MTL - Get to Know about Wife Fan-Chapter 58

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On the day of the Horch concert. This time in Guangzhou, Sheng Qiao sneaked into the past the night before.

The third tour is also the last one. Fans cherish this opportunity. After all, this year, there is no chance to watch this exclusive show of love beans and fans all year round.

After visiting the Super Word, I found that many stations and aid organizations have prepared a variety of surrounding areas. What are the fans, the licensing cards, the keychains, the commemorative cards, the custom hand-frames, and the look of Sheng Qiao’s eyes. No.

Surrounded by such fan-made concerts, it is really a once-a-lifetime version, and the number is limited on a first-come-first-served basis. If you can own one, you can do it.

Hey, why not?

Since Enron's two concerts have not been discovered, Comrade Sheng Xiao's courage has obviously increased a lot. She changed her clothes, found the hat and mask, and looked at the mirror and looked at it. I felt that it would not be recognized at all!

It is impossible for Xiguang to stare at her photo video all day long. Although she knows what she looks like, she has not reached the point where she can recognize it with her eyes.

And they are absolutely killed and I don’t think Sheng Qiao will go to the concert to lead the fans around the scene...

When I thought about it, I was a little bit floating, so I carried my bag and put on a golden bracelet and rushed to the gym.

As soon as I arrived at the stadium, there were crowds of people everywhere. Everyone had a golden item symbolizing Xiguang. They traveled from all over the country to the same date.

Sheng Joe got off the bus, touched the mask and hat, and there was a sense of tension in the cat's nest. Until she succeeded in finding the first station around the hair, and mixed in the fans for ten minutes, the team received a small gift package. After the other party smiled at her, Comrade Sheng Xiao was completely released, and bravedly wandered around.

Looking up, all around are fans who have gathered together, not only for the distribution of the surrounding, but also for the sale of aid. She squatted and squatted, picking and choosing to buy and buy, really can't wait to make up all the first two games.

When I found the last stop, the backpack was almost full, and when I was discharged to her, the last surrounding package was left. The other party handed over the golden bag and said, "You are lucky, this is the last one."

Sheng Qiao reached out and picked up his head and said "thank you!"

As soon as I saw the other person's face, my eyes under my hat were wide.

Actually it is Liang Xiaoyu.

She couldn't see the impact of the embarrassing incident, the smile on her face was bright, and the look of fear and weakness when Sheng Qiao rescued her from the office was different.

This may be the courage and strength that idols can bring to fans.

Sheng Qiao thought, she must not recognize her, and then I wanted to go around, and the result was two times. Liang Xiaoyu held the golden bag tightly, and her eyes fixed on her, and she was shocked by the incredible face.

Sheng Qiao saw her eyes and knew that she recognized herself.

When you are finished, don't shout it out.

For a long while, the fans who packed things next called her "Little, what?"

Liang Xiaoxuan woke up and looked at the person who looked in the opposite direction with a dizzying look. He paused and couldn’t help but laugh. She whispered, "Small... sister, you are too courageous."

Sheng Qiao squeezed her eyes.

She let go of her hand and whispered, "Sister, wait for me." Then he turned and put the poster on the floor and put it up and said to his friend, "I am a little bit, and come back to find you later."

Finished, got up and took Sheng Qiao's wrist and left.

After crossing the street, the people were a little less. Liang Xiaoyu took her to a tea shop and ordered two cups of milk tea to sit down opposite her.

Sheng Qiao is sorting out his backpack that is stuffed with aid.

Liang Xiaoyu looked at her for a long time and couldn't smile with her face. "Really, it's incredible. You are actually Xiguang, how are you Xiguang?"

Sheng Qiao asked, "Can't I?"

"You actually come to the surrounding area, what is your operation?"

Sheng Qiao "...so so exquisite out of print, ask who doesn't want it?"

Liang Xiaoyu smiled and shivered.

The clerk came up with two cups of milk tea. She took a smile and said eagerly, "Sister Xiao, I always wanted to say to you, thank you. I really thank you, I know that the post of the college student forum was also sent by you. Your kindness to me will not be forgotten in my life."

She paused, squatted and whispered "And, sorry."

Sheng Qiao knew why she apologized. Before, she had apologized for this face in the mirror.

She raised her hand and touched Liang Xiaoyu’s head. "It’s all family, don’t need to see it."

Xiguang is always a family.

Liang Xiaoyu looked at her and seemed to want to cry a little. She said nothing and handed the milk tea over. "I invite you to drink milk tea."

Sheng Qiao said, "Don't dare to pick up the mask."

Liang Xiaoyu "..."

No, I really want to laugh.

The risk of being recognized is also coming to the surrounding area. What kind of fan is this true?

Sheng Qiao did not dare to drink milk tea, holding the cup and turning around and asking her, "Are you also a member of the cloud station?"

Liang Xiaoyu nodded. "I am responsible for the video clip."

She is the media industry, and it is her job. Sheng Qiao said, "It’s no wonder that the video of the cloud station is the best looking every time, step on a good!"

Liang Xiaoyu said, "Do you know this? Are you still talking over?"

Sheng Qiao "I am still voting on the list."

Liang Xiaoyu stunned and passed out. He touched the phone and said, "Can you communicate with you?"

Sheng Qiao reported his trumpet id, Liang Xiaoyu heard it, and he was shocked. "Fu Fu is actually you? God, we all like your style." The former webmaster also asked if you are a personal number. I want to dig you into the station!"

