Shenhao: Start With Eight Yuan And Eight Seconds To Kill Ten Sets Of Shops

Soon the concert officially began...

Han Shengli dressed in full costume made a grand stage.

Then some deserted places suddenly became lively.

The fans of Han Shengli's brains seemed to have found the target. They stood up at that time, holding high the signs of support.

"Victory Oppa, I want to give you a monkey..."

"Guardian the best Obama in the world."

"Oba, look here, I'm here, Ouba, I love you..." A fat woman who was overweight and weighed close to 200 catties shouted hoarsely.

Even if her voice was hoarse, she didn't even notice it.

There are too many fans, which makes people headache...

The corners of Su Lang's mouth twitched slightly, and he really couldn't understand this kind of demented behavior.

To put it bluntly, you are shouting loudly here, even if the sky is broken.

Nor could it attract Han Shengli's attention.

"Too noisy?" Lin Xiaoxiao turned to look at Su Lang as if he had noticed Su Lang.

"What did you say?"

"I asked you if it was too noisy?" Lin Xiaoxiao's voice was slightly louder.

"Inaudible!"

Lin Xiaoxiao: "..."

Okay, it's a bit too noisy indeed.

There is no way, but as much as possible to get in front of Su Lang, and said: "If you are not used to it, we will leave now."

This time, Su Lang heard it clearly, and then he was stunned on the spot.

Exit?

What about Xiao Mengyao who exits now?

Looking at the time, ten minutes have passed.

It's almost time to retreat!

Secret Technique: Urine Escape.

Su Lang shook his head quickly: "I'm going to the bathroom..."

Before Lin Xiaoxiao could answer, Su Lang had already got up and left.

Lin Xiaoxiao:? ? ?

She didn't understand why Su Lang's urine increased this year!

Is it possible that Su Lang is in poor health?

Do you want to take him to the hospital?

Uh……

After thinking about it, Lin Xiaoxiao shook her head again, throwing this absurd idea out of her head.

...

Area A...

"Sorry, there are too many people, too few toilets, there is a queue..."

Before Xiao Mengyao asked, Su Lang had already spoken first.

"Yeah!" Xiao Mengyao didn't mean to delve into anything, and nodded lightly, with a bright smile on his face: "Su Lang, what do you think of Han Shengli singing?"

At this moment, Han Shengli was singing and dancing hard on the stage, and from time to time he would pop up a few raps.

Well, it's funny anyway.

If it were before, Su Lang would think Han Shengli sang quite well.

But today is different.

As the owner of the magical skill: "Left-handed Singing God", Han Shengli was just ordinary in Su Lang's eyes...

"Generally, nothing special." Su Lang commented pertinently.

"I think so..." Xiao Mengyao nodded solemnly.

In the past, she thought that Han Shengli was pretty good, he was also good-looking, and he sang well.

But now Su Lang says it's average, that's average!

He took a look at the time, um, another ten minutes passed.

It's time to rush to Lin Xiaoxiao's place.

However, when Su Lang was about to sneak away, the stage lights suddenly turned on. For a while, Su Lang couldn't open his eyes.

Immediately afterwards, Han Shengli's voice came from Su Lang's ears.

"Next, I will do an event." Han Shengli raised his mouth slightly and said with a smile: "I will then invite two lucky audience members to come to the stage and perform on the same stage with me."

"Does anyone want to be on stage, where is your applause?"

In an instant, the entire stadium was overwhelmed by thunderous applause.

"Ouba, choose me, choose me..."

"Oba, you are the best."

"Victory Oppa, I love you..."

"Victory Oppa, you are so handsome!"

"..."

Amid the cheers of a crowd of brain-dead fans, two beams of light swiftly passed in the stadium.

Su Lang stopped and adjusted the corners of his clothes, with a bright smile on his face.

He knew that it was time for him to take the stage.

A few seconds later, a bright beam of light directly shone on Su Lang and Yu Jiahang.

"Are two lucky viewers please come to the stage..."

Soon, in front of Su Lang, two bodyguards dressed in black appeared...

"Mr. Su, please..."

"OK..."

Su Lang nodded and stepped onto the stage under the escort of bodyguards.

...

Area C...

Lin Xiaoxiao was thinking about which "unlucky guy" was selected to perform on stage, and then she saw the figure of Su Lang on the stage.

Immediately after...

She was stunned.

Su Lang...

Didn't he go to the bathroom? When did you run to the stage again?

Lin Xiaoxiao's mind is a little confused...

At this moment, Lin Xiaoxiao received a text message.

Immediately after...

"Xiaoxiao, I was selected as soon as I got out of the bathroom."

"Don't worry, I will go up and sing a song and come down."

"Very fast..."

Lin Xiaoxiao: "..."

After reading the text message, Lin Xiaoxiao's mouth twitched wildly.

Good guys!

Lin Xiaoxiao is a good guy!

Others shouted hoarsely for wanting to go on stage and were not drawn. You were drawn when you went to the bathroom?

Amazing!

Su Lang's luck is so good!

...

On the stage, Su Lang and Yu Jiahang are completely at two extremes.

Su Lang's face was smiling brightly, and Yu Jiahang's face was indeed stern, and even a gloomy aura exuded all over his body.

Yu Jiahang half-squinted his eyes and looked at Su Lang coldly.

Originally, in his plan, it was enough to make Su Lang embarrassed on stage alone.

However, Han Shengli changed his plan temporarily, and he proposed to create contrast.

At the same time that Su Lang is embarrassed, lift yourself up!

Yu Jiahang thought, it was really okay.

And he doesn't sing badly, maybe he can pretend to be a big wave at the level.

After a little thought, he agreed.

"Su Lang, you shouldn't be able to sing, right?" Yu Jiahang asked with a soft lips.

Su Lang: Meow meow?

"How do you know I can't?" Su Lang was a little curious.

Yu Jiahang seems to have never heard him sing before, right?

"Last time in the resplendent KTV, so many princesses invited you to sing, but you did not sing, which is enough to explain the problem."

"If I guess right, you are born with five tone incompleteness!" Yu Jiahang said coldly.

Well, Yu Jiahang really guessed it right!

But these are all things before.

Now, the left-handed singing god, the singing little prince of Minheyuan, understand?

"Then wait and see..." Su Lang shrugged and smiled indifferently.

"Su Lang, I hope I can laugh later." Yu Jiahang said with a sneer.

The corner of Su Lang's mouth raised slightly, and he responded softly: "Don't worry about this, I can definitely laugh."

"Humph!"

Yu Jiahang gave Su Lang a vicious look, but Yu Jiahang didn't speak.

He must use practical actions to tell Su Lang what strength is!

He wants to tell Su Lang that he is a scum in front of him!

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