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After Song Yubai finished his performance, the audience remained immersed in the song until Song Yubai bowed to the band teacher, and then bowed to the audience.

The audience just awakened from a dream, and applause rang one after another.

When Song Yubai was about to step off the stage, the fans shouted slogans for support, and in many places throughout the auditorium, there were many fans from other families who blatantly climbed the wall and shouted slogans for support.

When Song Yubai stepped off the stage, Xiaoya put on Song Yubai's coat. Although he didn't feel cold with the performance, he could easily catch a cold if he didn't pay attention to the weather.

"I feel a little hot." After Song Yubai wrapped his coat, he wanted to take off again.

"No, if you wear a shirt like this, you will easily catch a cold. You'll get used to it after a while. As my mother said, wait until you feel cold before putting on clothes. You will not be far away from catching a cold."

Xiaoya wrapped Song Yubai's coat tightly again, and said solemnly.

Then Song Yubai didn't even think about taking off his coat, but instead wrapped it tightly.

At that moment, Song Yubai's mood was a little complicated, a little warm and a little sad.

The warmth lies in the fact that many people are caring about themselves recently, and the sadness lies in that I have never been cared about like this before.

After being immersed in such emotions for more than ten seconds, the next singer to perform on stage greeted Song Yubai, and Song Yubai also absently returned one.

However, after being immersed in this emotion for ten seconds, Song Yubai withdrew from that emotion.

Song Yubai has always been a more optimistic person, and soon figured it out.

Compared with what was so miserable before, how well I am now, I have a house and a car, and I can eat and wear warmly. Many fans like it.

If he always hurts the spring and the autumn, Song Yubai probably feels hypocritical.

But Xiaoya didn't know Song Yubai's thoughts. From Xiaoya's point of view, Song Yubai was silent for a long time.

In literary and artistic terms: Xiaoya watched Song Yubai suddenly fell silent, as if she could see Song Yubai exuding a strong sorrow, as if a cloud was weighing heavily on him.

Then Xiaoya reflected on it for a while, and she felt that she might have spoken too much with Song Yubai in this kind of earnest tone today, which made her feel unhappy.

So he raised his hand and patted Song Yubai on the shoulder, "Okay, don't hurt the spring and sadness of the autumn. It's just wrapped in a coat, the big deal is that I agree to order some food."

Xiaoya felt that it was a good choice to comfort Song Yubai with food. After all, she restricted Song Yubai's diet today and only allowed him to drink yam porridge.

"Really?" Song Yubai's eyes lighted, and there was a sudden feeling of happiness coming from the sky.

Xiaoya: "..."

Xiaoya wondered if she had felt wrong just now. No one was absent-minded in the past one second, and her eyes lit up as soon as she heard something.

Xiaoya looked at Song Yubai and felt whether she was being acted. After all, Song Yubai is also an actor.

However, Xiaoya couldn't bear the gleaming eyes of Song Yubai. After all, she just said that she couldn't take it back again.

So Xiaoya can only bite her scalp and nod her head, "Really, but you are not allowed to order something that gets too hot. Skin management is very important."

"I know, I know." Song Yubai waved his hand carelessly, indicating that he understood.

Then I bowed my head and started searching for high-rated restaurants on a certain food delivery software, planning to order supper at home. After the show was over, I could eat it when I went back.

Seeing Song Yubai's actions, Xiaoya covered her forehead, always feeling that she had just explained it in vain.

How can skin management be so inadequate with good skin?

Xiaoya felt that Song Yubai was really a waste, so she rushed to Song Yubai's skin. If she manages it, it will be of great value.

Some male celebrities have published books because of their good skin, and various maintenance methods, but Song Yubai's skin is not necessarily good.

If Song Yubai publishes a book like this, Xiaoya thinks it will sell well, but unfortunately, Song Yubai will put on a mask at best, and there is no getter for other maintenance methods.

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The two returned to the waiting room. Tonight’s singing stage will not end for a while. After Song Yubai’s performance is over, there are still several singers to perform on stage.

Song Yubai was completely immersed in his supper, and only had a bowl of porridge in the evening. At this point, he wanted to eat a little bit of everything he saw.

But supper is not allowed to order so many things by himself. After ordering Song Yubai, he will definitely not be able to finish it by himself, and will waste it.

Then Song Yubai fell into a tangled choice, and he didn't watch any of the performances on the stage.

Xiaoya glanced at Song Yubai's entanglement about the takeaway, then sighed and watched the performance on stage by herself, but it was really not as good as Song Yubai's singing, and the song was not as good as Song Yubai's.

"Ah, yes!" Song Yubai suddenly patted Xiaoya on the shoulder.

Xiaoya looked back, now she has many question marks.

"You said, I ordered all these takeaways, and then I pulled you, Nie Yaoyang, and his staff to eat together, what do you think?" Song Yubai held the phone to Xiaoya.

"Then why don't you take a picture of yourself and me?" Xiaoya said in a harsh tone.

"It hurts to pat his thigh." Song Yubai answered without even thinking about it.

Xiaoya: "Then why pat my shoulder instead of my thigh?"

Song Yubai looked shocked, "No, it's not that men and women give or receive kisses, how can I shoot your thighs casually?"

"Then you don't know that patting on the shoulder hurts more than the thigh?" Xiaoya's face was full of black lines. Could this boss be more exotic.

"Well, I won't take pictures after that. What was my thoughts just now?" Song Yubai looked thoughtful at first, but he quickly forgot about it.

"Not so good?" Xiaoya took a deep breath.

"Why?" Song Yubai puzzled.

"Because the last time you and Nie Yaoyang went to eat hot pot, they were photographed, and now you order takeaway and bring him home to eat."

"Think about it now, there are so many cps on the Internet. If you want to make a cp with Nie Yaoyang, and even the human brain fills up the cohabitation and other bloody plots, you can invite him home to eat." Xiaoya The long comment rejected Song Yu's thoughts on many takeaways.

"Okay." In the end, Song Yubai could only give in, and only ordered a pizza of the same type that Xiaoya ate in the evening.