Belch......

Are all my female fans like this?

The corners of Lu Qian's mouth twitched, and he had to take out the power of an idol.

"Nonsense! Is that the place to sign? Sign a T-shirt, and don't forget to study hard. ”

With a stroke of the pen, full of positive energy, it is still the artistic signature of the previous life.

"Well, I must listen to Brother Qian."

The little cousin swore that he couldn't wait to find a paper and brush up on the question immediately.

I roared secretly in my heart, Jimei, I got Brother Qian's signature, you just wait to see me blow it!

Seeing off Lu Qian and the others, the little aunt gave a thumbs up and said, "This is a real idol." ”

Then he instructed her daughter: "You promised Brother Qian, you must study hard and strive to be admitted to Jiangcheng University like Yanran." ”

The little cousin was like being milked, and she was full of pride: "Don't worry, at least 211 starts!" ”

The aunt pulled Zhao Mei and said with a kind and kind mouth: "Second sister, you are really good, Yanran is so promising, you don't tell us." ”

The brother-in-law echoed: "That's it, second sister, you two are too low-key, oops!" My niece is so promising, I am proud to be an uncle! ”

"Second sister, second brother-in-law." The little aunt shouted out the title unprecedentedly, "Over the years, you haven't come to my house to sit, it's all a family, and you will pull us in the future." ”

Song Dahai and Zhao Mei were stunned for a while, we also just knew!

Eldest sister, isn't your family Xinxin the most promising?

Brother-in-law, did you treat Yanran as a niece before?

Aunt She, are we not going to your house?

That's not that much, that's how much has changed?

Song Dahai and his family really didn't know what to say, so they could only try to smile.

There is a saying that the poor stand on the cross street, playing ten steel hooks, and they can't hook the flesh and blood of their relatives. The rich live in the deep mountains and old forests, playing with knives, guns and sticks, and cannot break up the unrighteous guests.

That's pretty much it.

Eight o'clock in the evening.

Capital.

At the beginning of the lanterns, the traffic is busy, exuding brilliance and bustle.

The capital of a country is magnificent in all aspects, full of flowers, far from being comparable to Jiangcheng.

Wang Fujing.

Mandarin Oriental.

Staying here for one night, starting from 5,000, and the supreme luxury suite, it is as high as more than 20,000.

Xu Longyu, the second ancestor, booked four rooms and bought a suit for each person.

It was only more than an hour after landing, and two or three hundred thousand were thrown out, focusing on a loser.

With this walking wallet, of course Lu Qian would be happy.

Not to mention, wearing a light luxury style of clothes, the small temperament has been greatly improved all of a sudden.

With his strong appearance, he is the noble son of the entire family.

The real stranger is like jade, and the son is unparalleled in the world.

Xu Longyu, who watched it, couldn't help but smile bitterly, Brother Qian, let you dress better, I didn't let you compare to me!

NND！

In this world, the only one who can defeat Brother Qian in terms of appearance and temperament is Brother Qian.

Song Yanran wore a pale green dress, like an elf princess who came out of the forest.

The fly in the ointment is that it is too conservative and does not leak much.

In contrast, Rosie is a bit self-indulgent, with only a strip of cloth wrapped around her upper body and loose pants with high slits on the bottom.

The breath on his chest is about to come out, and the graceful little waist is swaying, and he is a little witch.

The four of them appeared at the open-air bar on the top floor of the hotel, and immediately attracted a burst of attention.

But it's only a short-term attention, after all, it's not ordinary people who come here.

There are not only business celebrities, but also popular artists, all of whom compete for beauty, and they are not inferior to Lu Qian and the four of them.

Tonight here is Pedro's audition.

The so-called audition was just a means of publicity for Pedro's team, and friends from several media were invited to warm up for the concert the day after tomorrow.

The hotel's Grand Deluxe Suite.

Pedro is still jet lag, his mental state is not very good, his temper is also very smelly, and his mouth is full of broken Chinese.

“Why？ Why are you doing this? ”

The team consultant is a Chinese, and since he took over this job, he has been scolded by Pedro more than a dozen times, and he is even more angry at this time.

MD！

Why are you embarrassed to ask?

There was plenty of time to prepare, but if you hadn't had to bring the concert forward, wouldn't we have rushed to publicize it?

Do you know how many tickets you bought? The attendance rate for the first game was only 70%.

Do you really think that if you are famous, we Chinese people will hold you and will buy your account?

You are high, you are amazing, and we are being urged by the organizers all day long.

!

The team consultant was full of complaints, but he could only express them in his heart, and he still persuaded him with good words.

"We have an old saying in China, the smell of wine is also afraid of deep alleys, your first time in China, and you are in such a hurry, of course you need publicity."

After the translation, Pedro was furious.

“Shit！ I'm not a clown, in your Huaguo words, it's an uproar ......"

The interpreter promptly delivered the words: "Sensationalism, sir." ”

"That's right, sliding deworming." Pedro said angrily, tilting his head and drying the whiskey in his glass.

If it weren't for the money, he would have disdained to come to China to hold a concert.

Swallowing the wine in his mouth, Pedro sneered again.

"You Chinese people don't know the piano at all, and you can't appreciate such elegant art."

Hearing this, the team consultant couldn't help but roll his eyes.

Malegobi! If you want to make money from the Chinese people, and you still despise us Chinese people, you are very honest.

I really didn't want to say anything, but I listened to Pedro's commanding question.

"The sound I wanted, did you find it?"

The team consultant sighed: "Your student, Mr. Xu Longyu recommended one, and he should be at the venue now, why don't you go and meet him?" ”

"Bob is very good." Pedro praised Xu Longyu before agreeing to come forward.

On the side of the open-air bar, in the summer, although the hotel has prepared cooling measures, the effect is not obvious.

The guests were already waiting impatiently, just for the sake of face, and it was not easy to attack.

Rosie used the leaflet as a fan and sneered and teased: "Your tutor is worthy of being an international piano master, and the shelf is really big." ”

"It should be coming soon." Xu Longyu smiled, he was also very anxious, and looked at the time again.

Lu Qian asked casually: "Okay, why did you advance the performance?" ”

Xu Longyu was a little embarrassed and sighed helplessly.

"Because Lang Lang also has a concert the day after tomorrow."

Rosie roared, her eyes full of disdain.

"I understand, Lang Lang is a pianist in our country, and he has become famous abroad in the past year."

"I heard before that he stole Pedro's limelight, and I dare to love Pedro this time to take revenge!"

"It's so stingy, it's an international master, hehe."

Because Luo Leshan was humiliated by Pedro, Rosie naturally didn't have a good impression of Pedro, and her words couldn't help but be heavier.

This is indeed the case, Xu Longyu is not easy to argue, so he can only smile awkwardly.

Lu Qian didn't want to ask about it, and he couldn't care about it, but the virtual screen suddenly popped out in front of him.

【Mission Start】

[Keyword detected: Lang Lang]

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