My Lift As A Top Star In A Book

Li Lingcheng was choked by Qin Nuan's words, his lower lip was drawn into a line, and he didn't speak any more.

For some reason, Qin Nuan felt that Li Lingcheng looked haggard tonight, his face was blue, and he looked like everything was not going well.

Holding the green light stick in her hand, she kindly reminded: "You are late, the White Lotus show is over."

After hearing this, Li Lingcheng glanced at the program list on the seats, and found that Bai Weiwei's program was after the opening dance, so he frowned. He stood up from his seat, intending to leave here.

But as soon as he got up, the lights on the stage suddenly turned on. With the gorgeous fireworks and explosive music, the fans in the auditorium immediately boiled. They all stood up and shouted support slogans, and some even leaned on the railing.

The auditorium was already crowded, and the fans all piled up, blocking the exit.

Li Lingcheng frowned.

He glanced at him and danced excitedly, saying that he was a fan of the old man, and there was a hint of mockery and a hint of disbelief in his eyes.

Qin Nuan mingled in the crowd, although he didn't shout excitedly like the fans, but he waved the stick in his hand for the charismatic young man on the stage.

Green waving left and right, fluorescent lights filled the sky, and Li Lingcheng's face was getting greener and greener.

The temperature around him was suddenly a little cold.

Qin Nuan shrank her neck, didn't give Li Lingcheng a single glance, and kept leaning next to Li Jing, discussing with her: "This is the first time I've seen Brother Asi dance, I didn't expect his stage to be so hot! The singing and dancing are excellent! "

After hearing this, Li Lingcheng looked at the display screen above the stage.

Gu Zhengxi stepped on the beat with every movement, and it matched seamlessly with the music. In the middle of a movement, he accidentally lifted a corner of his shirt, revealing the delicate abdominal muscles around his waist.

Deafening shouts suddenly poured down like mountains and seas.

Li Lingcheng covered his ears and clicked his tongue softly, "Vulgar, distorted aesthetics, and simple eyesight."

Qin Nuan didn't like hearing these words anymore, she turned her head to look at Li Lingcheng, and said, "Li Lingcheng, are you pickled fish?"

Li Lingcheng frowned and didn't understand, but he had an intuition that the words were not good, so he asked, "What do you mean?"

Of course, it means that you are sour and disheveled, and it is redundant to sit here.

Qin Nuan pursed her lips and said with a smile, "It's nothing, let's eat fish together when you have time."

Hearing this, Li Lingcheng snorted coldly. He knew that this woman still didn't give up on him.

Just as Li Lingcheng wanted to mercilessly refuse, and casually sneered a few more words, he heard the second half of Qin Nuan's words drifting faintly.

"I think you are quite picky."

Li Lingcheng's mouth froze.

Qin Nuan pursed her lips, ignored him, and turned to look at the stage.

Gu Zhengxi's performance was over, the host walked onto the stage and chatted with him with a microphone. I don't know what we talked about, but Gu Zhengxi suddenly said: "...I am at the scene today, and I really want to thank someone."

After a pause, she suddenly pointed her finger in Qin Nuan's direction: "Thank you, my little sister, for coming all the way to see my performance."

The camera teacher in the auditorium was guided, and the camera immediately pointed at the direction Gu Zhengxi pointed.

Qin Nuan was wearing a mask, and her eyes, like a deer's, were magnified on the monitor.

Gu Zhengxi rolled his eyes, tilted his head and smiled: "Sister Nuan, how is my dancing?"

Qin Nuan, who was covered by the mask, clenched her lower lip.

Assi!

Where is her forty-meter broadsword?

She was going to kill Gu Zhengxi!

Sitting next to Qin Nuan were all Gu Zhengxi's fans. After they found out that the supporting fans beside them were actually Qin Nuan, they all rushed over.

"Miss Qin Nuan, thank you for taking care of our Xixi."

"Miss Qin Nuan, you are more beautiful than on TV!"

"..."

Trapped in the crowd, Qin Nuan raised her hand to give Gu Zhengxi a thumbs up with a "smile all over her face".

Only then did the camera teacher bypass her, and the screen re-cut to the main stage.