Song Yanheng didn't care either: "Sheng Yuan wants to help you, but Sheng Qing wants to destroy you." This time, if I don't do it, you won't have an easy time in C City. ”

Tang Yici's brows furrowed for a moment, but soon, he was as calm as ever.

"Yan Heng, don't you just want to set up my relationship with Sheng Qing? You want to know, why Sheng Qing treated me like that, and I still have to help her frame Song Chu. I won't tell you. Even if you really want to destroy me completely this time, I won't tell you. ”

"I won't ruin you, and I won't let Sheng Qing ruin you." Song Yanheng smiled lightly, but no one could see what this smile meant.

Tang Yici couldn't see it.

Song Yanheng was indifferent, like a daily chat: "I haven't seen you for a while, you have really changed a lot." ”

"Really?" Tang Yizi hooked the corners of his lips, "Look at your girlfriend, starting with me, to this little Lori, they are all different styles, you still really love to try different types." Since you said that I have changed now, are you interested in starting over with me? ”

Tang Yi didn't say anything, Song Yanheng really didn't find out that from the beginning to the present, the people around him were really beauties of various personalities.

"I'm not really interested."

Song Yanheng smiled, pulled Mo Xiaobai around Tang Yici, and left.

Tang Yici still stood there, not moving.

She thought silently, Song Yanheng walked so happily just now, did she really have no trace of attachment?

Song Chuchu just came in through the small door of the restaurant. The ribbon-cutting ceremony was about to begin, and she went out with Sheng Yuan.

When I arrived at the main gate, there was a battle in front of me. was about to shock Song Chu.

It's not that Song Chu hasn't seen the world at the beginning of the year. I think that at the beginning, when Xihe opened, she also invited a well-known singer to help. It attracted a lot of boys and girls, and it was really lively.

However, the current situation, the word lively, is no longer enough.

This road is paralyzed, and it goes without saying. What's even more terrifying is that there is a stampede that happened directly here.

This directly reminded Song Chu of the beginning. The shadow of that concert.

Zhou Xiyu is a brain pump, this is a fact that everyone admits. But in most cases, Zhou Xiyu's brain was convulsed. Always pull someone and with her.

At the beginning of the Song Dynasty, he was always unfortunate to be shot.

It's also a pleasure to watch the concert. If the person who held the concert didn't have so many brainless fans.

The biggest feature of Miss Song's life: casualness. I always dreamed of being a sloth. As a result, a lazy little girl. When the concert was entered. I'm going to be squeezed and cry.

At the beginning of the Song Dynasty, several strands of hair were pulled off. If the things on his body were not desperately protected, he would definitely be drowned in the crowd.

Not to mention being stepped on.

Regarding being stepped on, after that time, Song Chu had a deep experience. Sneakers and board shoes are fine, the force area is relatively large, and the pain is relatively small. Spikes, high heels, that's going to be dead. Especially shoes with thin heels, step on the foot. That's no different from being poked with a needle.

At the beginning of the Song Dynasty, his feet hurt and he couldn't walk. Take a look when you get home. The surface of the foot is bruised. It took more than a week to get better.

Since then, at the beginning of the Song Dynasty, he had a fear of a crowded place, and he only felt a faint pain in his feet.

At this moment, Song Chuchu looked at the situation in front of him and had no doubts. If she's standing in the crowd right now, then her feet are really, don't want it anymore.

Song Chu felt terrifying, but Sheng Yuan liked it.

Looking at the crowd in front of him, Sheng Yuan proudly approached Song Chuchu - he didn't get close, and he couldn't hear the sound clearly.

"How's that, isn't it? I've got the SL group here. ”

Song Chuchu's eyes widened, and he looked at the stage on his right in disbelief.

It's not the SL group that has been in the limelight for the past two years!

"Wow, it's SL!"

Zhou Xiyu came out of the hotel, saw the people on the stage, jumped up and grabbed Song Chu's hand, and looked at Song Chuchu with tears in his eyes: "I and the beginning of the year, I also watched their concert last year!" ”

Zhou Xiyu was about to cry proudly.

Isn't it just them, isn't it just a magical fate? At the beginning of the Song Dynasty, he knew why there were so many people here.

As for the free concerts, SL fans are not all coming from all over the country!

"Damn, what the hell is this, please? Damn retarded! As soon as Shi Yu went out, he came to such a sentence.

Not to mention, although Miss Song has always felt that Shi Yu is unreliable. But Shi Yu's words just now really spoke the voice of Song Nian's heart, the sound of his heart.

Zhou Xiyu jumped over and fought with Shi Yu.

Jiang Huainan had a gloomy face and went over to pull people.

On stage, the SL group sang the last song, and the host took the stage. Seeing the host, Song Chu was shocked again.

That's not a certain sister.

Is this battle like the opening of a Malatang restaurant? Is this Malatang or that simple, popular Malatang?

When Song Chu came to the stage, there was an obvious illusion: she was not attending the opening ceremony, she was attending the Spring Festival Gala.

Miss Song has seen a big scene, but she still can't help but get nervous.

Whoever puts it on it will be nervous. The audience on the street in front of you is forgotten. Even the railings in front of the shops on the second and third floors were full of people, all staring at the stage with eager eyes.

It's a challenge.

Song Chu indifferently picked up the gold scissors from the tray, walked indifferently to the ribbon, indifferently faced everyone, waited for the host to finish the instructions, indifferently, picked up the scissors, and cut the ribbon.

The colored paper fell from above, scattering the beginning of the Song Dynasty, and it was prosperous.

The completion went very smoothly, and Song Chu felt that he was really promising, and in front of these thousands of audiences, there was no stage fright.

Song Chu drank wine with Sheng Yuan at the beginning of the year, and then turned around and stepped down.

Song Yanheng was waiting for her on the steps. Song Chu proudly stretched out his hand to him, white and tender hands, carved from jade.

Song Yanheng held Song Chuchu's hand, led her off the stage, and praised her without hesitation: "At the beginning of the year, you didn't have any training, how did you perform so well?" ”

"Really, it's not that great." Song Chuxiao's eyes were crooked, and he was modest without sincerity.

"It's really good, I've recorded it, don't believe it, go back and see for yourself."

Song Chu was very happy, this was the first time she had participated in such a large-scale event on stage. I used to participate in that little speech contest, and there were not even three or four hundred spectators.

The girl was so excited that she had a lot to say, but suddenly she heard a voice from the crowd.

"Who was the ribbon cutter just now, it looks a little familiar." (To be continued.) )