Chapter 17: Someone confessed to Sang Xia

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The day after tomorrow, it is a singer audition event jointly created by several entertainment groups. The s-r entertainment group has the full authority to host it. s-r is the leading group. In fact, it has to be said that it is also an entertainment group under Rong Zhan. +++ Catino Novel Network EbookFREE.me
The scale is very large and the competitiveness is also very strong (strong qiang).
Sang Xia had already signed up before.
Even if Sang Zhirou would stare at herself again.
Sang Xia sneered.
The former Sang Xia is no longer there.
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Because of her injury, Rong Zhan arranged for a doctor to take care of her, which Sang Xia didn't want to appreciate.
The same sentence, because she didn't want to have a relationship with him!
However, the unnamed ointment given by the doctor was particularly useful. It didn't take long for the skin (flesh) to recover, and even the traces were much lighter.
In the past two days, Rong Zhan has mostly disappeared.
This was exactly what Sang Xia wanted, and he had forgotten her.
Sang Xia was still worried about the competition at the beginning, because just after the day after tomorrow, she was also worried about whether her injury would affect her performance, but she was surprised that the day after tomorrow was delayed for a few days at this time.
Because Rong Zhan was missing recently, Sang Xia ran back to her small apartment to live in within two days.
On the eve of the event, Sang Xia went to the nightclub where she was singing. She hadn't been there for a few days because of her injury. She just wanted to find some feeling and give it a try.
It's just that this time I went to the nightclub to sing, Sang Xia did not expect that something happened unexpectedly...
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The music on the dance floor on the first floor, the laughter of men and women, the ambiguous lights, feasting and feasting, clothes fragrant and shadowy.
The blurry and flickering lights, the air with a strange fragrance of smoke.
A handsome young man in a cocktail dress held a rose, and drew on the teasing of several men and women. He blushed and walked to another woman. He hesitated, his eyes dodged, "Sang, Sang Xia. Sister, this flower is for you."
Sang Xia stopped the movement in her hand, looked back, and smiled lightly when she saw it, "Little Five, thank you, it's pretty."
Saying that she took the rose flower, directly (inserted cha) into the idle rippled wine glass, "I have accepted the flower, and I am still busy in my hand. I'm going to the private room No. 1 to give Ayan a drink."
Then she turned and left.
Xiao Wu stretched out his hand, hurriedly trying to say something, but didn't catch up, "Sister Sang Xia..."
"How is it, how is it, Xiaowu, have you confessed to Sangxia?"
"Yes, what did she say?!"
"Not to mention there is no time. Sang Xia is going to participate in the singing competition tomorrow. I don't expect to come again these days.
A few men and women dressed as waiters gathered around, with a believable look.
Xiao Wumian (color) was a little sad and took out the unsent gift, "She is still busy, saying that she is going to help Ayan deliver wine."
"What? Sang Xia sings in a bar, so everyone asks her to help."
"Wait, which room she gave, and some can't just go in randomly, especially that room No. 1. It was too wild to play. By the way, you didn't know when you passed by just now, you heard inside... …"
When the girl said this, her voice dropped quickly, her mouth half-covered and she whispered under their curious eyes.
"What?! Who is so bold, too blatant."
"Hush! Stop talking, I can't afford it, it's Master Zhan, and Tang Shao and the others."
A group of them were whispering, and suddenly the foreman came and shouted, "Are you all okay (gan gan)! Have a small meeting! Who is smashing his tongue!"
In an instant, everyone's spirit quickly disappeared.
Xiao Wu was stupidly stunned.
No. 1... Private room?
Sister Sangxia, didn't the one you went to just now was... Private room 1?
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