Hearing Luo Xiaoqian's voice, the fans quieted down.

Looking around, looking at the pair of eyes that looked at her, Luo Xiaoqian's heart was full of emotion, she has also been a fan, although she has never been as crazy as them, but she can also understand the feeling of wanting to get closer to each other when she sees her idol.

"Thank you so much for picking me up." She bent down and bowed to everyone, "I know everyone has been waiting for a long time, if I leave like this, everyone must be unwilling, why don't I sing a few words to everyone, and then we go home together, okay?" ”

"Good!"

Immediately, there was a cheer.

It is absolutely unprecedented for a singer to sing for his fans in such a situation.

Luo Xiaoqian said softly, "It's not good these days, if you don't sing well, forgive me!" ”

Then, she sang like this, not "Lip Dotting", but "Thanks".

"Thank you for bringing warmth back to yourself,

Thank you for the continuation of love in life,

……

Time teaches me to learn to cherish" (excerpt from Zhang Liangying's "Thanks")

No accompaniment, no band, no stage, not even a microphone...... All she held in her hand was a megaphone full of stinging and cacophony, but the sincerity was no less than that of anyone standing on stage.

With a deep bow, Luo Xiaoqian slowly got up and smiled at everyone.

"Xiexie everyone, Xiexie is really late, let's go home together, okay?"

Yu Tong also stepped forward and took the megaphone from her hand, "Please disperse, Xiaoqian will hold a live signing in Beijing Book Building tomorrow, please come back to support Xiaoqian when the time comes!" ”

At this time, the staff also came over to help guide them, and the fans finally dispersed, and Luo Xiaoqian sat smoothly on the car waiting outside.

Looking at the fans chasing after her through the glass, Luo Xiaoqian just sighed softly.

Every singer likes to be loved by fans, but Luo Xiaoqian hopes that they will listen to her music like she likes Leng Zimo, rather than following her footsteps so hard.

came all the way back, and by the time she finally returned to Shijie City, it was already past eleven o'clock in the evening.

Dragged her luggage upstairs, entered the password, opened the door that she hadn't seen for a long time, and was greeted by the warm light in the living room.

Leng Zimo is not in the room, as the head of Dishi, he is busier than her, and he is also out of town at this time, and he doesn't know when he will be back.

This lamp was obviously reserved for her.

After changing her slippers and placing her suitcase at the door, Luo Xiaoqian walked upstairs.

Walking into the bedroom, she noticed at a glance the picture frame placed on the bedside table.

In the frame, she hung her face and was carefully pretending to kiss him.

At a glance, it was recognized that this was an image taken from the video when she infiltrated the Empire State Building, and this guy actually put this photo on the bedside, did he want to embarrass her?

Luo Xiaoqian was just ashamed and angry.

"Leng Zimo, stinky bastard!"

As soon as her voice fell, Leng Zimo's phone had already called.

As soon as the phone was connected, he spat out four words, "Welcome home!" ”

"Weishenme put that picture on the bedside?" Luo Xiaoqian said shyly.

Leng Zimo is simple and direct, "Because I like it." ”

What else could she say, stroking his handsome face in the photo with her fingers, her tone had already turned gentle, "How is your work over there, is it going well?" ”

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