Sheng Qiao put his hand on it, "It will catch a concert, and the rest will not go."

Liang Xiaoyu said, "Yes. You have a lot of trips, and the chances of being found on other occasions are too great." She suddenly remembered something and lowered her voice. "I am, have you not participated in the same variety with him before? You entered Is it pit?"

Sheng Qiao "I was in the pit a few years ago."

Liang Xiaoyu "!!!"

So what is this model of chasing the stars?

Now think about her performance in the variety show, bring the identity of Xiguang, it seems that I understand all of it. If you don't wear colored glasses to see her behavior, then it is really his love.

"So you will plagiarize the dog on the show!" Liang Xiaoyu was moved to cry, "This is what Xiguang will do!"

Sheng Qiao "Hey! Little voice!"

Liang Xiaoyu "..."

Hahahahahahaha still want to laugh, how can there be such a star, my God.

She asked, "I see that every time you take a picture, you are in a good position. Do you grab an infield ticket every time?"

Sheng Qiao said, "This is not the case. The ticket was given to me by Horch."

Liang Xiaoyu "???!!!"

I admire no hate.

Liang Xiaoyu said, "I will ask the last question again. Does he know that you are his fan?"

"He knows. I tell you about his super pet! He is really good, not just the outside world. The private people are very kind and gentle. He is the best person in the world!"

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

Two fans screamed at the same time.

......

It’s the same mood with the same love bean.

After the call, Liang Xiaoyu was in an incredible mood, sighing and saying, "I really can never think of it. One day I will sit down with you to discuss him, and you seem to be more crazy than me..."

Sheng Qiao "...bearing the contract."

It’s a complete concert with a concert where the neighbors and the little sisters drink and drink flowers together.

As soon as the afternoon enters the game, Liang Xiaoyu rushed to gather the blessing video with the station members. He could only say goodbye to Sheng Qiao. Before leaving, he promised that "I will not say this thing, you can rest assured!"

Sheng Qiao smiled and nodded at her.

As the sky gradually darkened, Sheng Qiao went in with the opening point. Just sitting down, the phone vibrated and received a WeChat. When I opened it, it was actually sent by Horch.

He asked her if she came?

Sheng Qiao is here! Ah, you are coming out!

Horch looked quietly, didn't shout, don't shout again.

Sheng Qiao, I brought a golden throat throat!

Horch...

Sheng Qiao is still five minutes away! ! Ah, you are going to prepare to send a message!

He did not return the news. The sound of the sound, began to open the music, surrounded by screams, Sheng Qiao instantly invested in it, crazy should be aided.

In the end, I yelled at the scorpion without accident.

It is impossible to not shout.

In the last game, she didn't leave early, she wanted to stay, and with all the fans, bid farewell to him on the stage.

Until he left the stage with the lifting platform, and the broadcast of the orderly departure in the venue, Sheng Qiao got up with the fans. Go outside and hit the car and go straight to the airport.

When I got on the bus, I received a call from Horch. When she heard her nephew approaching the edge of the voice, she whispered, "Let's do it again next time."

Sheng Qiao "..."

Although it is your concert, I am also very tired.

"Back to Beijing tonight?"

"Well, I am already on my way to the airport."

"Be careful on the road."

"Hmm!"

"Okay, hang up." Suddenly, he said, "Come to me and send me a message."

"It is estimated that it is very late, you are sleeping."

"No." He whispered, "I am going to celebrate the feast, it is very late, remember to send it."

"it is good."

Hanging up the phone, Sheng Qiao touched a golden scorpion into his mouth and was eating. Bei Mingfan’s phone was called again. She didn't dare let him know that he was quietly watching the concert. He picked up the phone and asked "Little Joe, what are you doing?"

"I'm sick, sleep, you are dumb, I am dumb."

"Ah? What happened? Is it serious?" Beiming Fan was anxious. "Is it taking medicine?"

"Eat after eating, no big problem!"

"Hey, how is the scorpion dumb like this? Can you be tomorrow? I told you, I have helped you get the interpolation and interview of the Red Magazine. You must be better tomorrow!"

The so-called four major publications in the entertainment industry are all representative of the artist's reputation and café. The same magazine, the top cover and the top inserted coffee table are completely different. The red magazine is one of the four major publications. Not the top stream is the shadow, Sheng Qiao now this coffee position, can get an interpolation and interview, Bei Mingfan and Zhong Xia have a lot of power.

It was originally scheduled for the next issue, but the artist who was originally inserted in this issue broke out of drug abuse this morning. The red magazine was definitely not used anymore, so Sheng Sheng was temporarily brought up.

As a result, her nephew is like this, how can I accept an interview tomorrow?

Bei Mingfan said anxiously, "Or else I will come over and pick you up to see the hospital."

Sheng Qiao "...no need to use. The interview is also in the form of text. I can still speak and have little influence."

Bei Mingfan thinks about it too. He can only say "Yes, then you remember to take medicine and sleep again. I will let Fang Bai pick you up tomorrow morning."

Sheng Qiao responded. After arriving at the airport, he successfully boarded the plane and was not found. He rushed back to Beijing.

Hey, it’s not easy to chase a star.

It was already early in the morning, she bought some anti-inflammatory drugs downstairs, ate before going to bed, and gave Horch a report of peace. He really didn't sleep, and replied that she had a rest early.

There is still work in the morning, Sheng Qiao did not revisit the microblog on the night, and went to bed after going to bed.

Those who paid attention to the ‘fu’s dependence’, waited for an evening to refine the map...