Chapter 118

In half an hour, the car moved a kilometer, so it won't reach its destination tomorrow morning.

Jiang Chunlan frowned. No matter how good his temper was, he couldn't stand the snail like speed.

"How does the Ministry of transportation control it?"

Zhou Xue immediately replied: "madam, in fact, the Ministry of communications began to control a few days ago, limited the number of vehicles in Jiangzhou, and sent a large number of traffic police to work overtime. It's just that the auction house we go to is around the stadium, and traffic jam is inevitable."

Mrs. Shen looked at the young girls on the roadside with envy and sighed: "it's nice to be young. I can pursue stars boldly. If I were 20 years younger, I would be more crazy than them."

"Stars are just tools for capital to collect money. They are all products of marketing. What do you like?"

Mrs. Gu poured cold water down, and the smile on Mrs. Shen's face immediately disappeared.

"Mrs. Gu, what you said is one-sided. Other stars don't say it. I still know a little about the star called qufeitai. My daughter likes him very much. All the songs are created by him, especially talented, which is different from other stars who rely on marketing."

Jiang Chunlan nodded: "Mrs. Shen is right. This little song has a bit of talent."

Mrs. Shen glanced at Mrs. Jiang proudly. Even Mrs. Jiang said well, just admit your narrowness.

Mrs. Gu was humiliated and her face was a little unhappy, but the other party was Jiang Chunlan. She couldn't get angry with the other party. Turning her eyes, she saw that there was no waves in the mirror, looked out of the window and hooked her lips.

"As a capitalist, Miss Zhu should have the most say, but a little girl of your age can't help being vain and likes to pursue a young and handsome appearance. In fact, there's nothing wrong."

All of a sudden, the mirror became a Star chaser who looked at his face superficially.

The mirror smiled, turned back her eyes and gently glanced at each other. Her eyes were as clear as water. Mrs. Gu subconsciously smothered her heart. As if she had been seen through, she subconsciously frowned and avoided each other's eyes.

"Star is a profession, which is no different from lawyers, doctors and civil servants. It's just a slightly different form of work. There is no distinction between high and low occupations. As long as he is dedicated or plays a role in promoting the development of his industry, he deserves everyone's respect. As a talented creator, Qu Feitai has won numerous awards and promoted the development of Chinese music It's an honor. He deserves it. "

Mingjing listens to Tao Xingxing chanting in her ear all day. It's hard to remember.

If Qu Feitai hears Mingjing's words, it is estimated that he will jump up happily.

Mrs. Shen said with a smile, "Miss Zhu said very well. That's the truth. In the 21st century, how can there be professional discrimination? Mrs. Gu, are you right?"

Mrs. Gu snorted coldly, "it's unreasonable." Turn around and look out of the window.

Jiang Chunlan looked at Mingjing's face and said with a smile, "indeed, we haven't lived in Mingjing for decades."

If Mrs. Gu knew the true identity of qufeitai, I'm afraid she wouldn't say such a thing.

It is the people's hearts that have divided into three, six, nine grades that set a high and low level for the profession.

I finally got to my destination before 7:30.

The mirror silently followed Jiang Chunlan.

Stepping into the hall, the crystal chandelier overhead reflects a bright and gorgeous light. Political and business celebrities who can only be seen on TV talk and exchange greetings.

This is not at the same level as those characters seen at the usual rich and powerful banquet. This is the top celebrity field.

Zhu Wentao has neither the qualification nor the ability to sneak in.

If it weren't for Jiang Chunlan, she wouldn't be qualified to take a step with her current identity.

Class is always an insurmountable gap, whether ancient or modern, or at home and abroad.

Seeing Jiang Chunlan and his party, someone greeted them warmly.

Mingjing followed Jiang Chunlan silently.

"Mrs. Jiang, I didn't expect to see you here. Why didn't I say hello in advance? I should reserve a good seat for you."

Jiang Chunlan smiled: "I decided to come temporarily and bring my younger generation a long experience."

Each other's eyes fall on the mirror suspiciously. Gentle and beautiful girls always brighten the eyes of the opposite sex. This is the most primitive desire of mankind.

"Is this...?"

"Lao Shen, this is Miss Zhu, who recently moved Jiangzhou. I wish the family a real daughter." Mrs. Shen covered her mouth and smiled.

Shen Shaojian suddenly realized: "Oh, it's her. Zhu's group has made a lot of trouble recently. I remember your father was taken away by the procuratorate for investigation?"

Mingjing said humbly: "my father made a mistake and should be punished by the law. I'm deeply sorry for the adverse impact on the citizens and society. Mingjing will try its best to make up for it."

"I know. You've done a good job." After a pause, Jiang Chunlan said, "it's hard for you to do so much at your age. Don't force yourself."

