The heart is complicated.


    It seems that this ear is useless.


    As for the microphone in your hand


    The little guy turned his head and thought.


    Um.


    There''s not much time. Whether there''s a problem or not, she has to change it quickly.


    After thinking about it, she couldn''t help running out of the bathroom and straight to the mixing room at the other end of the corridor.


    Unexpectedly, he met He Xi who also hurried in the corridor.


    Xiang Xing was shocked and said, "Why are you here?"


    "I also want to ask why you are here."


    The boy saw her and breathed a little slowly.


    Qingjun''s face is still worried, "Da Zhou reported that you ran out of the waiting room before playing, so what happened?"


    “……”


    Hearing the speech, the little guy frowned sadly.


    Yang Yang raised two broken things in his hand. "There''s something wrong with my microphone and my ear is broken. I''m going to change it."


    She paused and suddenly added, "yes, someone told me."


    "Hiss."


    He Xi couldn''t help taking a breath. His tea eyes narrowed, and the bottom of his eyes suddenly became cold.


    I can''t do anything at such a time.


    He thought, suddenly raised his wrist and looked at the time.


    Twenty minutes left.


    The boy pondered for a while and couldn''t help taking a deep breath.


    Immediately, he gently held the little guy''s exquisite shoulders and comforted softly, "don''t be afraid, I can handle it. Come with me."


    After that, without waiting for Xiang Xing''s reaction, he directly pulled her to the door of a utility room not far away.


    Skillfully took out the key, opened the door and took her in.


    Xiang Xing found that the door seemed to be just a sundry room on the surface.


    Inside, it was a channel she had not seen for a month... And directly led to the single lounge at the other end of the TV station.


    "Young master! Young master!"


    When the two came out, they saw that Da Zhou hurried over with a beautiful paper bag.


    He handed the paper bag to He Xi. "Here you are!"


    "OK, go outside and watch."


    After He Xi sent Da Zhou out, he carefully locked the doors at both ends.


    Under Xiang Xingmeng''s eyes, he took out a box packaged into a gift box from the paper bag and opened it carefully.


    She suddenly saw a pink purple microphone with a small star shape lying quietly in the soft satin of the box.


    "Since someone moves his hands and feet, no matter how to change the microphone, he will have the probability of being hit again."


    He said, took out the little star microphone and put it directly into the little guy''s hand.


    He leaned slightly, his thin lips slightly pursed, and suddenly smiled softly, "this is my design. It should have been your first gift... Now it seems that it can only be given to you in advance."


    "I''ll let Da Zhou deal with the docking of the stereo. As for the problem of ear return..."


    "It doesn''t matter. I don''t have to."


    Before He Xi finished, Xiang Xing blinked his soft eyes and smiled.


    He smiled and said, "why?"


    He knew very well that if he returned to the stage without wearing his ears, he would be disturbed by the ambient sound of the stage and the screams of the audience.


    Only professional singers with many years of experience will have the ability to return without wearing ears and will not be affected.


    Where did she get her years of experience?


    "Anyway, just trust me ~"


    The little guy was very small. He patted his small chest with confidence and picked his eyebrows towards He Xi.


    He didn''t know that he had decades of singing experience~


    Hey, hey.