[MTL]After Marrying The Wrong Person, I Can't Leave

Ch 22

　　"..." Song Linchu couldn't laugh or cry, what's the use of being overwhelmed.

　　It has to be overwhelmed by strength.

　　The contestants on both sides greeted each other in a friendly manner. Only An Yang, when others greeted him, only issued a perfunctory syllable from his nostrils, so arrogant that he wanted to look at people with his nostrils.

　　The contestants looked at each other. Seeing his attitude, Song Linchu didn't say hello to him when they ran into each other. When he passed him and was about to enter the waiting room, An Yang called his name first: "Song Linchu."

　　Song Linchu didn't expect the other party to call him, so he answered.

　　An Yang made a pistol pose at him, let out a "bang" in his mouth, and then proudly walked into the waiting room first.

　　"Damn!" Zhou Kexin cursed in a low voice, "He must be sick!"

　　Song Linchu didn't take this childish provocation seriously at all, and even found it funny.

　　Where did the secondary disease come from!

　　Game start.

　　Song Linchu thought that the number he had drawn was already very high, but he did not expect that An Yang was ahead of him, and he was the third.

　　An Yang already had a fan base, and he was dressed so trendy today. When he took the stage, there were countless screams. There were even a lot of his support lights on the scene. It was really the same as a star attending a certain party.

　　When An Yang came on stage, he was holding a guitar.

　　"Hi everyone, I am contestant No. 3, An Yang from Haidu Aeronautical University. Next, I will bring you an original song "Time"."

　　As soon as this statement came out, not only the scene, but even the waiting room was in an uproar.

　　It's original!

　　The players collectively burst into tears.

　　Can professional players be banned from participating? Will there be a way out!

　　Song Linchu, who was originally confident, raised his eyebrows unexpectedly.

　　Originality, as long as it is not too low, it will definitely get extra points.

　　It seems that his first hanging.

　　However, Song Linchu was not discouraged. For something like a championship, I was lucky to win and lose my life. There is nothing to regret, and it's not that I failed the final exam.

　　Only if the exam is not the first will make him miserable.

　　After introducing himself, An Yang left some time for the excited audience, then sat down on a high chair and began to play and sing.

　　Surprisingly, the tune of his song is pretty nice, and the lyrics are OK, plus his own singing skills are very good, and his performance is very stable, almost without any suspense.

　　It's too strong.

　　Many people in the waiting room secretly cast their eyes on Song Linchu, but saw that his face was pale, his lips were almost pursed into a straight line, and the hands beside him were clenched into fists. If you looked carefully, you could still see his hands trembling.

　　Is this... angry at the opponent's outstanding performance?

　　"Senior Song," a school girl from the same school sitting next to Song Linchu comforted him, "Don't be too sad, after all, we are not professional."