he didn't know what he was worried about.

Except that Ruoxi is her only opponent, which one is not the skill of crooked melons and jujubes, half a bucket of water?

"Do you know Joey..." Hibbert stopped talking.

Speaking of Qiao Yimo, Qiao Anchu said, "By the way, how can the Music Association of City S agree to let an outsider ginseng join this competition?"

The auditor of the S City Music Association has a bad mind. He has to match Qiao Yimo to this kind of competition to disgust her!

Hibbert knew that Qiao Anchu wanted to ask why, and what she wanted to ask was why Qiao Yimo would come to participate in this competition.

But Hibbert swallowed what he had said in order to take care of the overall situation.

If Qiao Anchu is actually Liang Yin before the game, she will be in chaos. She will have the courage to perform on stage and it will be another matter.

With this in mind, Hibbert didn't say anything in the end.

"Okay, come on later, I'll go to Zhiying to take a look."

Hibbert left a sentence and walked out of the room.

Qiao Anchu looked at Hibbert's flustered back, not knowing why.

*

At the same time, the other side.

Inside Qiao Yimo's room.

"Master, why don't you sign up for this competition under Liang Yin's name?"

If you signed up under Liang Yin's name, you would definitely be Liang Yin fans outside the field.

However, at present, in addition to him, most of the fans are Qiao Anchu and Fu Zhiying.

Because Qiao Anchu and Fu Zhiying originally played on behalf of Country Y, and the venue is also Country Y, naturally there are many local fans.

Qiao Yimo didn't have any expression when he heard the words. He just curled his lips and smiled: "You'll know after a while."

"All right." Ruoxi said in a disappointed tone.

"After this competition is over, please fill in a song for me."

Ruoxi blinked, eyes full of expectation.

After a while, it will be the third anniversary of his debut. There is a music video and song that I want to cooperate with the famous gold medal composer.

Qiao Yimo thought for a while, then nodded, "Okay."

Anyway, after this competition, her Liang Yin's waistcoat naturally fell off.

At that time there will be no need to conceal.

Qiao Yimo tilted Erlang's legs, suddenly remembered something, and couldn't help but bend his lips.

If he knew that she was Liang Yin, he didn't know what his reaction and expression would be.

Off the court.

There are a total of tens of thousands of places in the venue, and there are no empty seats.

The front row closest to the stage is filled with predecessors and masters in the music industry, while the second row is filled with seats for business investors and rich people from all over the world.

The organizers have already vacated a few positions in the first row for the big guys.

This of course includes the coldness of Asia's number one power holder, Mo Shao, the second largest company in S City, and Su Zhe, who has always been known for his mystery.

In the auditorium.

The game hasn't started yet, and the audience is already frying.

"This is too much, why is it the same as a concert?" The genius remembered for a second

"You have to laugh if you want to come in, and you don't even think about it here or there.

"That's right, you don't look at how many fans Ruoxi and Qiao Anchu have. Many people can't come if they want." JrNovels.com