——【No, isn’t it? The national team players played the men’s group dance music after the show??]

——【What the hell, is this person very famous? I haven’t heard of it before, okay? Where did you come out to stand up for the vase essence?】

——【There are still people who don’t know Lao Mu?? Black people’s question mark face, are kindergarten children starting to surf the Internet?

——【Mom, Lao Mu! The record sales holder of the highest number of Chinese records, the record record of the highest number of Chinese concert venues, do you think it is popular???]

——[Using fire to define Teacher Mu really insults people. Just buy a book about the history of modern Chinese music. This immortal boss who occupies a chapter has created a new school, a new pattern, and a new stage performance style... Let's put it this way, Hai 7 is a junior, and Teacher Mu is the ancestor, understand?]

...

It’s shocking enough for the boss to come out, and he has been playing with others for a long time!

The popularity of Hai 7's songs has surged, and the title song "focus" swept unstoppable, sweeping the top three major music rankings.

The fans' self-deprecating little group is really out of the circle!

There are also more people who realize Xiangyi’s awesomeness…

Sanxian, electric guitar... two instruments with contradictory styles have received the best interpretation in her hands.

It's simply incredible!

…

manor.

After watching the live broadcast, Li Jianyu was still a little unsatisfied: "Oh, the photographers don't give us Yimei more shots. No, when Yimei comes back, I will add more shots for her! It's a beautiful and fairy!"

Shi Sui leaned lazily on the sofa, imitating his movements, leaning on the pillow with a soft body, little jio leaned upward, swaying his tail to play.

When I thought that Xiangyi was about to come back, the atmosphere of each person and a cat became much more harmonious.

Buzz —

Shi Sui's cell phone vibrated.

He picked it up and looked at it, and his long black eyebrows suddenly raised.

【Little Rabbit】: Senior, my uncle asked me to have a drink. I may not go home tonight. Please take care of the cerebellar axe o(*°▽°*)o

Shi Sui grinds his teeth gently. At the middle of the night, he takes his little niece to drink?

very good.

very good.:)

Netizens in the live broadcast room noticed Shi Sui's abnormality.

——【Huh? Is the actor in the Times angry?】

——【Anyway, it’s the discomfort that can be seen by the naked eye…】

——【Wuwu Brother is so A-like! The sense of substitution is so strong, I feel that he will be pushing me against the wall in the next second!!】

——【Stop talking, I have started to move!!!】

…

Nancheng, at the entrance of a private bar.

This bar is opened by friends when we meet, and is not open to the public. Basically, only people in their circle can come in, and it has excellent privacy.

Xiangyi opened WeChat and just now, all the younger brothers of Hai 7 added her friends and even brought in a small group. At this time, the group news reached the top, and they clicked on it and shared screenshots of Weibo's increase of fans. As they chatted, they started to fight.

She curled her lips, returned to the information bar, and called her uncle a voice call.

…

In the bar.

While pouring a glass of dark liquid for the three nephews who had just returned to China, Xiang Yong answered Xiang Yi's phone call, "Xiao Qi, try the red wine from 1982!"

"...Bored." Whose red wine is still bubbled? It looks like Coke.

The sexy and gorgeous voice made people's ears soft as soon as they opened their mouths. The burgundy shirt and tie had been pulled aside, and the shirt was open, highlighting the cold white and seductive collarbone.

"Xiao Xiangyi, come in directly, we'll be here at the bar..."

He raised his eyes and his sharp eyes flashed over: "What did you ask her to do?"

He said coldly: "It's really disappointing."

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//Good night
Chapter completed!