In the evening, my aunt came to cook dinner.

    After practicing dancing all day, Nanyue was really a little hungry, so he ate first.

    After eating for a while, the other eight came back.

    Most of them read the microblog in the car, so they saw that South Vietnam looked like nothing. They ate in the restaurant and looked different.

    But apart from Wu Meini and Yuan Xiaofu, no one really cares about South Vietnam. On the contrary, they are all happy.

    Once South Vietnam is found out, the referendum will definitely be at the bottom.

    In addition, Chu Feng was hospitalized without the help of singers.

    Tomorrow''s finals will directly reduce a strong competitor.

    Compared with the black fans who always know people with prejudice, they who practice with South Vietnam every day still know whether South Vietnam is real or fake.

    Looking at Wu Meini and Yuan Xiaofu, Nan Yue raised her hand and interrupted their words.

    "I''m fine. I''ll have dinner first and talk back to my room later."

    Then he explained: "I''ve been dancing today. It''s too expensive to wait for you."

    "It''s okay, it''s okay. We''re late." Yuan Xiaofu shook her head and went to wash her hands for dinner.

    Wu Meini couldn''t help asking, "or the song you picked before? Do you sing alone? "

    "Well, I can''t waste the dance you made up with me." Nan Yue said with a grin and no pressure.

    Seeing her like this, it''s obviously a broken jar. I just want to perform well.

    Wu Meini sighed, and then went to wash her hands.

    Xu is because these two days, people practice together with members of the men''s League, so they are very diligent.

    At this point, they were all hungry. After they were busy, they sat around the table to eat.

    Just because no one cares about South Vietnam doesn''t mean they don''t gossip.

    "South Vietnam, Chu Feng is hospitalized. Who will you cooperate with tomorrow?"

    South Vietnam looked at the past, and the questioner was promise, an old teammate.

    Then, Nanyue looked at Ni Jiaming sitting next to her.

    Ni Jiaming sits gracefully and acts like a lady. She is having a small meal.

    "I don''t know." South Vietnam looked back and shrugged.

    "Ah?" Promise to stay, obviously did not expect, will be this answer, I don''t know how to answer for a while.

    Nanyue just finished eating, received her dishes and chopsticks in the sink, said hello to Wu Meini and Yuan Xiaofu, agreed to wait for them upstairs, and went upstairs.

    Ren Jiayuan saw the hot search on her microblog shortly after school, but when she saw it, the South Vietnamese one had been pressed to No. 50.

    If nothing happens, it will disappear in a few minutes.

    After reading the hot search, he immediately sent a wechat to South Vietnam.

    South Vietnam rejected Ren Jiayuan''s proposal to clarify itself with a group photo taken that day.

    Now there is no lower limit for netizens, coupled with the manipulation behind them, in case you go to Ren Jiayuan''s information, you still have to find Ren''s family.

    Ren Jiayuan is still young. He shouldn''t be involved in these muddy waters.

    Just study hard and pursue the stars well.

    After comforting Ren Jiayuan, South Vietnam was preparing to eat with cultivation, when he heard two hurried footsteps approaching.

    She reluctantly opened her eyes again and smiled.

    In fact, the draft is not nothing. At least, I made two friends who are willing to sincerely communicate with her.

    "Nanyue, Nanyue, look at the microblog!" Yuan Xiaofu shouted almost as soon as she got to the door.

    At the same time, the child voice also sounded.

    [host, congratulations on going to hot search again and getting an additional spirit stone reward!]