Yanbei City Gymnasium, which made countless people in Yanbei restless, and the tour that was postponed due to He Qianyin's injury finally started. Since the start of ticket sales, in less than a day, all ticket types have been sold out, the people who bought the tickets are happy, and those who have not bought the tickets have gloomy and sad faces that are terrible, and there is a long queue outside the stadium, staring at everyone keenly, trying to keep a ticket at a high price in the hands of those who have tickets.

At eight o'clock in the evening, Zhang Zetao appeared at the Yanbei City Gymnasium on time, and when he saw the long queue outside the gymnasium, he was stunned and didn't know why.

"Sir, I don't know if you can transfer your ticket to me, I'll give you 10,000 yuan."

"Sir, transfer it to me, I'll pay 20,000."

"Thirty thousand".

....... the long queue, when he saw Zhang Zetao appear, his eyes lit up, and he surrounded Zhang Zetao three layers inside and three layers outside.

Zhang Zetao, who never pays attention to entertainment programs, when he felt this kind of battle, it took a lot of effort to escape, and he couldn't escape from this group of people.

Especially several of them, five big and three thick strong men, staring at Zhang Zetao as if looking at a lamb, making Zhang Zetao sigh that He Qianyin's charm is really irresistible.

"Guys, don't surround me, I'm just like you, I don't have a ticket, I'm just here to try my luck."

Zhang Zetao had an idea and said with a wry smile.

"Damn, why don't you $a$ this $ read $ novel (.( yb)(d)(u).) I said earlier, I was blind with so many expressions."

Many of the people surrounding Zhang Zetao rolled their eyes at him and looked at him with disgruntle.

Shrugging his shoulders, Zhang Zetao showed a helpless expression, and after everyone left, he couldn't help wiping the fine sweat on his forehead.

"I really didn't expect Xiaoyin to be so popular."

Zhang Zetao touched his nose, and while everyone was not paying attention, he slowly moved towards the ticket gate.

"Damn, I was fooled, that kid actually lied to us, it's too slippery."

Seeing Zhang Zetao wandering to the ticket gate, and then entering the gymnasium unhindered, several sharp-eyed people couldn't help but complain.

Compared with the complaints of these people, the two ticket inspectors at the ticket gate, looking at Zhang Zetao's ticket, their eyes tightened, and they couldn't help but look at Zhang Zetao in surprise.

Zhang Zetao, who was a little confused by the surprised eyes of the ticket inspectors, didn't know how much shock his ticket caused to the two ticket inspectors.

"Grass, who is this kid, such a cow*, you can get this peerless ticket."

Entering the gymnasium, Zhang Zetao felt the charm of He Qianyin again, and saw that the gymnasium, which was originally very empty, was crowded with people at the moment, and it was extremely difficult to move a step.

"Hello sir, which seat are you?"

In view of the on-site situation, the organizer arranged on-site service personnel, in order to lead those He Qianyin fans who entered the gymnasium, after all, there are so many people in the gymnasium, if these fans are allowed to find their own seats, maybe He Qianyin may not be able to find it after the concert.

took the ticket handed over by Zhang Zetao, and the service staff looked at Zhang Zetao carefully.

"Hello, you are Mr. Zhang."

"Oh, you know me"?

"Well, Manager Yang, you've already greeted us, please come here."

In order to invite Zhang Zetao over, Yang Mei took great pains to not only deliver the tickets in person, but also told the waiter that as long as Zhang Zetao showed up, he would never let him leave.

Walking into the VIP passage and looking at the envious eyes of those fans around him, Zhang Zetao touched his nose.

"Hello, Mr. Zhang, this is your seat".

Led Zhang Zetao to the first row, the middle seat, the waiter respectfully turned to leave.

Zhang Zetao just sat down, and many people in the same row of Zhang Zetao focused their eyes on Zhang Zetao, guessing Zhang Zetao's identity. If you can make it to the first row, you are all people with great influence, or you have deep assets.

"Brother, how much did you spend on this ticket?"

A slightly chubby middle-aged nouveau riche beside Zhang Zetao asked mysteriously.

"What do you mean, I don't quite understand"?

"Brother, don't sell it, how did you get this ticket?"

The nouveau riche was a little displeased and asked curtly.

"Someone else's gift"?

"What"?

Hearing Zhang Zetao's words, the nouveau riche stared round and looked incredulous.

