The man’s expression was exceptionally terrifying, his already indifferent face now seemed to have frozen over.
His handsome features were like those of an ice sculpture, void of any emotion.
Everyone seemed startled by the rage emanating from Li Qingshen, fear suddenly rising in their hearts.
That loud noise also awakened Ling Momo.
Her eyes became stiff as she rolled them, and she immediately saw Li Qingshen standing not far away.
Just by looking at Li Qingshen’s figure, Ling Momo felt an intense chill, terrifying her so much that she hurriedly turned her eyes away, not daring to look at Li Qingshen’s expression again.
Ling Momo’s mind gradually cleared, and only then did she realize what she had just done.
The microphone in her hand dropped to the ground!
She had actually let Lu Niange affect her emotions and forgotten she was in a competition!
Moreover, she had asked him to come over... Using his identity as a myth student, she wanted to win the rights to perform the new myth song in one fell swoop!
This proud man had helped her.
And yet she had embarrassed him so!
A strange, icy panic rose within Ling Momo’s entire being.
Li Qingshen, without glancing at Ling Momo or anyone else around him, pursed his lips tightly and turned to leave.
Seeing this, Ling Momo finally snapped back to reality, immediately ran off the stage, and hurriedly followed the long strides of Li Qingshen as he walked away.
Ling Momo spoke out, but couldn’t stop Li Qingshen’s steps.
In desperation, Ling Momo reached out and grabbed Li Qingshen’s wrist.
Her soft hand, the moment it touched his skin, made his body tremble slightly.
His lips pursed even more tightly.
Without looking at Ling Momo, he spoke in an ice-cold tone,
Ling Momo instinctively shrank back, knowing that without his permission, she shouldn’t touch him, but, right now, the most important thing was to soothe his anger.
"Teacher, I’m sorry... I didn’t mean to, I..."
Ling Momo started to explain.
"Just let go!" Li Qingshen interrupted her.
Ling Momo silently applied more strength, still wanting to continue speaking.
But Li Qingshen slowly turned his head.
His indifferent and beautiful eyes held not a trace of anger, silent and detached. Thᴇ link to the origɪn of this information rᴇsts ɪn noᴠelfire.net
His features were fine, lips red and skin white, like a carefully sculpted work of art.
His gaze was void of warmth, void of emotion.
A very calm demeanor.
Yet, it made one feel the tumultuous undercurrents beneath this calmness.
Ling Momo was inwardly startled and subconsciously her fingers quivered, her grip beginning to loosen uncontrollably.
Everyone who saw this scene held their breath, not daring to make a sound.
The vice president of ES and Director Wang Yi were the first to regain their composure, quickly standing up.
Although everyone was filled with disappointment towards Ling Momo, and skeptical about the judgment in selecting myth students, they still did not dare to offend the myth.
Even though they all knew that Ling Momo had severely damaged the face of the myth, they still had to provide face-saving measures for the myth.
Therefore, with a smile, the ES vice president looked at Li Qingshen with a forgiving stance, "Young Master Li, why be so angry? Miss Ling might have been too nervous and underperformed, right!"------