My daughter is so annoying

"Why do you say everything looks good, forget it, I'll ask Dad." Qingqing walked downstairs with a few sets of clothes, and asked, "Dad, look at the clothes I wear at night."

"One set of clothes is fine, just the white one, youthful sunshine."

"But the black one is nice too."

Fang Cheng glanced at it, shook his head directly and said, "No, the skirt is too short, absolutely not."

"Okay, then I'll wear the white suit." After a while, Qingqing came down again and asked, "Dad, can you let someone do my hair tonight?"

"sure."

"Great."

Yang Yueyue led Mingming down from upstairs and said, "Don't dye your hair."

"I'm not dyed."

The day passed quickly, and at four o'clock in the afternoon, the concert audience began to form a long queue to enter the venue.

Tickets for the concert are not expensive, and Fangcheng released the news early in the morning that all the ticket sales for this concert will be donated to the foundation, so the most expensive ticket is officially only 8888 yuan, but how much the scalpers fry, Fangcheng I don't know.

At six o'clock, the sky gradually darkened.

At this time, Fang Cheng had brought his family to the backstage of the concert.

Chenghai Entertainment specially arranged a team to come over, including bodyguards, assistants, makeup artists, stylists and so on.

Although his ears were filled with the noise of the audience in the front stage, Fang Cheng was not nervous at all. He was used to such a stage. At this time, he was more worried about his daughter, but when he saw that Qingqing was only a little excited, Fang Cheng was also relieved.

His daughter's personality is really similar to his own.

Seven o'clock, eight o'clock.

Another two hours passed.

"Clap!"

All the lights went out, leaving only a little light on the stage.

The audience realized that the concert was finally about to start, and everyone started screaming and shouting.

Fang Cheng held the microphone and sat on the elevator. In Qingqing's eyes, like a hero, he left the backstage and rose to the stage.

The exaggerated accompaniment sounded in the audience.

Fang Cheng's head, body, and whole body appeared on the big screen.

The two large characters of exaggeration appeared on the big screen, and all the media at the scene quickly took close-up shots.

Fang Cheng was dressed in formal attire, wearing a belt from Qingqing and a tie from Xiao Yu'er, appearing in the eyes of everyone.

The little guy obviously saw his father on the TV in the background, so he ran to the TV excitedly and kept shouting: "Papa, papa."

"instigate!"

The light focused on a person in Fangcheng.

The audience's voice gradually became quieter.

Fang Cheng sang with great concentration...

"If someone asks me, I will tell, but no one comes."

"I look forward to it, but when I feel helpless, I have something to say, but I can't get loaded."

"My heart is like a bottle cap waiting to be lifted."

"..."

"You think I'm exaggerating, I'm exaggerating because I'm afraid."

"Like wood, like stone, does it get noticed?"

"Actually, I'm afraid of being forgotten, so let's zoom in and play."

"Very uneasy, how to be elegant."

"Does the world still praise silence? Not enough explosions!"

"Why is there a topic, let me boast, and become a big entertainer!"

"..."

The screams of the audience nearly lifted the ceiling of the stadium.

Enjoyable.

So much fun.

The first song on the stage was such a burning song, and it was such a difficult Cantonese song that gave people goosebumps.

The audience was not stingy with their voices at all, shouting wildly and wantonly.

In the first row of the auditorium, several young people wearing masks sat together, looking at the stage with longing in their eyes.

If you take off their masks, you will find that they are all artists under Chenghai Entertainment, and some people, such as Li Xueer and Shangguan Ziliang, even specially canceled several announcements for this concert.

"Brother Cheng's stage is really too stable."

"If I can hold such a concert in my life, I will die without regret."

"Me too."

"It's so handsome."

Backstage.

Qingqing, Xiao Yuer, Yang Yueyue, Lin Shengnan and some staff members all stood in front of the TV without saying a word, and their eyes were full of different emotions, including pride, respect, and admiration...

"Call me pompous, I'm not afraid to add a few boos."

"I'm here, if there is boredom."

"Did you watch the show, is it hysterical enough?"

"Spray the flowers with tears, I only want to surprise you."

"I don't seem to exist in the old days, increase the bet."