Chapter 729

With the concert approaching, the major fan groups have long been lively.

This is Bingyao's first concert, which is of great significance.

Fans booked tickets in groups and also planned various fellowship and noodle based activities, which was a scene of jubilation.

"Will the Qingfeng trench come?"

One day, someone asked questions in the group.

The originally lively group suddenly calmed down. Doutu and Shuiqun stopped talking, and then they all became serious.

"I think so!"

"Well, it will!"

They don't send pictures anymore. They're all very serious.

This sudden change in painting style shocked many people.

"Eh! Why don't you wave? Who is this green wind?" Someone asked.

In the group, it's quiet again.

This time, it was quiet for a long time. The man was a little afraid and said weakly, "did I say something wrong?"

"Cute NEW!"

Management has spoken.

"Yes! Yes! The pink and tender sprouting new!" That's humane.

"No wonder you don't even know Qingfeng trench!" The manager said.

"Is this Qingfeng trench very famous?" Meng Xindao.

"That is, no one of the old fans doesn't know him! He is also the oldest fan and supports Bingyao all the way to the present. It can be said that Bingyao can't develop so fast without him."

"He is a legend!"

At this point, the management also made a cigarette holding expression, some sigh.

"The Qingfeng trench is mighty!"

The next group of people began to flatter.

"Shit! So powerful?" That Mengxin was frightened.

"Of course, do you know the sky live broadcast? Bingyao started there, and qingfenghao spent a lot of money there..." the manager said.

"How much is a lot?"

"Just ten or twenty million!"

"Shit..." Meng Xin was frightened again and was shocked by the gas in the trench and hurt internally.

"Qingfenghao, he is not an ordinary person! He used money to make a momentum and reputation. Two rocket wars shook the whole sky and broadcast live. He is so popular that he is an idol of our generation!"

"Live broadcast in the sky, he is still the first ditch, and there are still his legends. Do you say he can hang or not!"

"Hang!"

Mengxin has been deeply admired and made a worship expression.

"Then... Will Qingfeng trench come?" Someone asked.

"Such an important thing will come!"

"Hey! What's there to discuss? Just @ him!"

The crowd began to talk.

At present, many people @ love Tang Hao.

"Go!" Seeing that he could no longer dive, Tang Hao replied.

For a moment, the whole group was a sensation.

"The green wind trench appears!"

"Trench, do you have a foundation? No, is it a face foundation!"

All the divers came out and it was very lively.

Tang Hao sent a few more red envelopes, which was so lively that it was almost fried.

"Noodles are not needed!" Tang Hao finished sending the red envelope, replied and dived again.

That night, Tang Hao took his tickets and rushed to the stadium early, taking the lead in entering the stadium.

The location is the infield VIP or the front row, with a good view.

With the passage of time, more and more spectators poured in. Such a large stadium was full and lively.

The crowd was full of waving fluorescent sticks and various fluorescent cards.

Tang Hao sat there, quite curious.

This is his first concert.

Before long, the concert began.

When Bingyao came out, the whole stadium was boiling and there was a sea of Shouts.

"Bingyao, I love you!"

Such shouts come and go.

"I love you too!"

Bing Yao smiled and came out and stood in the center of the stage. When I looked around and saw the sea of people, I couldn't help feeling a little excited, and my eyes were slightly moist.

"Thank you! Thank you for supporting me!"

She took a breath of gratitude. Then he bowed.

Then, her eyes swept to the right side of the stage. When she saw the familiar figure, a happy look flashed in her eyes.

A moment later, the light on the stage went dark, and then a beam of light came down and fell on her. Then, the accompaniment sounded, which was the song "snow in midsummer".

She picked up the receiver and spoke softly.

For an instant, the whole stadium was quiet.

Everyone was immersed in the sound of nature. After a while, many people sang along.

After singing several songs in a row, she stopped, swept her eyes off the stage and said with a smile, "shall we have some interaction? I'll find someone to sing with me on the stage for the next few songs."

For a moment, the audience was boiling.

Countless people stood up and raised their hands.

Bingyao closed her eyes, turned around, raised her hand and pointed to a place under the stage.

When she opened her eyes, she said, "the girl in red is you. Can you sing? Come on stage and join me!"

The selected girl sat there, some of whom couldn't believe it.

Then he screamed and rushed to the stage.

The rest were disappointed.

"There are two more chances!" Bingyao smiled.

The girl was a little excited at first, but soon she kept up with Bingyao's rhythm and sang like a model.

Next, Bingyao chose another girl.

The third time, the crowd became more and more excited.

"Bingyao! Choose me!"

They raised their hands and looked fanatical.

Among them, there are many acquaintances of Tang Hao. They are all z-big, and Fang Qiming stands out among them.

"Bingyao, I can sing! I can sing well. It's called love song, little prince. I can sing all your songs!" Fang Qiming stood up, waved and shouted.

On the stage, Bing Yao swept down and stopped at Tang Hao for a few seconds intentionally or unintentionally.

Then she closed her eyes.

The body turned around. Finally, Tang Hao's face changed. He raised his hand and pointed at him.

For a moment, there was a burst of disappointed boos.

"It's unlucky not to be elected again!"

"Who's this time? I'm stepping on * * * *! How can I be so lucky!"

They stretched their necks and looked in the direction Bingyao pointed out.

When I looked at it, I was stunned.

It's a man!

holy crap Really lucky!

The jealousy in their hearts began to burn.

Just now they were all girls. They didn't feel anything. They just lamented their bad luck, but this time it was boys. They were a little unbalanced and jealous.

"Shit! Who is this? How lucky!"

Fang Qiming was also jealous.

He craned his neck and looked over, but the man was wearing a hat and couldn't see his face clearly.

At this time, Bingyao on the stage opened her eyes and shouted, "this boy in black is you. Can you sing? Come up with me!"

Then he winked at Tang Hao, looking a little playful.

Tang Hao reluctantly smiled and stood up and walked towards the stage.