Dressed as a bully and always finds her boyfriend

Yan Xingzhou bit his lower lip: "I dare not tell him that..."

Wen Zheyan glanced at Yan Xingzhou.

This Yan Xingzhou speaks bad things about people behind his back, so he becomes dumb in front of Yan Feng?

Wen Zheyan rolled his eyes.

Yan Feng and Yan Xingzhou are really two psychopaths.

When Wen Zheyan thought of Yan Xingzhou's words, he still felt angry.

Yan Feng actually had the nerve to tell Yan Xingzhou that the Yan family agreed that he and Yan Feng would be together? ? ?

vomit.

Who the hell wants to be with him?

This person is really, as long as it belongs to brother, he will grab it?Don't even look at who he belongs to his brother?

Wen Zheyan really felt sick.

Sure enough, people who feel disgusting in the novel will become even more disgusting in reality.

"Tell Yan Feng that since he likes to steal his brother's things so much, then I am Yan Rong's father, and you ask him if he needs another father." Wen Zheyan looked at Yan Xingzhou coldly.

Yan Xingzhou looked at Wen Zheyan with a look of shock.

Yan Xingzhou knew why Yan Feng in the novel sometimes behaved so strangely since he was held in the palm of Yan Feng's hand and played around without feeling any love from Yan Feng.

——Because Yan Feng has never liked Yan Xingzhou, just because Yan Xingzhou is Yan Rong's favorite, so Yan Feng wants to grab it.

When he realized this, he gritted his teeth in hatred, but there was nothing he could do.

Only accept fate.

But... What is Wen Zheyan talking about?

dad?

How dare Wen Zheyan say that he is Yan Rong's father?

Does Yan Rong know about this?

he--

Isn't he afraid of Yan Rong's anger?

After all, Yan Rong is a figure above Yan Feng!

As long as Yan Rong thinks, he can even make a person disappear completely!

Yan Xingzhou was horrified, and in the end he didn't dare to ask Wen Zheyan anything, he turned around and left quickly, feeling like he knew something he shouldn't know.

On the side, someone glanced at Yan Xingzhou's back, and asked Wen Zheyan, "Why does he have the nerve to come to you?"

Before Yan Xingzhou danced twice, he was slapped in the face.

Everyone present thought that he wouldn't dare to touch Wen Zheyan's fate in the future, but they didn't expect him to come again.

Wen Zheyan shrugged: "I don't know."

"Then what did he just tell you? Did he come to apologize to you again?"

"No." Wen Zheyan replied casually, and said, "Let's practice singing, the performance is about to start, time is running out."

When this topic was mentioned, everyone became nervous.

All of a sudden, the sound of various singing songs resounded in the room.

In the blink of an eye, more than ten days passed, and soon the day of the performance came.

"Ah, I'm so dirty!" Cai Xuanpeng stood in the background, stomping his feet.

Everything was ready, and when the end came, he took a sneak peek outside and saw the dark crowd. He couldn't calm down anymore, and pulled Wen Zheyan's sleeve and said, "Did you see it just now? There are a lot of people outside ! All of them came to see the performance! Maybe there are people who like my voice!"

"Yeah." Wen Zheyan took out his phone.

"It's this time, are you still looking at your phone?" Cai Xuanpeng leaned over.

Wen Zheyan subconsciously blocked it.

"Oh oh oh, I understand." Cai Xuanpeng showed a suddenly realized expression, and smiled a little away from Wen Zheyan, with an expression on his face that I understand, and you can start chatting now.

Wen Zheyan couldn't laugh or cry.

But he was indeed chatting with Yan Rong.

Today is a public performance, Yan Rong, who is a guest, naturally came to the scene and sat with several other instructors.

Wen Zheyan was a little nervous at first, but after chatting with Yan Rong for a few words, he relaxed.

He puts away the phone.

There were almost two or three rehearsals before the performance, so although everyone was nervous about the official performance this time, it was still in order.

Wen Zheyan played well. When he got off the stage, although his legs were weak, he was very excited.

Performing in front of a mentor is completely different from facing countless audiences.

Wen Zheyan's heartbeat couldn't stabilize for a long time.

"Zheyan, you sing really well!" Cai Xuanpeng came over and said, "Your voice is the most stable when you perform live! Your instructor will definitely give you a high score, so you can enter Class S!"

Wen Zheyan blinked.

He originally came to this show to attract fans, but just now on the stage, Wen Zheyan's heart skipped a beat when he saw a few girls holding up his light sign and shouting his name.

Since you want to do one thing, then strive to do the best.

Wen Zheyan has always thought this way, so when it comes to singing, he spends all his spare time trying to improve his ability, but he is not actually working towards the direction of Class S in his heart.

It's different now.

Wen Zheyan made up her mind, and said with a smile: "If the final scoring result fails to enter Class S, then you and Kang Rong will have to help me make up the lessons."

"That is required."

"Ah."

"When the time comes, I'll give out pocket money, and I invite you to eat caviar!"

"it is good."

"Hahahaha, I recorded it."

"...Is this kind of thing worth recording?"

"That is required!"

All three of them had already been on stage, and they were sitting together happily listening to other students' performances. When the last group of students finished their performance, the stage was plunged into darkness, and then all the students returned to the stage.

"Students of class D, please come out."

"Students of Class C..."

"Class B..."

The instructors began to call out all the students according to the class, announced the scores of the performance, as well as the number of votes on the Internet, obtained the final scores, and gave suggestions.

"Students of Class A, please come out."

"Wen Zheyan."

Wen Zheyan let out a breath slowly, and walked forward.

"Zheyan, your performance in this game really surprised me. It can be seen that you have been working hard during this time. Our instructors gave you a score of 92.7 points! Currently you are in There are 97 votes on the Internet, and according to the ratio, the final score is - 94.1 points!"