Not only the nouveau riche, but the people around Zhang Zetao who heard Zhang Zetao's words also looked at Zhang Zetao with some surprise, with a look of shock in their eyes.

Each of them, in order to get these tickets, spent a lot of effort and a lot of assets, but they didn't expect that Zhang Zetao, who was sitting in the best position, had a ticket that was given by someone.

"He Qianyin, I love you".

A deafening sound suddenly sounded, startling Zhang Zetao, looking at He Qianyin, who was already standing on the stage at the moment, Zhang Zetao frowned.

As the saying goes, the eyes are the window to the soul, and they can see a person's inner world clearly.

Although He Qianyin was smiling and looking happy now, Zhang Zetao saw a low and languishing look in her eyes.

"What the hell happened to Xiaoyin"?

Zhang Zetao frowned, thinking of Yang Mei's words, is it really related to himself?

He Qianyin, who was standing on the stage, looked at the crowds in the stadium, and there was no resistance in her heart as before.

Her eyes inadvertently swept the first row closest to her, and when she saw Zhang Zetao, her body shook slightly.

"Old man, why is he here?

He Qianyin looked at Zhang Zetao in a daze, looking at the pity in Zhang Zetao's eyes, her heart was shocked, and her closed heart seemed to be slowly loosening.

He Qianyin stared at Zhang Zetao so straight, her heart turned a thousand times, there was friendship, gratitude, and a trace of indescribable feelings.

"He Qianyin, I love you".

The cheers at the scene again pulled He Qianyin back to reality.

With a slight smile, He Qianyin completely showed the model of an international superstar.

"A song, love in autumn, for everyone, I hope you like it".

Melodious music sounded, and along with the music, He Qianyin's soft voice spit out from her sexy red lips.

Melodious, feminine and sensational.

Zhang Zetao listened to this song and finally understood why He Qianyin became an international superstar.

Although she was singing, He Qianyin's eyes always looked at Zhang Zetao intentionally or unintentionally, and when she saw Zhang Zetao listening carefully to her songs, her heart was as sweet as drinking honey.

One song after another was sung from He Qianyin's mouth, and the already hot atmosphere in the gymnasium became even more popular, with countless people cheering, roaring and howling.

At the end of the song, seeing Zhang Zetao's appearance, He Qianyin smiled lightly at the corner of her mouth, and a cunning look appeared in her eyes.

"In the next song, I need to choose a lucky winner on the scene and perform with me, do you say it's okay"?

"Ahh

"Pick me".

"Pick me"!

Compared with those who were howling in the back, the VIP guests sitting in the first row also showed fire in their eyes, and they were gearing up one by one, this was an opportunity to get in touch with the goddess in their dreams, and no one wanted to let it go.

"Damn, as for me"?

Seeing the trembling body of the nouveau riche next to him and the pig brother, Zhang Zetao shook his head helplessly.

"It's just a performance together, are you so excited? If you know that your brother has hugged her and spent the night in the same room with her, you can't be so excited to death?"

Fortunately, Zhang Zetao just thought in his heart, if he let people know what he was thinking now, it would not be someone else who died, but him.

dared to blaspheme the goddess in his mind, no matter what Zhang Zetao's identity was, He Qianyin's loyal fans would definitely kill him angrily.

"I choose .......".

He Qianyin showed a sly smile, and her slender white fingers pointed indiscriminately.

Seeing He Qianyin raise her hand, everyone on the scene became very nervous, and with the shaking of He Qianyin's fingers, they very much hoped that the final decision would be on their own.

The idea is beautiful, the reality is cruel.

With Zhang Zetao here, there will be no hope for anyone present.

I saw He Qianyin's slender fingers, shook around, and turned to the first row of VIPs.

In the first row of VIP VIPs, they all straightened their waists at this moment, revealing the appearance of a decent gentleman, but they thought dirtily in their hearts, they would take advantage of it for a while, and if they were wrong, there would be no store in this village.

"It's you".

He Qianyin seemed to inadvertently look at Zhang Zetao, and at the same time pointed her finger at Zhang Zetao.

"Me".

Zhang Zetao pointed to his nose and couldn't laugh or cry.

"Grass, how could it be him, God is unfair"!

The nouveau riche looked resentful, his eyes were red, and he wanted to pounce on him and bite Zhang Zetao to death.

"Well, it's you, why don't you want to, if you don't want to, I'll find someone else."

"Sample, dare to deceive me, see how I clean you up".

He Qianyin laughed wildly in her heart, but her face was delicate and pitiful.

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