And his face looks exactly the same as that of Old Mr. Murong Ye!

Seeing this, the little guy couldn't help but widen his soft eyes in surprise.

You must know that she had just seen Murong Ye, who looked like a little doll, almost ten years after this scene.

Has this person still crossed over?

Xiang Xing tilted his head and thought for a long time.

The frown softened again.

Not.

Maybe this is Murong Ye's father, or a relative, maybe it's anyone.

But......

What is he drawing?

Thinking about it, the little guy took two more steps forward and looked at the sketchpad in the little boy's hand.

But I saw an even more amazing scene.

He is naturally Luo Qingya on the painting table.

It's just that Luo Qingya in his painting has a head, limbs, and even a torso......

It's like a lotus root festival, and it's drawn separately.

At first glance, the painting looks a little weird, but on each torso, he marked it with extremely accurate measurements.

No matter how you look at it, it's like a -

A blueprint for the puppet?

The thought of suddenly jumping out made Xiang Xing startled again.

A sense of foreboding gradually appeared in my heart.

So, there really are puppets.

Moreover, this puppet was designed and made by this young man who was a member of the Murong family.

That's why the descendants of the Murong family will hear Luo Qingya's midnight singing...... Is it?

Thinking of the end, Xiang Xing still had a hint of skepticism.

But it doesn't quite make sense.

I couldn't think of a clue left and right, and I couldn't wake up from this dream, so the little guy had to squat beside the boy and watch her continue to paint.

Until Luo Qingya on the stage finished singing the song and bowed deeply to the audience.

Then, the graceful voice that was as sultry as alcohol opened his mouth leisurely.

"Everyone, I'm sorry, Qingya wants to announce something tonight."

Luo Qingya said, suddenly raised her hand and snapped her fingers, signaling the band behind to stop playing.

Soon, the audience also fell silent, looking at the beauty on the stage suspiciously.

I saw that she seemed to have made up her mind, and she smiled with relief.

He bowed deeply to the audience again.

"Perhaps, it was very sudden, but Qingya decided to tell everyone tonight...... Tonight is Qingya's last night on stage. ”

"Qingya, I'm going to retire."

She spat out the words leisurely.

The face was filled with an extremely happy light, and a strong love that could not be concealed as much as possible.

Xiang Xing couldn't help but think of the story Jiang Yang had said.

The singer who rises and falls in the red dust falls in love with the big warlord who dominates one side, and is determined to retire and stay with him.

“…… What the? What the?! ”

When the audience and guests heard this, they were shocked.

Luo Qingya is going to retire!

This swaying golden rose will never continue to sway on the stage from now on!

Even the painting boy beside Xiang Xing widened his eyes in disbelief when he heard this.

But then, the speed of his painting became faster and faster.

As if he wanted to complete the masterpiece in his hands before Luo Qingya stepped down tonight.

The whole ballroom was in an uproar.

So that what Luo Qingya said next, Xiang Xing didn't hear it very clearly.

She only knew that after the young man had finished drawing the last stroke, Luo Qingya on the stage finally bowed again, turned around without hesitation, and returned to the backstage amid a scream.

Many guests rushed to the stage excitedly when they saw her leave, wanting to catch up with her.