Gu Nianxi smiled: "Just when I was in my first year of high school, on National Day, Brother Ye Chen took me to Brother Song's concert, and then I met him."

"Woooooooooo...this is OK, I'm so envious."

"Who isn't it? I want to know Brother Song too."

"When do you want to ask Brother Song for an autograph photo later?"

"That's a must!"

Several girls were planning.

Brother Song is so close to you. I’m sorry for myself if I don’t want to take a photo or something.

The idol is there, and the private room is not so noisy.

Even Tang Wu, who kept yelling to sing, stopped singing. It was a joke, how could he dare to show off in front of a real singer?

"Brother Song, do you want to sing a song?" At this time, Sun Qi suddenly spoke with a silly smile on his face.

Xu Song looked over and scratched his head awkwardly.

Ye Chen joked, "These are all your fanatical fans, you can do it."

"Okay, what do you want to listen to?" Xu Song smiled.

He is a well-known fan.

"I want to listen to the bare face!" Lin Yi said quickly.

"I want to listen to the funeral of roses."

Sun Qi also agreed.

After thinking about it, he asked, "Brother Song, I heard that this is a song written to commemorate your dead girlfriend. Is it true?"

After saying that, he regretted it.

I wish I could give myself a mouthful.

Really, it's not good to ask something, ask this.

"No, it's just a breakup." Xu Song smiled calmly and didn't mind.

Many of these songs are improvised.

If you feel it, you will write a poem.

"Ah, this is such a presumptuous thing. I shouldn't have asked, sorry." Sun Qi apologized quickly.

Xu Song waved his hand: "It's okay."

After choosing, what's wrong with choosing one song in the end?

A more joyful song.

As soon as the prelude sounded, the whole private room was filled with excitement.
Chapter completed!