In the stadium, torrents of applause erupted, and many people clapped their hands vigorously, looking for Milu everywhere.
As a persistent singer-songwriter, Li Xinghan even got up from his seat, whistling and applauding, obviously also looking forward to it.
His agent, Wang Cheng, touched Khan a little worried: This kid shouldn't really have any crooked thoughts...
The atmosphere of the stadium is warm.
Lu Xinnuan and Xue Lu could see clearly in the background, and their faces were stained with success to varying degrees.
Just when everyone was excited and looking forward to it, everyone looked at the big screen and suddenly found out--
Lu Mian, who was originally sitting in the fan area calmly, stood up.
With long, straight legs, she took a neat step, stepped down the steps, and was walking from the fan area to the VIP area.
? ? ?
Many people are at a loss. Is it possible that Lu Mian still wants to face Mr. Milu?
Arrogant! Social society!
The staff next to him who helped lift the microphone were extremely helpless and followed Lu Mian in small steps.
Li Ge on the stage let out a long sigh of relief and smiled obviously.
Sun Wei, who was standing next door, immediately scolded him, "Li Ge, you can take back my laugh! How can you laugh in front of so many people and cameras! You have to express regret, annoyance and anger. Row!"
Li Ge stubbornly put aside his head, "I don't!"
Then he smiled happily and took the lead in applauding.
Sun Wei was so angry that he stomped his feet: "I finally smashed the country for you, so you are ruined!"
The hostess didn’t notice their little actions, and she didn’t expect Lu Mian to be so rampant. She proactively said, "It seems that Miss Lu wants to make it clear in person. Then, please ask our camera teacher to work harder, please look at us Where is Mr. Milou?!"
Cameraman: Why use your nonsense? ! We have worked very hard, except for Lu Mian who was walking, no one moved anymore!
At the scene, there was no second person to stand up.
Some people already find it strange.
until--
Under everyone's gaze, Lu Mian flicked the earphone cable and walked to Milu's seat in a hurry.
Milu's special seat is set up in the C position of creative masters.
Lu Mian glanced at the colleagues on the left and right, too lazy to let them give up their seats together, propped on the table with one hand, rolled over neatly, turned over the table, and jumped in.
Everyone:...
Handsome is handsome enough, but what is the situation?
The hostess was caught off guard and quickly reminded: "Miss Lu, that's Mr. Milu's position!"
However, an even more surprising turn came.
After Lu Mian jumped into the seat, she sat down neatly and handsomely without any hesitation.
Everyone:? ? ?
She sat down...
Sat down...
Down...
The fans can't stand it at all, this is a provocation, this is the provocation of Chi Guoguo!
They want to--
Before they could say anything, Lu Mian leaned back in his chair lazily, picked up the microphone on the table, and placed it on his lips, alienated and indifferent through the voice of the mask.
"I am Milu."
! ! !
Lu Mian said five words in total, but he seemed to have lost five thunders.
Li Ge applauded happily.
Fu Yu and Shen Yixin looked at each other and smiled, very pleased.
Ye Ling and Ye Jinwen wailed their support cards and called crazy.
Xiao Qimo stared around vigilantly, whoever dared to beat his wife's idea, he would attack anyone.
The huge scene was blank and suffocated for a long time.
People who don't know, the first reaction is not to believe.
The hostess suspected that she had auditory hallucinations, and felt that Lu Mian was joking. As soon as she was about to reprimand the other party for a little restraint, the voice of the chief planner Qiao Yaqian sounded in the headphones.
"She's right, she is Mi Lu...Fuck, Lu Mian is Mi Lu, what's all this!" Qiao Yaqian yelled out these words weakly and excitedly while staring at the monitor in the background.
Qiao Yaqian, the elegant and dignified Qiao family strong woman, actually said dirty words.
All the staff who learned the information through the headset, Qi Qi Petrochemical.
As the only President Qiao who contacted Mr. Milu and met Milu himself, no one would question her.
The hostess was dumbfounded immediately and didn't know how to deal with it.
Li Ge plucked up the courage. He took the hostess's microphone and shouted with so many eyes in the audience, "Yes, Lu Mian is Milu! She didn't plagiarize! She didn't hit the side ball. She just continued her style!"
Finally said it!
The fear of a society being able to shout out these words in public is simply the limit in interpersonal communication.
Sun Wei next to him, like a pillar that lost his soul, took a few steps back.
He raised his head and stared at Li Ge, "You, did you know from the beginning?"
Li Ge returned the microphone to the hostess, and looked at Sun Wei disappointedly, "No, I learned about it about 20 minutes ago."
He always believed in Lu Mian, and chose to stand on Lu Mian's side.
It's just that my buddy and assistant is too utilitarian.
Sun Wei calculated the time. It was just when he was about to surrender to Milu... He always thought that he was doing the right thing. Sooner or later, Li Ge would thank him. As a result...
No wonder he heard Milou's voice on the phone, a little familiar.
How could this be? !
The female host was unable to continue to host normally because of her gaffe. Fortunately, another male host came to the rescue in time and let her go to rest first.
The male host has a relatively high level of professionalism. Coupled with Qiao Yaqian’s reminder, he immediately said, "Master Milu is a humorous person, and he made a little joke with all of us. We have confirmed with the organizer Joe , Miss Lu Mian is indeed Milu herself!"
hiss……
The sound of air-conditioning came one after another at the scene.
This news was officially confirmed to be true, then next--
All the braised noodles were fried, completely fried, and they all stood up because they were overly emotional.
Fan A: Damn it! Mr. Milu actually broke into our fans? !
Fan B: Mr. Milu nodded and smiled at me just now!
Fan C: How can Mr. Milu's hands hold such a heavy object as a support card!
Fan D: My fist is a little itchy, can I beat Mr. Milou on the back?
"..."
The halogen fan cried with joy, moved because of the close contact with the idol, and regretted and feared because he almost hit the idol just now.
As for the others at the scene.
Master Kunyang smiled like a child, his palms were about to pat red.
Standing on the chair, Li Xinghan slapped himself while looking at the exquisite side face not far away.
He apologized for the nasty thought of Milu in his night clothes.
he! Do not! Match!
Xu Jing's face was blue, and his emotions did not occur.
Lu Xinnuan, who was in the background, suddenly rolled his eyes and fainted after learning the news.
