Chapter 1224, Dad, I'm so proud of you!

"Help whom?" This question really stumped Chen Sixuan. Help Li Chengcheng teach Lin Huanxi a lesson? That's impossible. Help Lin Huanxi deal with Li Qicheng? That's not true.

Chen Sixuan said irritably: "I don't know who to help." Not to help me anyway. ”

Li Qingcheng stared at Chen Sixuan with a smile and asked with a smile, "What?" Would you like to join in too? ”

"Bah." Chen Sixuan denied it. "Although Gu nǎinǎi is not as troublesome as you, how can you be considered decent on the plate, tall and long-legged, and you are afraid that you won't be able to catch a golden beetle? Need a man who can rob his sister? ”

Li Qingcheng smiled and said, "It's not good to use this word." Now the two nǎi are smart, just give money, who wants that title? Haven't heard of it? The wife is a maid, a nanny, a washing machine, and a lover is a boss's daughter's bank card. ”

"You're sour." Chen Sixuan does not give face to expose. "Let you switch your identity with her, will you change it?"

"I'm suing you, hitting people doesn't slap your face. Be careful with me and you in a hurry. ”

Outside was noisy and noisy, the big screen was playing a clip of Mi Zi'an's previous concert, intermittent slogans came and went, and from time to time there were men or women who were emotional and difficult to control themselves shouting 'Mi Zi'an, I love you', which was deafening and resounding throughout the audience.

However, the box seems to be isolated from the world, and it has become a quiet little world of its own.

Lin Huanxi didn't speak, Qin Luo didn't know what to say, Wang Yangxin and Jesus were both human beings, so naturally they wouldn't make a noise at this time.

Only Bei Bei looked puzzled, looked at Qin Luo, then at Lin Huanxi, and said, "Dad, Mom, why don't you speak?" ”

"What do you want to hear?" Lin Huanxi took Bei Bei in his arms and asked.

"I like to hear whatever you say." Bei Bei said coquettishly. "Don't you think—everybody doesn't speak, and sits here like a big fool?"

A group of people laughed, and even the corners of Lin Huanxi's mouth rose.

Qin Luo secretly breathed a sigh of relief, hoping that this incident had not affected her mood.

Suddenly, the venue was plunged into darkness, with only a small dim light on the stage reminding everyone that 'no need to run, this is not a power outage'.

Boom -

On the electronic screen, colorful fireworks explode, followed by a circle of stirring geometric music jumping and tumbling.

A woman's slightly hoarse but bewildering voice came from the venue, and a woman with pigtails wandered high in the air, like a night spirit.

Wow -

The applause was thunderous, and the heroine of this event, Mi Zi'an, appeared beautifully.

Infected by this overall emotion, Qin Luo and the others also applauded.

"This is 'Heat.'" Wang Yangxin explained. Mi Zi'an became an instant hit with this song. She put it in the first song at this concert, which seems to be a bit interesting. ”

"It turned out to be "Heat"." Qin Luo thought. He really didn't know what song Mi Zi'an was singing.

With the rhythm of the music, the lifting platform slowly lowered, sending Mi Zi'an to the stage.

Today's Mi Zi'an is different from the past, in the past, she sang and danced vigorously, singing and dancing beautifully, complementing each other. throws the audience's emotions into the air again and again.

Today she just walks around softly and sings quietly. This gives people the illusion that Mi Zi'an, a rock diva, has suddenly become Liang Jingru, the spokesperson for healing love songs.

The audience was still a little uncomfortable at first, with noisy voices of dissatisfaction that could not be heard. With Mi Zi'an's affectionate performance, all those noises and dissatisfaction disappeared, and every audience seemed to have walked into Mi Zi'an's inner world.

At the end of the song, the applause was thunderous.

Actually, Mi Zi'an, who doesn't dance, also performed very well on stage, very, very good. There is another kind of unassuming - the taste of little women.

"I'm sorry. I can't dance. Mi Zi'an said. Mi Zi'an's apologetic face appeared on the big screen. "A week ago, during a rehearsal, I injured my leg. The doctor told me to recuperate for three months—"

"Ahh

The audience shouted from the audience.