This score is considered very high among all the people who came forward before.

There was warm applause in the arena.

Wen Zheyan was excited, but still suppressed herself: "Thank you teachers, thank you little cuties who voted for me, thank you everyone at the scene for your support, and thank you all friends who like my song."

He bowed deeply, then returned to his original position.

"..."

"The next is the students of class S, please come out."

The results of each student were directly announced, and the people present were happy and sad.

Wen Zheyan stood in the back row, listening attentively to the instructors announcing Ren Hang's results.

Next came Cai Xuanpeng and Kang Rong, and he couldn't help feeling nervous.

At this moment, a person sitting in the front row by the steps suddenly jumped up, pointed at Ren Hang who was being evaluated by the instructor in the center of the stage, and shouted: "Ren Hang! Go to hell——"

The people around were very surprised and couldn't react at all.

I saw that person rushing onto the stage, took out a bottle of drink from his arms, and headed towards Ren Hangpo!

"careful!"

The crowd shouted.

No one knows what the bottle is packed with, and what is inside.

Ren Hang's eyes were wide open, with an incredible expression in his pupils, he didn't react at all, his body was stiff, and he only had time to hide a little bit back.

And Wen Zheyan had quick eyes and quick hands, seeing the man rushing up to the stage, he was afraid of any accident, and subconsciously rushed forward, but the drink was unexpected, and Wen Zheyan could only push the man down in the end fell to the ground.

"Whoa."

Those things splashed on Ren Hang.

All this happened in a matter of seconds, which was very thrilling.

"what--"

"What the hell--"

"Why would someone attack Ren Hang!"

"Quick, where is the staff? Come up and check!"

Fortunately, those things are really just drinks.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Ren Hang stood in the center of the stage, surrounded by countless people, with a trace of confusion in his eyes. He subconsciously looked towards the mentor seat, but after only a glance, his eyes turned back.

The assistant found a towel and took Ren Hang down.

The people sitting below stood up one after another, and some took out their mobile phones to take pictures.

The scene was very chaotic.

Wen Zheyan held down the man under him, and the man kept struggling. Fortunately, a few strong staff members stepped forward quickly: "Let's come! The police have been called, pull this man down—"

Wen Zheyan heaved a sigh of relief when he heard the words, and then got up from the ground.

He stood aside and saw Yan Rong walking towards him quickly.

It was rare for Yan Rong to show a groggy expression, and Wen Zheyan saw the sweat on his forehead sharply.

He held Wen Zheyan's hand tightly: "Are you all right?"

Wen Zheyan: "It's okay! I'm strong and strong!"

On the side, Cai Xuanpeng and Kang Rong also reacted quickly when they saw this. They walked over to block the sight of the people around them. Cai Xuanpeng bumped into Wen Zheyan: "around."

Wen Zheyan hurriedly let go.

He glanced at the crowd. Fortunately, everyone's attention is now on others. It seems that no one noticed the interaction between them. He immediately glared at Yan Rong: "It's public."

Yan Rong: "Go down first."

When the trainees and mentors left the stage, the director's mad roar could still be heard.

——Although there was a security check when entering the arena, this person only brought ordinary drinks. No one knew that he had such thoughts, but if something happened, it would happen.

The students all gathered in the background, panicking.

"It's not a good feeling that this happened at the first performance..."

"Actually, when Ren Hang jumped off the building last time, I thought he was a careless person. As a result, you see, the problem with this public performance is still on him."

"Why did that person hate Ren Hang?"

"I don't know, but if flies don't bite seamless eggs, it must be something Ren Hang did."

"My god, it was so scary at the time."

"Wen Zheyan!"

Wen Zheyan turned her head.

A few familiar faces gathered around: "Wen Zheyan, you were so handsome just now, but you rushed out directly, aren't you afraid that that person is carrying a knife?"

"There will be a security check, but there will be no knives." Wen Zheyan explained.

"That's awesome. When I saw that person rushing up, I was stunned and didn't react at all."

"Yes."

"Ren Hang is so unlucky."

"Would it be related to this before he jumped off the building? There is no grievance, no enmity, why did that person call for Ren Hang to die? It's too scary."

The crowd was in the background, chirping and chatting.

Wen Zheyan's cell phone vibrated suddenly.

Wen Zheyan saw that it was Wen Haihai calling.

"Dad." Wen Zheyan found a corner, but the surroundings were too noisy, everyone was discussing what happened before, so he simply went out and stood in the corridor outside.

Wen Haihai was also noisy.

"Yanyan! Yanyan, are you okay!" Zou Ying's voice came.

Wen Zheyan was taken aback: "You all know?"

"That's right, today is your first public performance, can your parents not come?" Wen Dahai said loudly, "You child, when you rushed out suddenly, you scared your mother!"

A warm current flowed through Wen Zheyan's heart.

He told Wen Dahai and Zou Ying three days in advance about his upcoming performance, but the two excused that they were busy and couldn't make it, so Wen Zheyan believed it. He didn't expect them to say that on purpose. Give Wen Zheyan a surprise.

Unexpectedly, the surprise did not come true, but they themselves were frightened by this sudden situation.

"No, stop filming. This is such a bad show, it's so dangerous." Wen Dahai was a little irritable.

Wen Zheyan hurriedly comforted him: "It's okay, that man looks strong, but his body is not as strong as mine! How powerful your son is, he is a mere human, so nothing to worry about."

Wen Zheyan has been exercising in order to keep her singing breath steady. Although she is not as systematically trained, it is still possible to give someone a surprise.

"You still have time to talk poorly!"

"By the way, if you have this time, you explain to us, who is the one who just held hands with you on the stage!"