"Or are you going to join him?"

...

Qiao Yihang, I was extremely puzzled how could he use such a calm expression to say this if he was like this.

"I'm just singing to break the sound."

“No rest.”

"Um... um..." The first one is affirmation, and the second one is the denial that he was dragged up. Qiao Yihang looked at the too-large sunglasses on Gao Qin's nose nervously, guessing what kind of emotions the eyes hidden behind the sunglasses are carrying at this moment.

"How about my sunglasses?" Gao Qin asked.

Qiao Yihang didn't know why he suddenly changed the subject, but he continued: "It's good, it's cool."

“Your is also very good.”

Qiao Yihang: "..." Where did he wear sunglasses? Or did he refer to one of the sets of sunglasses he took in a magazine yesterday?

"Although it's a little smaller, it's quite symmetrical." Gao Qin raised the frame of the sunglasses with his fingers and gently wiped off his eye sockets.

Qiao Yihang: "..."

Xiao Zhou sent the Golden Swallow Torture Treasure and the Pang Dahai.

Although it was a gun that was sharpened in the last battle, it was too easy to be unhappy.

Qiao Yihang re-entered the battle, and the sound of the second sentence finally stopped breaking, and it broke to the sixth sentence.

Looking at the face of the producer who was about to go crazy, Qiao Yihang's heart was very weak, very weak...

Fortunately, when he came out of the recording studio, Gao Qin had already left, leaving a small turnover instruction -

"A singer cannot perform well, at most he will not change careers. If a singer cannot perform well, he will at least change careers."

Qiao Yihang: "..."

The song recording was not going well, and the producer's face was not good when he left.

Qiao Yihang felt ashamed and could not say anything. He could only buy a bunch of things that were good for his throat and went home to eat them.

After taking anti-inflammatory drugs and taking a shower, it was less than seven o'clock.

But he went back and forth at the entrance of the study fifteen or sixteen times, but never walked in. If he was pulled by "War Soul Wuji" to upgrade to midnight after entering the game, Gao Qin might directly send him to heaven tomorrow.

Holding it on the sofa, he dozed off with the TV on.

The fatigue and lack of sleep quickly made him die of sleep as the male and female protagonists cried and shouted at each other.

This sleeps very heavily.

Even when he suddenly woke up, the hour hand was already pointing at four in the morning.

Qiao Yihang turned off the TV, stood up, moved his stiff limbs, and his stomach started to rumbling.

I ran to the kitchen and casually put down a bowl of noodles. After eating, I woke up suddenly and didn't feel sleepy at all.

It is most likely to feel lonely when it is late at night.

So Qiao Yihang couldn't help but run to the study and turn on the computer.

There should be very few people online at this time.

Entering the game excitedly, Qiao Yihang's smile suddenly froze.

[Private Chat] War Soul Wuji: Coming.

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Chapter completed!