[69 Book Bar - www.] "Hello everyone, I am Romesio Irene from Class 1(a) of high school. Please support me~" Irene showed an elegant aristocratic etiquette as soon as she came on stage.

A line full of nobility and gentleness...

"I bring you a song "Hello Tomorrow"...

Look at us yesterday, gone far away

Waiting in the center of Destiny Square

Those blurry shoulders

The more I run, the smaller I become

Partners who once walked side by side

After toasting and blessing, they all dispersed

Just that night

I keep it all deep in my heart

When I grow up, I can only run

How afraid I am of falling in the dark

Hello tomorrow, smile with tears in your eyes

The better it is, the more afraid it is of getting it

Every time I cry, I laugh and I run.

Losing and searching at the same time

Hello tomorrow, your voice is so small

But it reminds me what bravery is

When I walk in the opposite direction

Find courage in the corner of the stairs

Shaking shoulders and crying

ask yourself where

Partners who once walked side by side

Stay silent and understand my grievances

Time always lies

I never lost those shoulders

When I grow up, I can only run

How afraid I am of falling in the dark

Hello tomorrow, smile with tears in your eyes

The better it is, the more afraid it is of getting it

Every time I cry, I run with a smile again

Losing and searching at the same time

Hello tomorrow, your voice is so small

But remind me

When I grow up, I can only run

How afraid I am of falling in the dark

Hello tomorrow, smile with tears in your eyes

The better it is, the more afraid it is of getting it

Every time I cry, I run with a smile again

Losing and searching at the same time

Hello tomorrow, your voice is so small

But it reminded me what bravery is.”

From the beginning to the end, Xue Mo didn't even look at her. How could she use such an artificial voice to sing?

This is an insult to music!

It's Xue Mo's turn...

Wearing a simple black tutu, the dazzling lights set off Xue Mo's cold face, making her look so out of place...

Really, if Miying and Xiaoyou hadn't forced her, who would have worn such a childish dress? Xuemo muttered to herself...

""Phoenix Tribulation"!" A cold voice...

"Do you have any time left to look back and look at me again?

I can't tell whether the sky is red clouds or the flames you lit

Which life is the end? Full enlightenment but unable to say goodbye

Is there any remaining fleeting time that has been burned out and turned into longing?

Is it fate or a nightmare? Is it ashes or the smoke you lit?

Which thought can be immortal? Is it Nirvana or eternal nostalgia?

Transforming into the starlight in the western sky is the end of your reincarnation

How much time has passed from the hourglass of death to eternity?

You stared at my face in the next life by the Santu River

I planted Mandala to let the memories of my past life sink deep into my mind

How much parting does it take to ignite the flame of the sycamore branch?

How many five hundred years have I walked in this world?

Who can remember the past when Mandala flowers bloom?

Who accepted whose calamity and who became someone’s obsession?

Is there any remaining fleeting time that has been burned out and turned into longing?

Is it fate or a nightmare? Is it the ashes of calamity or the smoke rising from your kitchen?

Which thought can be immortal? Is it Nirvana or eternal nostalgia?

Transforming into the starlight in the western sky is the end of your reincarnation

How much time has passed from the hourglass of death to eternity?

You stared at my face in the next life by the Santu River

I planted Mandala to let the memories of my past life sink deep into my mind

How much parting does it take to ignite the flame of the sycamore branch?

How many five hundred years have I walked in this world?

Who can remember the past when Mandala flowers bloom?

Who accepts someone’s calamity and who becomes someone’s obsession?”

The soft female voice echoed in the huge venue, with a hint of sadness. But the next moment, the faint smile on the lips of the beautiful woman on the stage made people feel that the sadness seemed to have been separated by a century...

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Irene hid in the background, looking at Xue Mo bitterly...

Ming Luo, I will never let you go!

Lan Xuexin stared blankly at the confused woman on the stage...

I have to say that I really didn’t put my heart into singing...

But the woman on the stage can do this easily...

She clenched her fist, I won't give up just like that...

Everyone has the right to face the person they like, right?
Chapter completed!