The personal security of the beautiful president

At the same time, he couldn't help remembering that when the concert started, Liu Ruotong once came to the box to communicate with Lin Aolei.

Is it for this matter.

And just when Ding Zhe was thinking about whether to smear the oil on his feet and get away with it.

All I saw was Liu Ruotong on the stage suddenly pointing in Ding Zhe's direction with his slender fingers: "This audience, please!"

brush!

Following Liu Ruotong's gesture, a searchlight directly shone on Ding Zhe's body and locked him firmly!

At the same time, the eyes of the [-] spectators at the scene also focused on Ding Zhe.

"Uh!" At this time, Ding Zhe knew that he had no escape.

"Go quickly..." Lin Aolei gently pushed Ding Zhe beside her.

Not only that, Ding Zhe's shot appeared on the big screen in front of him.

"I was played to death by you."

With no other choice, Ding Zhe had no choice but to get up.

And at the same time as getting up.

There was a tsunami of applause around the stadium.

Although these audiences were not selected, everyone was still happy for those who were selected.

After all, there is only one person who can be selected.

At this time, a staff member of the concert had already walked to the front of the box and gestured to Ding Zhe.

With no other choice, Ding Zhe had no choice but to get up and follow the staff member down the stands.

And stepped onto the stage in the middle of the stadium.

At this moment, Liu Ruotong changed into a silver sequined outfit.

It was cut very nicely.

With a strong sense of design.

On the head is a white feather.

There are beautiful makeup painted on the face, and there are a few small silver stars.

At this moment, Liu Ruotong was like an angel who fell from the heavenly palace to the human world.

Seeing Ding Zhe walking up somewhat awkwardly, Liu Ruotong opened his mouth even more, revealing a mouthful of white teeth, and smiled slightly teasingly: "Welcome this fan, come..."

Liu Ruotong made an inviting gesture.

Ding Zhe hurriedly stood beside Liu Ruotong.

Taking advantage of the interval when the staff handed him the microphone, he whispered to Liu Ruotong: "You actually messed with me, you wait..."

And Liu Ruotong continued to show a bright smile to the surrounding audience as if he didn't hear it.

It has to be said that Liu Ruotong was born for the stage.

Although Liu Ruotong in real life is a little off-line, a little silly.

But on the stage, she actually has a magical power.

A magical power that dominates the entire venue.

No, facing Ding Zhe's warning, she just smiled, then turned around and asked Ding Zhe with a smile: "This fan, how old are you?"

Ding Zhe replied.

However, laughter broke out in the entire venue.

"Can you sing?" Liu Ruotong asked again.

And just at this time, the staff had already handed the microphone to Ding Zhe.

The latter immediately took the microphone and said, "Then what song do you want to watch?"

"Will "Beautiful Myth" be available?" Liu Ruotong asked.

Ding Zhe shook his head.

"What about "Crystal"?" Liu Ruotong asked excitedly again.

"Sing something, and I'll listen." Ding Zhe calmed down and looked at Liu Ruotong.

And Liu Ruotong said to the band behind him: "Come on, the music is playing, "Crystal"!"

Accompanied by Liu Ruotong's words.

Cheerful music sounded.

At the same time, the lights on the scene dimmed suddenly.

It was as if countless stars were shining above the auditorium.

On the stage, Liu Ruotong held the microphone, looked at Ding Zhe affectionately, opened her cherry lips and sang: "Look at your eyes, written poems; sometimes wild, sometimes mysterious..."

After singing, he nodded to Ding Zhe again, with lingering affection in his eyes.

In an instant, Ding Zhe felt as if his heart had been hit by something.

If he wasn't on stage, he might have hugged this beautiful angel directly.

Next, Ding Zhe picked up the microphone and sang at the same time: "Follow your mood, walk left and right, although your steps are chaotic, but your heart is happy..."

When Ding Zhe sang.

Liu Ruotong reached out and squeezed the small pendant on his neck.

Incredible things happened.

Ding Zhe actually felt a vague halo of energy covering himself and Liu Ruotong.

Originally, Ding Zhe's voice was not suitable for singing.

But wrapped in the energy of this small pendant, the sound that came out was actually loyal and powerful.

Also with a touch of hoarseness.

Instantly conquered the audience.

Whoa whoa whoa!

The applause like a mountain roar and a tsunami sounded.

Some viewers even shook their heads: "I thought it was a bronze, but I didn't expect it to be a king. It's amazing, it's amazing!"

"indeed!"

The audience applauded wildly.

For a while, the atmosphere at the concert site reached an unprecedented climax.

Meanwhile, in the basement.

Surrounded by runaway corpses, Lu He, Ma Junxiong and others also fell silent.

Because they found that as long as they don't move around.

The corpses did not move.

So they just stood there and didn't move.

Under such circumstances, Lu He just heard Ding Zhe's singing from the stage.

"Xie Te!" Upon hearing Ding Zhe's singing.

Lu He couldn't help cursing, and was about to cry at the same time.

It turned out that according to the provisions of the contract he gave Liu Ruotong yesterday.

At the end of the concert, he asked Liu Ruotong to invite him to the stage.

This was originally a good opportunity for him, but it was given to Ding Zhe.

And I was actually in this dark and damp basement, being beaten by some damn...

Oh!

No, the corpses that have been dead for a long time are surrounded together.

At this moment, Lu He was furious.

Couldn't help but agitated again.

And Lu He was restless.

The corpses that had been quiet around them also made noise.

All the corpses rattled at the same time.

Then squeezed towards Lu He.

"Uh, Mr. Lu, Mr. Lu."

Like Lu He, Ma Junxiong, who was squeezed in by several corpses in the middle, was taken aback. He hastily and cautiously said: "Mr. Lu, Mr. Lu, please be safe and don't be impatient..."

"I'll take care of your sister!"

Lu He was furious.

I can't wait to jump up and smash the ceiling.

I couldn't help but started to struggle with my hands and feet.

There is a time limit for Ding Zhe's acupressure technique on Lu He.

And from the start of the concert to the present, nearly three hours have passed.

It's just about time for acupoint acupuncture.

At this moment, Lu He struggled like this.

Freedom was restored.

This is something that Lu He did not expect.

Not just Lu He.

Ma Junxiong, who was standing beside him, also regained his freedom.

Both guys found that they could move their arms and legs at the same time.

It makes them very happy.

Immediately, the two hurriedly pushed the surrounding corpses away.

And Lu He forcibly carved a path out of the corpses.

He rushed to the exit of the basement desperately, and rushed to his box from the top of the stairs.

And Lu He just rushed into his box.

I saw Liu Ruotong holding Ding Zhe's hand and making a classical court bow on the stage.

At the same time, the host came out and said in a high-pitched tone: "This is the end of the show, thank you for your patronage!"

There was prolonged applause all around.

"I!"

At this moment, Lu He really has ten thousand alpacas galloping past in his heart...

The audience around began to walk outside one after another.

Looking at the turbulent flow of people, Lu He suddenly had an evil idea in his heart.