The Mightiest Little Peasant

As the concert approached, the major fan bases were already lively.

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

Fans booked tickets in droves, and planned various networking, face-to-face activities, and a cheerful scene.

"Will the blue wind trench come?"

On this day, someone asked a question in the group.

The originally lively group suddenly calmed down. The bucket figure and the water group did not speak. Then, they all became serious.

"It should be possible!"

"Well! Certainly!"

They didn't send pictures, they were all serious.

This sudden change in style shocked many people.

"Huh! Why aren't you going? The Qingfeng, who?" someone asked.

In the group, it was quiet again.

This time, after being quiet for a long time, the man was a little scared and said weakly: "Am I saying something wrong?"

"Meng new!"

There is management speaking.

"Yes! Yes! Pink and tender new!" That humane.

"No wonder even Qingfenghao didn't know!" the manager said.

"Is this Qingfeng trench famous?" Mengxin said.

"That is, no one does not know his old fans! He is also the oldest fan and supports Bing Yao all the way to the present. It can be said that without him, Bing Yao cannot develop so fast."

"He is a legend!"

Speaking of which, the management also sent a cigarette expression, a little sigh.

"Qingfenghaohao mighty!"

The following group of people started to flatter.

"I am fucking so powerful?" That Mengxin was frightened.

"Of course, do you know the live broadcast of the sky? Bingyao started there, Qingfenghao smashed a lot of money over there..." the management said.

"How much is it?"

"Just ten or ten million!"

"I'm fucking..." Mengxin was scared again and was shocked by the whip.

"Qingfeng, he is not an ordinary person! He used his money to smash his momentum, made a reputation, two rocket wars, shaking the entire sky live broadcast, that kind of style, so much talk about it, it is simply my idol!"

"Live in the sky, he is still the first trench, there are still his legends, you said he can't hang!"

"Hang!"

Mengxin has admired the five-body cast, and also sent a worship expression.

"Then... Will the Qingfeng trench come?" someone asked.

"This important thing will definitely come!"

"Hey! There's nothing to discuss here, just @!"

There was a discussion.

At the moment, many people @.

"Go!" Tang Hao replied when he couldn't dive anymore.

In an instant, the whole group made a sensation.

"The blue wind trench appears!"

"Trench, is it a base? Isn't it right, is it a face!"

All the diving came out, and it was very lively.

Tang Hao sent a few more red envelopes, and the excitement was about to explode.

"I don't need to use the face!" Tang Hao sent the red envelope and returned, and then dived again.

That night, Tang Hao brought the tickets and rushed to the stadium early to enter.

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

As time went by, more and more spectators poured in, and a large stadium was filled with people and lively.

Among the crowd, there were glowing sticks all over, and various fluorescent signs.

Tang Hao was sitting there, quite novel.

This is his first time watching a concert.

Before long, the concert began.

When Bing Yao appeared, the whole stadium boiled, and a roar of shouts shouted.

"Bing Yao, I love you!"

Such shouts came one after another.

"I love you all too!"

Bing Yao smiled and walked out to the center of the stage.I glanced around and saw the crowd of people. I couldn't help but feel a little excited. My eyes were slightly moist.

"Thank you! Thank you for supporting me!"

She took a light breath and was grateful.He bowed.

Then, her eyes swept to the right of the stage, and when she saw the familiar figure, a flash of joy flashed in her eyes.

After a while, the lights on the stage dimmed, and then a beam of light hit and fell on her.Then, the accompaniment sounded, it was that "Snow of the Midsummer".

She picked up the microphone and opened her voice gently.

In an instant, the entire stadium was quiet.

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

She sang a few songs in a row, and she stopped, glancing across the stage and laughing: "Let's have some interaction, OK. For the next few songs, I will find someone to sing along with me on stage."

Suddenly, the audience boiled.

Countless people stood up and raised their hands.

Bing Yao closed his eyes, rolled around, and raised his finger to a place under the stage.

After opening her eyes, she said: "The girl in the red dress is you. Will you sing? Come on stage and join me!"

The selected girls sat there, unbelievable.

Then, he screamed and hurried to the stage.

The rest were disappointed.

"There are two more chances!" Bing Yao smiled.

The girl was a little excited at first, but soon, she kept up with Bing Yao's rhythm and sang it with style.

Next, Bing Yao chose another girl.

At the third time, everyone was more excited.

"Bing Yao! Quickly choose me!"

They raised their hands high and their expressions were fanatical.

Among them, there are many Tang Hao's acquaintances.Both are big Z, and Fang Qiming is among them.

"Bing Yao, I can sing! I can sing well, I am known as the little prince of love songs, I will sing your songs!" Fang Qiming stood up and shouted.

On the stage, Bing Yao swept downward, intentionally or unintentionally, staying on Tang Hao's side for a few seconds.

Then she closed her eyes.

Turning around, he finally turned to Tang Hao, raised his hand, and pointed at him.

Suddenly, a boo of disappointment broke out all over the place.

"Not chosen again, too bad!"

"Who is this time? This is a stepping on it! How could it be so lucky!"

They stretched their necks and looked in the direction pointed by Bing Yao.

A closer look, all stunned.

It turned out to be a man!

I rely on!Is he really lucky?

The jealousy in their hearts began to burn.

They were all girls just now, and they didn't feel anything. They just lamented their bad luck, but this time it turned out to be a boy. They were a little unbalanced and even more jealous.

"Damn! Who is this! How lucky is it!"

Fang Qiming was also jealous.

He stretched his neck and looked over there, but the man was wearing a hat and could not see his face clearly.

At this time, Bing Yao opened his eyes on the stage and shouted: "This boy in black is you, will you sing, come and join me!"

With a blink of an eye, Tang Hao looked a bit playful.

Tang Hao smiled helplessly, still stood up and walked towards the stage.