Chapter 30: Male (color) era

It was almost an hour, and it was almost eleven o'clock, when the fans outside were able to enter almost all of them. They sat quietly in this originally huge bar. They looked up at the idols on the stage, Or red-eyed, weeping, or laughing, as if they were meeting for the first time. +++ Cartino Novel Network EbookFREE.me
On the stage, Xiao Qingrong, who was sitting there, was handed over a microphone. He just took a casual look at the fans below, and made the fans want to scream with excitement, but it was desperate patience.
"I'm very happy to meet you today. Maybe I don't know when we will see you next time, so ... let's be a farewell. I want to say something to you, I want to sing a song to you. This time, I will listen to you. . "
His voice is bland with reason (sex), the more so, the more the fans will cry, because even if they like this person again, it is impossible to say that things tonight will not affect To them, maybe, tonight, they will never have tomorrow ...
This is what keeps them from crying.
When you start counting off and start learning to accept a future that may not have each other, it's all uncomfortable trying to cry.
Other people also got microphones in their hands. At this time, even if there are not many bodyguards to maintain order at the scene, but in such a bar, which contains an estimated 2,000 people upstairs and downstairs, the atmosphere is weird, everyone. All tacitly surrounded the stage, but no one dared to squeeze forward.
Their eyes fell greedily on the glowing people on the stage, and they wanted to look at it again, and then look at it again.
When Xiao Qingrong finished speaking, he gave the time to others. He didn't intend to sing. Fang Huaiyang on the side opened his mouth first. He was still cute, although his eyes were reddish, but it was shining in the light.
"Dear friends, everyone! I heard that many people have never heard me sing. Today, I will sing for you, okay? It is my favorite song ~"
He was standing there at the moment, and the people around him left him a stage for the performance. The lights suddenly turned dark, and in the short cheers of the fans, a chasing light hit Fang Huaiyang, and he laughed like that. Looking at his yellow (color) lamp card that was shining in the dark, at this moment, there seemed to be a meteor gliding through his eyes.
Others naturally planned to leave the final commemoration to the fans. Xiao Qingrong was sitting in the corner with the boss, watching the excited fans and Fang Huaiyang performing the stage. The boss Lan was suddenly curious and asked the people around him. .
"Why do you do this?"
Although Mr. Lan did not enter the entertainment industry, he knew a lot about the rules of the entertainment industry. In reality, men are raised or accepted by the rules, which sounds hard to accept, more Not to mention being a popular star?
It can be said that today's Weibo directly burns Xiao Qingrong's two years of hard work. Is this ... really worth it?
Xiao Qingrong turned his head to look at the boss, but asked the boss back.
"What if you don't do this? Are they the same? Accept the rules?"
Boss Lan was cried and laughed, but shook his head.
"You are different from them."
When he first saw Xiao Qingrong, he knew that Xiao Qingrong was different from everyone else. He was too clean, young, and clean. He knew that he was well protected at first glance. When I saw Xiao Qingrong the second time, Mr. Lan was surprised by Xiao Qingrong's face (Yan Yan), and thought that what Weibo said was right, this is a face given by God.
Boss Lan felt at that moment that Xiao Qingrong would definitely not be like ordinary stars. He might have a broader future.
"Not the same?" Xiao Qingrong's eyes fell on Fang Huaiyang on the stage, thinking that the child was crying poorly, just to not accept the qiang rule, but he didn't think there was any difference between the original owner and Fang Xuenan.
"Nothing is different, it's all about life."
Boss Lan didn't believe it. He always felt that Xiao Qingrong was able to do such a thing. There was definitely a trick. If he didn't trick, why would he suddenly make such terrible news?
"So ... what are you going to do?"
This night seemed crazy and cool, but when the night gradually dissipated and the light gradually came, then the social morals in people's mouths and what about the crazy man in people's mouths were enough to be able to spray these people to death.
People went to the skin in the dark (Tuo off), turned into beasts, and did those cannibalism.
But as soon as the light came, they put on human skin again, pretending that they were born with nothing, accusing those who departed from them.
The society is hereditary. Stars have left the public and targeted many people. Now, Xiao Qingrong and other people broke the news, which is enough for most ordinary people in the society to target.
No way, this world is full of so many elites, they are attacking people better than them, trying to pull these good people down the abyss, this is considered comfortable.
