The host of fast travel, she always wants to be lazy

Chapter 120 President, Let’s Sing Together (45)

The host paused, and was about to see what was going on, when suddenly a man in overalls and a peaked cap ran to the center of the stage with a large bouquet of roses, and knelt down on one knee in front of Qiao Rong.

He had a wretched look on his face, revealing a hint of fanaticism, and shouted loudly: "Qiao Rong, I love you! Marry me!"

Qiao Rong and the host were stunned for a moment.

When the audience below saw this scene, they also became commotion.

The director was stunned for a moment, then realized in an instant, holding the walkie-talkie and yelling: "Who let this in? Why don't you pull him away quickly?"

At this time, all the staff came back to their senses.

Several male staff rushed onto the stage, trying to drag the man, while the female staff hurriedly contacted the security guard.

Then the man seemed to be stimulated instantly, threw the roses to the ground, pulled out a dagger from his clothes, waved it around, and shouted loudly: "Don't come over! No one is allowed to come over!"

The surrounding staff immediately stopped in their tracks, not daring to come closer.

Several screams of panic erupted from the auditorium below the stage, and then some people began to flee outside continuously.

The scene was chaotic.

The man looked at everyone's scared look, smiled proudly, then turned to Qiu Rong, gradually approaching her, his eyes as hot and sticky as a poisonous snake, and said in a crazy tone: "Qiu Rong, I love you! I really love you. You! Will you marry me? I will be nicer to you than Duan Yu... Come here and let me hug you!"

Qiao Rong frowned and stood there, unmoved.

The host stood aside and said tremblingly: "Sir, please calm down first, please?"

The man immediately pointed the dagger at her, and said viciously, "Shut up!"

The supporter fell silent for a moment, his body trembling slightly.

The man continued to turn to Qiao Rong again, with a frantic tone: "You don't want to come over, do you? It's okay...I'll go and kiss you..."

As he spoke, he swallowed his saliva, and approached Qiao Rong with a dagger.

Mo Xue, who had just rushed to the stage, saw this scene, her eyes turned black with fright, she almost fell to her knees, and screamed, "Rongrong!"

Everyone was too scared to move and could only pray in their hearts that nothing would happen to Qiu Rong.

However, Qiao Rong glanced at the dagger, then suddenly raised her head to look at the man, pursed her lips, and asked softly, "Do you want to kiss me?"

The man stopped, and then his voice trembled with excitement: "Yes, come on, let me kiss..."

Qiao Rong frowned slightly in distress, and said hesitantly, "But..."

The man's eyes kept scanning every part of her facial features, including the slightly furrowed eyebrows, clear eyes, and bright red lips, and an obsessed expression gradually appeared on his face.

But he didn't notice that Qiao Rong suddenly took a small step forward, and then raised his hand unexpectedly——hitting the wrist of his hand holding the dagger like a blade.

The force was not strong, but the angle was extremely tricky, and he didn't know which acupuncture point was hit. His entire palm went numb for an instant, and he lost consciousness.

The dagger naturally fell to the ground with a crisp "bang".

The whole place was silent.

Qiao Rong continued to add the next sentence slowly in a sweet voice: "...But if you kiss me, I will feel disgusted, and Duan Yu will also be unhappy."

Only then did the man come to his senses, roared violently, and then rushed towards Qiao Rong frantically.

However, before she could touch her, she was restrained by security guards who suddenly rushed up and pinned her to the ground.

Mo Xue quickly ran over, hugged Qiao Rong with a frightened look on her face, and led her backstage.

While walking, I could still hear the lunatic roar of the man behind him: "Qiao Rong! I love you! You are mine! I love you..."

Mo Xue had goosebumps all over her body, she quickly quickened her pace, pulled Qiu Rong directly back to the dressing room, and locked the door.

Then he breathed a sigh of relief.

She turned around and looked at Qiao Rong, patting her chest with a look of fear on her face: "How could there be such a scary lunatic... Fortunately nothing happened to you, otherwise I wouldn't know what to do..."

Qiao Rong didn't have any emotions of fear, but felt that the man's gaze was disgusting, which made her feel a little nauseous.

Mo Xue paused for a long time, recalling the scene just now, suddenly her eyes lit up, and she said with admiration: "Rongrong, you are too good! You knocked out that man's dagger so easily just now!"

Qiao Rong pursed her lips in embarrassment and smiled: "It's just a small skill in martial arts, not great."

When Mo Xue heard this, she was even more impressed and at the same time a little surprised.

She glanced at Qiao Rong's fragile body.

thinking.

Did Qiao Rong practice martial arts?
(End of this chapter)