"An An, why did you come to power? What should I do if my injury gets worse? ”

"An An, don't worry. We can wait. What is three months? We're willing to wait for you for three, thirty, three hundred—"

"An An, do you want to protect yourself? I love you more than my wife - no, I love you like my wife - wife, don't you pinch it, okay? I just want to express my concern for An An. ”――

Mi Zi'an's hands and mouth made a 'shh

This scene made Qin Luo stunned. When he held a press conference, he was so angry that he wanted to slap the table, and the bastards in the audience were still talking about their own things-

"It's not all about trust, is it?" Qin Luo thought maliciously. Otherwise, how could they be so obedient and cooperative?

Qin Luo, who has never chased stars, doesn't understand, he doesn't know how attractive idols are.

"But, a week later, I was on stage." Mi Zi'an continued. "I want to thank one person. You should be thankful as well. Because he was the one who cut the three-month recovery time to one week, he was the one who kept me from postponing or canceling this concert, and he was the one who allowed me to stand here and hear you. ”

Bang Bang Bang -

The fans were easily satisfied, and Mi Zi'an said, 'Let me stand here and hear your voices', and they immediately couldn't stand it, crying, shouting, applauding, whistling, and some people fainted excitedly and were carried away by the security guards.

However, Qin Luo, who was sitting in the box, didn't see this. Otherwise, he must have thought that this person was hired by Mi Zi'an's brokerage company for a lot of money-

"He's Qin Luo." Mi Zi'an smiled and said the name. "Qin of Emperor Qin and Han Wu, Luo of Luoshui. Everyone should be familiar with this name, right? - It seems that he is more famous than me. ”

"Qin Luo."

"Qin Luo."

"Qin Luo"――

In the venue, the fans shouted the name of 'Qin Luo' in unison.

Qin Luo was moved.

Someone always asks him, Qin Luo, what are you doing all this for?

There are always people laughing at him, Qin Luo, don't you think you're a fool?

There are always people attacking him, Qin Luo, you shouldn't be a doctor, you should be an actor-

However, Qin Luo never gave up.

Because he knows what he needs. He knew better than everybody - he knew what he wanted.

The wrinkled but smiling smile at him when Yundian was in Yundian, the simple folk voice who brought him a few eggs or a bowl of pork to add vegetables, the Chinese compatriots who refused to see a doctor in order to rest and eat for themselves when they were on the treasure island, the 10,000-person greeting and standard military salute after returning from South Korea, the bloody battle in Paris and the unwillingness to retreat - and the voice of 'Qin Luo' that was loud at this moment.

That's what he wants. That's all he wants.

Money only gives him material satisfaction, but these can shake his heart and fill every nerve and cell of his life.

Cure.

Save.

This is the foundation of medicine. It is also the meaning of Qin Luo's life.

"Dad, I'm so proud of you." Bei Bei ran over and hugged Qin Luo's thigh and said. The little girl's excited face turned crimson, she didn't expect her 'father' to be so popular and charming. It's so blissful.

"Me too." Qin Luo's eyes were moist.

“――”

The big screen once again showed Mi Zi'an's pretty face, and she said with a smile: "He said that in a week, I can stand on the stage again." He did it. It's as magical as the song "Heat" just now that brought me to you - "Heat" is dedicated to Qin Luo, and the next song "Don't Run" is given to you-"

"Oooh-oh-"

The audience once again burst into frantic applause and shouts.

Click――

In another box, a handsome young man smashed a glass on the floor and shattered it.

"Qin Luo. It's Qin Luo again. The man roared like an enraged wolf. Mean woman. Die. All of you are going to die. ”

Several men in black stood around, as if they didn't see the scene in front of them.

Their eyes were focused and attentive - looking at Mi Zi'an on the big screen.

Love has nothing to do with age, national boundaries xìng, and the number of others. The same is true for star-chasing.

(PS: Voting has nothing to do with the number of people in the age country.) ）