"After?" Xiao Qingrong looked at the boss in amazement, with a hint of doubt in his eyes.
Why do you ask this?
A word in his eyes made Mr. Lan cried and laughed, he (mot Mo) (mot Mo) his round belly, said.
"I didn't look at you like this, and gave birth to a bit of cowardice? I have been mixed in rivers and lakes, and I have seen too many things, but you brought a little blood to those people, think Resist Fang Xuenan's studio. You need good lawyers now. I know some lawyers and can introduce them to you. Of course, if you have no money, I can lend you money. "
Seeing that this child was raised by Bao Bao, he has made hundreds of millions of pitiful money. It is also a pity that he does not have his own money. Boss Lan admits that he likes money, but he likes making friends more, he feels This kid is pretty good.
[Host, I see Boss Lan was conquered by your charm! 618 expressed excitement for such a person who sent money actively, although he did not feel that the host was short of money, but the host had not yet terminated the contract. Of course, the money had not been delivered. Someone took the money at this time, and 618 was naturally happy.
"How much do you lend me?" Xiao Qingrong smiled, and then asked, this kind of lack of push (off tuo), immediately made a little smile on Boss's face, he patted it with his hands.
"I am a blue dye bar, that is, playing. My family has a wine farm in France, and I have a lot of houses to lend to you. If I have money, I can have almost 100 million running funds. But I ca n’t give it all to you, only 50 million. How?

He is just for making friends. Boss Lan believes that when the lawsuit is fought, Fang Xuenan's studio will definitely spit out the money that Xiao Qingrong had earned before. He will lend to the other party, and the other party will not pay back. He does not Lack of money. Earlier, he bought a lot of houses in Beijing. For 50 million, he borrowed them.
"Thank you, Mr. Lan. I just can use it to hire a lawyer."
Xiao Qingrong was also not polite, holding a wine glass and holding a glass with Boss Lan. The two talked very well. After all, in this society, the icing on the cake is easy, and it is difficult to give charcoal in the snow. It's also a personality! !! !!
On the stage, everyone worked very hard. They sang and danced for the fans, showing an ego that fans have never seen before. Even Liao Chongjun sat there chatting with the fans and said that every time he updated Weibo Will secretly read everyone's messages and tell you some funny messages that you have seen before, which will cause everyone to cheer.
The bartender kept delivering the wine. The girls were the kind of wine or fruit juice with a low degree. For boys, there are many choices. Everyone holds a wine glass and admires everything on the stage. Some of them are the first. I drank it once, but this sweet wine was a bit bitter in the mouth.
Some fans have red cheeks, they smile and cheer with red eyes, and call the names of the people they like, as if this moment is permanent.
The noisy stage seemed to have no end. It always went from eleven o'clock to two o'clock in the morning. The people on the stage were finally tired. The fans on the stage were also drunk and drunk. The boss has called to have people around the hotel come to pick you up.
This cost is of course Liao Chongjun. They give money. The hotel owner is a friend of the blue boss. Naturally, nothing will happen. When all the fans are sent to the car, it is already four o'clock in the morning, and the weather is slightly cool. At the end of the distance, there seems to be a dawn to shine along the horizon ...
Liao Chongjun and others were also drunk and drunk. They were stayed in the nanny car by the hotel's guests under the arrangement of Mr. Lan.
"I, I'm really happy ... I actually like them, I, I want to sing, I want to show them to dance, I ... I'm not at all like leaving the entertainment circle ..."
Fang Huaiyang, who was completely drunk holding a doll, was crying like a child at this time, and he choked. He was reluctant to accept the coming dawn. He closed his eyes and closed his eyes, and could see his long eyelashes Tremble.
"Me too. Every time when I saw them picking up at the airport, I wanted to tell them not to come, but the agent refused to let them, so I can see them every time, in summer and winter. ... "
"Did I tell them today that I really cherish them? Because they like them, I can stand in the entertainment industry, and I can live a good life ..."
"Ha ha ha ha! Who knows if you said it, anyway, I said it! I used to be a wine accompany and I was compensated for my stomach bleeding, but then I became a star and was chased by them, never So many people have liked me, even if they like my face, I and I are happy ... "
Several people kept talking nonsense in a car. Xiao Qingrong looked at it from the position of co-pilot, but laughed.
Even if deep in the mud, there is still a flower blooming in my heart, is this a star?