"Thank you, Mr. Shen. In fact, my father was deceived. I'd better believe in the law. Whether there is any mistake or not, the law will not wronged him."

Shen Shaojian nodded approvingly: "whenever you want to believe in the law, you have a good consciousness."

"Well, you can't change your preaching tone at any time. I wish Miss ignore him and let's go in." Mrs. Shen took the mirror's arm and pretended to look at Shen Shaojian.

Mingjing said with a smile, "madam, just call me Mingjing."

"OK, I'll call you the mirror after that. By the way, I heard those rich ladies say you can watch physiognomy. I wanted to ask you from the beginning. Look at my face. Are you lucky?" Mrs. Shen said and smiled.

The mirror looked at her and smiled calmly: "yes, my wife is a face of great wealth and longevity."

The smile on Mrs. Shen's face became bigger, "Oh, how can you be so lovely? If only you were my daughter, your mother is the most blessed. You are such a sweet and excellent girl."

Mrs. Gu rolled her eyes and was caught by Mrs. Shen. She touched the mirror and said in a voice that was deliberately lowered and just heard by Mrs. Gu: "mirror, what do you think of Mrs. Gu's face? Everyone said she was suffering. Alas... I only believe what you said."

Mrs. Gu's face was stiff and unhappy, but she secretly pricked her ears.

Mingjing smiled and shook his head: "I'm sorry, Mrs. Shen, you must get the other party's consent."

Mrs. Shen turned to Mrs. Gu and said, "Mrs. Gu, Miss Zhu is very good at watching photos. How about asking her to help you? Maybe you can change your luck. It's not easy to find a master with real skills now."

Mrs. Gu snorted coldly, "it's a mystery. It's popular." The words left a few people behind and walked a few steps faster.

Mrs. Shen skimmed her mouth: "false Qinggao."

The door of the auction venue was opened, or suits, or brocade and jade clothes. Everyone wore a decent and appropriate smile, like wearing a perfect mask.

Mrs. Jiang walked by and received respectful eyes all the way.

The eyes of those people on the mirror were unified with exploration and doubt. Someone recognized her and discussed in a low voice with the people around her.

Mingjing followed Jiang Chunlan, holding his arm with Mrs. Shen, talking and laughing.

The eyes of those people took a trace of fear.

"Mirror?"

The mirror looked up and suddenly smiled.

Shen Zhou.

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The stadium, two blocks from the auction house, was crowded and noisy.

Ushered in the moment of the highest light.

At 7:30, at the beginning of the auction, the concert also opened ceremoniously.

Mingchen and mingti were stunned when they saw so many people for the first time. They held each other's hands tightly for fear that they would be pushed away by the crowd if they were not careful.

Zhou Ying said with a smile: "don't be afraid of the two sisters. They are just too enthusiastic. You must cover your ears when you call. Tonight is definitely an unforgettable experience for you all your life. You will never lose your share in Qu God."

The noise was so loud that Zhou Ying shouted.

Looking at the eyes of the two little girls in the lantern shadow like frightened deer, Zhou Ying couldn't help feeling pity.

It's so cute!

Looking at Zhu Xiangxiang with a bandage on her head on the other side, Zhou Ying couldn't help turning her eyes.

Tao Xingxing took a video of a sea of people waving flags and shouting at the scene and sent it to the mirror.

She wants Spiegel to know what wonderful things she missed, hum!

Tao Qianxian shook the flag in her hand: "star, what's the big thing about your friend? He even pushed off the concert of qufeitai. I just want to have a baby, and I want to have a baby in the audience. Your friend has no eyes."

Tao Xingxing was stunned. The mobile phone page stopped on the dialog box of the mirror. The static words written by a brush formed a strong contrast with the scene.

"Sister, I remember... You work in Zhu's group, don't you?"

Tao Qianxian nodded: "yes."

Er... You seem to be saying that your big boss has no eyes.

"Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah

The excited screams of fans instantly pulled Tao Xingxing's thoughts back. Tao Xingxing waved a fluorescent stick and joined the screaming army.

On the lifting platform under the stage, in the darkness, the boy with stage makeup adjusted his headset.

Take a deep breath and lift your hand to your chest.

Looking up at the void above his head, those distant screams crazy for him seemed to come from another dimension.

His world is quiet, his eyes are bright as stars in the dark, with a little uneasy and excited

He has held many concerts, but this is his most nervous one.

Because he has the most expected audience.

The boy lifted his lips in the dark, and the exquisite stage makeup made him like an elf who charmed all sentient beings.

That's a song written for you.

I just want to sing to you.

Will you come to listen?

The lifting platform rose slowly, and a beam of chasing light came down in the cheers of a little closer.

It belongs to the era of qufeitai, and the curtain is slowly opened.