- "Lu Huacai! You're a! Beware of the Mo Evil God, summoning a Nine Heavens Divine Thunder to kill you! ”

- "Upstairs is wrong, I guess the great god will ride a battery car and a jumping bomb will explode on his concert and give him a head shot!" ”

- "Upstairs is a fool, it's clearly a whirlwind charge tornado!" ”

- "Joy Bomb!" ”

- "Whirlwind Charge Tornado!" ”

What follows is a full of swiping screen quarrels, it seems that riding a battery car to fly has a higher degree of attention than other things!

Lu Huacai saw that his Weibo had become a battlefield, and scolded angrily: "Shouldn't you discuss my new song!" What a bullshit battery car to discuss! ”

He moved his fingers and posted a Weibo: "Don't make any noise, please wait quietly for my new song!" ”

- "@路华采, Lao Tzu quarrels about you Korean stick shit, fuck off!" Let's continue with the one upstairs, the jumping bomb is bouncing straight force, crossing a parabola, and the flight trajectory of the great god is obviously exactly the same as the one. ”

- "@路华采, stupid and lacking, Lao Tzu is quarrelling, what kind of Weibo are you posting, and Lao Tzu is still waiting to refresh the page!" By the way, upstairs is also stupid, isn't the whirlwind charge tornado a parabola? ”

- "@路华采, stupid! Jump Bomb! ”

- "@路华采, stupid! Whirlwind Charge Tornado! ”

- "@路华采, stupid! When will the new song be released? ”

- "@路华采, stupid! Do you think the Great God of Mo Evil will go! ”

……

"Poof!"

Seeing this scene, Lu Huacai's chest was stuffy, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

scolded the one next door, my Weibo, you actually said I was annoying, and scolded me! You're still being unreasonable!

And the following fools who follow the trend! Do you know what it is? Just scold me!

It's like you can't talk if you don't scold me, don't you! What a rhythm this has!

My Weibo, I can't speak if I don't scold, who set the rules for you!

"Huacai! Our tickets were sold out all at once. The assistant hurriedly ran in and said with a panicked face.

"It's a good thing it's sold out! What are you panicking about? ”

Lu Huacai's heart was relieved, he only learned from what happened last time, although the crisis public relations did a good job, but there were still a large number of people who didn't buy his account, this time he was trying to save the situation with the help of Mo Ye.

You must know that this song was written by an internationally renowned composer and lyricist at a great price.

It also refers to some scientific theories to make the melody of the song closer to the human body's sad signal.

He's planning to make a hit with this song!

The assistant swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said, "It's a good thing that the tickets are sold out, but there are a lot of chocolates similar to Rexiang at the door, all of which are selling crazy, and the audience has to bring them in." ”

"Poof!"

Lu Huacai pressed his chest tightly, threw the mobile phone in his hand directly to the ground, and suddenly fell apart, he jumped to his feet angrily and scolded: "Scold the next door!" What are they doing with this at my concert? Isn't that a special provocation for me! Get these people out for me! ”

"No!" The assistant hurriedly persuaded: "If you drive it out, there will be only a few people left, and most of them will be bought!" ”

Mo Xie laughed while reading Weibo, this group of people is really a group of talents, and they scold everyone so justifiably.

When the two arrived at the concert, Li Ying said to Mo Ye: "I'll buy a ticket." ”

"What a ticket! We are here to smash the field, and we still have to buy tickets, is it called smashing the field if we buy tickets to enter? ”

Mo Xie grabbed her and led him to the gate.

"Mo Xie, you won't want to go in, right! So many security guards. ”

Li Ying was speechless, is this about to start before entering the door? Didn't you say that you were the emperor of sorrow, and then came to sing!

"What to fight? So low things, how could I possibly do it. ”

Mo Ye pursed his lips and said disdainfully.

"Where's your ticket?"

Sure enough, the two were stopped by the security guards.

"Wait a minute!"

Mo Xie took out a bottle of beer from the beer crate and drank it in front of the security guard.

"What are you doing? You won't be allowed to enter without a ticket, not to mention that you're still drinking. The security guard yelled.

The people in line also cursed.

"Why are you like this, don't get in the way if you don't have a ticket!"

"Yes! We're still waiting to listen to the song, and by the way, watch a battle of the century! ”

"Get out of the way! You're here to do something! ”

……

Mo Xie glanced at the group of people coldly, didn't say a word, and said to the security guard who was about to get angry: "Drip! Student Card! ”

The people in line immediately laughed and couldn't hold their stomachs.

"This man turned out to be a madman! You went to the concert to swipe your student card, you thought it was a bus! ”

"The best thing is that it also comes with its own dubbing, I really convinced you!"

……

Then the scene of all the eggs shattering to the ground happened, and the security guard suddenly sat on the ground and cried bitterly, patting the floor and crying, tears like the Yellow River: "Student card! When I was a student! Why didn't I have a student ID back then! If I could take the bus to work, why would I be a security guard now! ”

"That makes sense!"

Mo Ye nodded, and then pulled Li Ying, who looked sluggish, into the concert.

After Mo Xie left, the security guard suddenly returned to his original state, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and looked confused: "! I didn't mean to scold him! Why do you cry all of a sudden? ”

"Drop! Student Card! ”

A person who is not afraid of death came over and tried it, he thought very well, since he can go in this way, then his ticket can be sold to scalpers!

"Roll the calves!" The security guard scolded directly.

"I see! It's because I'm too old to use a student card! ”

The man touched his chin: "Drop!" Old People's Card! ”

"Smack!"

"Ka your mother! Why do you think it's a bus? ”

The security guard slapped him directly, his face full of anger.

……

Mo Ye pulled Li Ying into the concert and found that there were no seats left.

Li Ying asked, "Where are we sitting?" ”

"Go on stage!"

Mo Ye strode onto the stage with two cases of beer on his shoulders, put the beer on the ground, and shouted to the backstage: "I'll bring two chairs for grandpa!" ”

"Who are you! Go down! This is not the place where you can stay, and you can't be so crazy if you want to sign autographs! A backstage steward came over and drove Mo Ye away.

"Hurry up and ask Lu Huacai to come and kowtow to me!"

Mo Xie waved his hand, seeing that no one had brought him a chair, he took a chair and sat down, crossed Erlang's legs, and drank bitterly with a beer.

"Throw this madman down at me."

The steward was furious, called two security guards from the backstage, and stretched out his hand to point at Mo Ye: "You two, if you can't solve this matter for me, you don't have to go to work!" ”

"What are you going to do?"

Li Ying stood up suddenly, her face was full of anger, like a tigress protecting food, her calmness, but this calmness did not include Mo Ye's humiliation.

"Don't worry, let them lift, with their little strength, it's hard to get on the kang, and they still carry me." Mo Xie stretched out his hand to hold Li Ying in his arms and said with a smile.