There are too many people to thank you, count the names one by one, and there will be something missing after all, so it's better to just say thank you.

Applause poured in from all directions.

Wen Qiao looked at the heavy golden trophy in his hand and finally smiled.

Fu Nanli felt the flashing lights behind him, the group of Wen Qiao's admirers were frantically taking pictures, the blue tendons on his forehead were jumping hard, and he reached out and pulled his tie.

Finally ended, Fu Nanli got up and walked to the backstage under the escort of his bodyguards.

Qin Bei held a bouquet of yellow roses in his hand dotted with stars in the sky, Fu Nanli took it and entered the backstage.

Wen Qiao sat in front of the dressing mirror and removed her earrings, the ear clips had been clamped for so long that the earlobes were so red that they were dripping blood.

As soon as she removed the ear clip, a hand reached over, and the warm touch, she raised her eyes to see that it was Fu Nanli, who was gently helping her twist the earlobe.

The flowers were set aside, and the man's deep voice was warm in the noisy backstage: "Does it hurt?" ”

Wen Qiao removed the other ear clip and rubbed it: "A little." ”

He gently massaged her earlobes.

Lu Youyou suppressed his voice excitedly on the side: "Wow, just such a simple action, I feel that the sexual tension is enough." ”

Dong Yao took her hand and walked out: "Is your boyfriend's sexual tension insufficient?" ”

Lu Youyou grabbed the door frame and whispered: "In public, you are so top-notch, can you pay attention to the influence?" ”

Dong Yao directly dragged the person out: "It's all public anyway, what do I have to pay attention to." ”

The corridor was greeted by a few of Dong Yao's female fans, who were very excited and asked for a group photo, Dong Yao said coldly: "I'm sorry, I don't take a group photo." ”

Lu Youyou wanted to cry without tears: "Can you be a little more friendly?" They're your fans. ”

Dong Yao: "I've always been like this. ”

Several female fans said behind him: "Yes, yes, he's always been like this, don't quarrel with Dong Yao, he's very good like this, don't pretend, we all like it very much." ”

Lu Youyou was speechless, with a cold face to the fans, and the fans also helped him speak.

The top class can be so capricious, Dong Yao is the only one.

The other top performers envy him so much.

Backstage, the boys who were going to offer flowers swarmed at the backstage, and saw a man pinching Wen Qiao's earlobes, and the two behaved very intimately.

"She's a boyfriend, right?"

"Seems to be."

"Damn, I seem to be pretty handsome."

"No matter how handsome you are, what can you do? is not young, and sooner or later he will be kicked by Wen Qiao. ”

"Can we still go up and lay flowers?"

"Why can't it? We are an appreciation of art. ”

A group of five or six boys, each with a red rose, lined up to send flowers to Wen Qiao.

The boy, who was originally quite horizontal, was immediately stunned when he saw Fu Nanli's gloomy face, threw the flowers on Wen Qiao's dresser, and immediately fled.

Followed by Wen Qiao's family, Su Ce rubbed Wen Qiao's head: "Ah Qiao behaved very well, uncle is proud of you." ”

Su Ce deliberately, his niece, why should he look at the eyes of Master Fu, he rubbed his head if he wanted to, what could he do to him.

Fu Dashao can't do anything to him, but he can treat his niece like that.

Wen Chi Wenmo's mother and Uncle Ji congratulated her, and Wen Qiao handed the trophy to Wen Mo: "Give it to your sister." ”

Wen Mo's eyes were shining, and he couldn't put it down and stroked his sister's trophy, and he admired his sister even more.

Wen Chi hooked his neck: "Give me a touch too." ”