Goddaughter CEO fishes for Qin Xun and Xia Ning

Under the spotlight, Qin Xun was dressed in gorgeous performance clothes, dazzling and gorgeous.

The smile on Qin Jian's face disappeared. He turned off the microphone in his hand, took a step forward, and wanted to ask him in a low voice why he went on stage?

Do we have to cause some trouble today?

Is it necessary for a few people to die today?

Does he have to use his classmates' lives to prove his own talent?

After taking just two steps, Qin Jian saw Qin Xun nod and smile at him slightly, then turn his head to look at the front of the stage, open his arms in a very showy manner and slowly raise them up.

Show off!

Qin Jian was stunned!

He still wants to show off?

Like a cult pope!

With this showy move, screams of girls were heard again and again in the venue.

“Ahhhhhhhhhh, Xiao Qin~”

"So handsome!"

"Qin Xun! Qin Xun! You are ten thousand times more handsome than Bai Yihang!"

"I'm going to give you a monkey!"

"Whoa whoa whoa!"

……

suddenly!

A man's voice, with a crying tone but still firm and powerful, was heard, and it actually came through the loudspeaker.

Very loud!

"Qin Xun! I want to be your microphone!"

"This way I can stick my lips to yours every day and listen to you sing all the love songs in the world!"

"And I'll tell you secretly, every word of the lyrics touched my heart!"

The scene was quiet for a moment, and then suddenly burst into laughter.

Qin Xun's face was filled with black lines.

Kang Niang, I don’t have a round face or a beard, so how come I can attract so many fanatical male fans?

And it has to turn into a microphone and stick it to... my lips?

Worthy!

Dirty!

With Qin Xun's appearance, the popularity of the live broadcast room rose at a terrifying rate, quickly breaking through 110 million and approaching 120 million.

Gifts of all sizes were given out as if they were free, and in less than a minute, no less than ten thousand gifts were received.

Netizens are having fun in the live broadcast room.

[Qin Xun is a little too handsome today! ]

[God is fair. He gave him talent, ability and good looks, but he lost me.]

[Are there so many rich women in Haicheng? ]

[I am a damned woman, I am so poor that I can’t even give a little love. ]

[When I thought about Qin Xun having a girlfriend, I was so angry that I kept scratching my butt in bed! ]

[Qin Xun, please add my WeChat account. I've been feeling very uncomfortable these past two days. Please add my WeChat account! ]

……

In the lounge.

Xia Ning and the others let go of Qin Fangshu and gathered around the TV to watch the live broadcast.

It was the first time that Ye Lan saw Qin Xun dressed up, and she was a little dazed for a moment.

A little handsome.

After a while, she found that there were so many vicious words in the comment section and said unhappily.

"These are all men playing cross-dressing roles, right?"

"Why are you talking so shamelessly?"

"Qin Xun, who has never packaged himself as a boyfriend, is actually more popular with girls than Bai Yihang?"

Qin Fangshu, who was sitting in the corner, looked at the women in the room and felt a little confused.

How could Ye Lan say such a thing?

Is she blind?

What’s more, he was just talking nonsense in the live broadcast room. I don’t know who almost beat me up for a man!

Song Ying looked at the shameless words in the comment section, but felt somewhat happy and said.

"Sister Ye Lan, you don't understand this!"

"Brother Qin Xun can be sweet or salty. He can act like a little puppy when he's dressed, but he can be a muscular man when he's undressed."

"Don't even mention women, even men can't stand it!"

She was talking more and more excitedly, and she didn't even hear the door open behind her and someone walked in, so she continued talking.

"How can Bai Yihang's white-cut chicken compare to Brother Qin Xun's?"

"When he sang 'Those Years' just now, he expressed the helplessness of a tuberculosis patient falling in love with the widow next door."

"He's so weak. I'm really afraid he'll die on stage."

Behind him, Bai Yihang looked embarrassed.

Am I weak?

How presumptuous!

……

on the stage.

Qin Xun opened his arms to show off.

More than 4,000 students in the stadium cheered.

Warm atmosphere!

Qin Jian stood aside awkwardly, forcing a smile on his face so as not to appear petty in the live broadcast to the national audience.

But he hated it so much in his heart!

Don’t mess with me, Qin Xun, don’t mess with me!

I didn't have much hair before I came. If you do it again tonight, there won't be a single hair left on my head.

I'm going to retire in a few years, don't mess with me!

Leadership area.

Director Zhao of the Education Bureau took off his glasses, rubbed his sore eyes, and felt the cheers around him were just noisy.

No delusion!

I really suffered an unexpected disaster today!

I haven't attended a college graduation party in many years. I attended it tonight because of Qin Xun's reputation, and this is what happened?

From which angle will Qin Xun's song "Young Man" dig into the students' scars?

Some school leaders around heard the students' shouts, but they looked melancholy and could no longer smile.

Those songs just now are all good songs.

But according to the previous rules, this finale song "Boy" is probably not a positive energy song!

If something happens tonight, none of the school leaders here will be able to escape.

Today's scene is so grand, it will be hard to cover up if something goes wrong.

If the superiors hold you accountable, it will have a huge impact on your future promotion.

In the lounge.

Qin Fangshu sat in the corner, lowered his head and played with his mobile phone, not wanting to see Qin Xun's disgusting face.

She scrolled through her phone quickly to relieve her anxiety.

funeral?

Do we really have to turn the concert into a funeral?

Is this bastard Qin Xun a psychopath?

Qin Fangshu was randomly scrolling through his phone when he suddenly clicked on Weibo and found that Qin Xun was dominating the hot searches. He was stunned.

Some of the entries are so harsh and shocking.

#Qinxun's new song sparks controversy: Graduation party becomes the trigger for pessimism?

#StudentMentalHealthAlarm: The shadow behind Qin Xun’s music?

#GraduationShouldNotBeTheEnd: Qin Xun's lyrics raise questions about the meaning of life

#Hope the school will intervene urgently: Review the content of Qin Xun's performance to ensure students' mental health

#ThePowerofMusic: How does Qin Xun balance artistic creation and social responsibility?

#StudentVoice: What we need is hope, not despair

#Hot topic on the Internet: The right to choose music and the emotional boundaries of the audience

……

Seeing these hot search terms, Qin Fangshu leaned weakly against the wall, feeling that he was about to be forced to resign and leave this leisurely job.

juvenile?

What boy?

These songs really turn me into a grandson!

Is this what the boy meant?

……

on the stage.

Qin Xun lowered his outstretched arms, turned his head and looked at the stunned principal with a smile, then slowly raised his right hand and snapped his fingers.

There was a crisp sound of "pop"!

Qin Jian came back to his senses and asked in a low voice.

"What do you want to do?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a series of thudding sounds were heard.

He turned around and saw one fat white Snow King puppet wearing a red cloak running onto the stage.

There were more than twenty Snow King dolls surrounding Qin Xun.

Qin Jian turned to look at Qin Xun and asked.

"What are you doing?"

Qin Xun said with a smile.

"Principal Qin, since you are here, please dance with me!"

Qin Jian: “???”

what?

This brat wants me, a department-level official, to dance with him?

Do you want me to become his accomplice in forcing his students to death?

Is he going crazy?