Chapter 213: Spring Festival Evening Invitation

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[Soundtrack here]
[I ca n’t believe this was live singing until I saw An Wen ’s hand playing the piano]
[Little fairy piano, too beautiful]
[I was fanned]
[It ’s amazing, the singer debuts An Wen]
[Want to turn into that microphone]
[The piano is not ringing, addicted to beauty, the piano trembles as soon as it rings
【Open your knees】
[Is the sound and picture a bit out of sync]
[The audio and video are synchronized during the live broadcast, you can go to the video software to watch]
[The sound and picture are out of sync, so it looks uncomfortable]
[Full-range high energy, I ’m a microphone]
[The shape is too beautiful, the dance is also great, really a fairy]
[Fairy goes down hard]
[An Wen can always give me new surprises]
[How can there be such a beautiful girl]
...
With rave reviews, An Wen praised her nice comments with her trumpet.
The happiest thing in the world is that you find that people who praise you are too much to praise.
After brushing for a while, An Wen heard the knock on the door, and An Wen slept in the quilt before lifting the quilt out.
Only then did she find that she was not in the hotel, the room was gray and simple, and even the quilt was gray and white.
Yesterday she seemed to have fallen asleep in Mr. Chu's car.
An Wen looked down, she was still wearing yesterday's clothes, but it was a warm jacket, and her sweater was also taken off.
The door was knocked again, and An Wen went to open it.
Chu Qichen stood at the door, his expression on his face as usual, saying, "Breakfast is ready, please come down quickly."
"Okay." An Wen nodded stunned.
Chu Qichen left after hearing her, and An Wen closed the door.
When I went to wash, I found disposable toothpaste and toothbrushes on the stage. Two towels were hung, one gray and one white.
The gray one was slightly wet, but the white one was dry. An Wen thought that Chu Qichen had prepared it for her.
She hadn't put on makeup yet, washed it directly with facial cleanser, and dried her face with a white cloth.
Breakfast was sandwiches and omelettes, hot milk, and it tasted good. An Wen ate her whole meal.
"Do you have time today?" Chu Qichen asked suddenly.
An Wen shook his head and said, "At two o'clock, the plane will return to the Imperial City. At 12 o'clock, the agent will go to the hotel to find me. I have to go back to the hotel earlier."
"Then I will send you back later." Chu Qichen said.
So An Wen got into the car that Chu Qichen personally drove, went to the hotel and wrapped the scarf around, and just before the door opened, Chu Qichen suddenly said, "Don't forget to accept my gift."
An Wen froze for a moment, remembering what he promised last night, and said, "Okay."
Only then got off and left.
Back in the hotel room, An Wen used makeup water to remove the residual makeup on her face, and washed it with water and skin care products.
Song Jia's face was full of joy when he came and said to An Wen: "You have to start preparing for the show again."
"What do you mean?"
"Spring Festival Evening Invitation." Song Jia said with a smile.
An Wen was stunned.
The Spring Festival Gala, the party with the largest traffic in China, is impossible for An Wen, a freshly trafficked entertainer. The audition of the actors during the Spring Festival Gala is very strict, and the national, charitable, and moral aspects are the focus of the audit.
It is no wonder that Song Jia would be so happy if he had the chance to board the Spring Festival Gala.
However, every year, Anjia would watch the live broadcast of the Spring Festival Gala in front of the TV with her family, and she would be found if she was on the Spring Festival Gala.
The paper can't hold the fire, this day is finally coming.
"Did you say what program is scheduled?" An Wen asked, sorting out his mood.
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