Goddaughter CEO fishes for Qin Xun and Xia Ning

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The number has exceeded 150 million at a terrifying rate and is still growing rapidly.

Qin Xun's fans and partners in various fields have sent him one carnival after another.

Especially, the mysterious richest woman in Beijing has started giving out exclusive gifts to the super rich again.

There are the Roaring Lion, the Wenyue Canglang, the Fire Qilin, which are all worth twelve thousand, and the Kunpeng Wanli, which is worth sixteen thousand.

Exaggerated gift special effects appeared one after another, and the entire live broadcast room seemed to have become her gift show.

Netizens were not calm anymore and posted comments in the comment section.

[This song is nice to listen to, but it shouldn’t be so exaggerated, right? ]

[Did you buy your gifts with ghost money? ]

[What's going on? What's going on? Did Qin Xun's song touch the rich sister's G-spot? ]

[The richest woman in Beijing is full of sincerity, please Qin Xun make sure to give her a smothering look! ]

[Sunny, cloudy, rainy days, it's every day that the rich woman misses Qin Xun! ]

[Everyone, don’t be jealous! Beautiful bodies are all the same, but rich souls are rare. I’m a woman and I want to marry a rich woman! ]

……

In the lounge.

Xia Ning saw on TV the crazy looks of the students in the venue and the scene of netizens sending gifts crazily. She had a smile on her face and seemed very calm.

She remembered Qin Xun's catchphrase and thought it was quite appropriate.

Basic exercises, don't 6.

I'm used to it!

Ye Lan looked at Qin Xun performing on the stage, smiled bitterly and shook her head.

"I was worried that he wouldn't be able to liven up the atmosphere after the three sad songs. I didn't expect that my worry was in vain."

"This annoying guy just loves to show off his skills and act cool!"

Song Ying's eyes sparkled and she said with admiration.

"Brother Qin Xun is really amazing. Luckily I'm not the one who performs next to him, otherwise I would be under so much pressure!"

Hearing this, Bai Yihang looked at Song Ying's back and frowned.

Are you polite?

How presumptuous of you to say this!

I'm still standing by your side, I'm not dead yet!

Everyone says I’m a girl killer, so why can’t I kill any of these beauties here?

Thinking of this, Bai Yihang quietly looked at Qiao Lele who was standing quietly beside him and sighed in his heart.

I couldn't even kill the very strong van driver next to Qin Xun.

Sad people...

Qin Fangshu breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the heated scene, and complained in his heart.

Even though Qin Xun writes lyrics well, his writing skills must have been very poor when he was a child!

We have all learned the writing technique of first criticizing and then praising, but how can you first criticize and then criticize again and again? Aren’t you afraid that the readers will suffer from depression?

……

In the venue, on the stage.

After Qin Xun finished singing a section, he was about to start the chorus, which was playing on the speakers at the time.

“Miyamiyamiyamiyamiya

"Callme"

"Miyamiyamiyamiyamiya"

He paced on the stage, continuing to sing while following the musical notes.

"I'm still the same boy as before, nothing has changed."

“Time is only a test, the faith planted in our hearts remains unchanged”

"The boy in front of me still has the same face as before"

"No matter how many difficulties and dangers there are, never retreat..."

There was another round of thunderous cheers in the stadium.

Thousands of students stood on their chairs, feeling like their bodies were about to explode, waving their fists excitedly and singing along.

"I am still the same boy as before, not a bit changed!"

"Time is just a test, la la la la la la!"

“This young man in front of me, la la la la!”

……

Gradually, more and more students started singing along with Qin Xun.

Fortunately, the song "Youth" is catchy and can be learned in no time.

After a while, relatively uniform singing rang out throughout the venue.

In the square outside the stadium.

Thirty to forty thousand students also started singing along. At first the lyrics were not uniform, but gradually they became uniform, and the voices grew louder and louder.

It spread very far in the darkness.

In another university dormitory a few kilometers away, thousands of students ran to the balcony and looked in the direction of Haicheng Science and Technology Normal University.

They all looked confused and shouted at the top of their lungs.

"What's wrong?"

"What's going on?"

"Is there a riot at the Haicheng University of Science and Technology next door?"

suddenly!

A powerful male voice echoed between the dormitory buildings.

"A bunch of dirt-dogs!"

"Go to Douyin and search for Haicheng University of Science and Technology's graduation party. Fuck it, it's so exciting!"

……

on the stage.

Qin Jian heard the chorus in the venue and vaguely heard singing coming from outside. He was so shocked that he almost died.

what happened?

Do they need to be so excited?

A new song triggered a chorus of more than 4,000 people, no, 30,000 to 40,000 people?

What the hell is wrong with them?

Qin Jian stood there in a daze, thought for a moment, and finally figured it out.

Just now, Qin Xun had people sing three sad songs in a row, which aroused the sadness in the students' hearts.

They are like teenagers drowned.

Now, the positive energy of "Youth" coincides with the graduation atmosphere and deeply touches the hearts of students.

This song is like a shot of adrenaline, allowing students to bravely face the melancholy of parting and the confusion of the future.

In the slightly warm night breeze, they found an outlet to vent their emotions and continued to pursue their dreams and move forward courageously.

Qin Jian figured it out and breathed a sigh of relief.

He quietly walked to the middle of the dancing Snow King puppets at the back and began to gently swing his arms, starting the first dance of his life.

Through the big screen, more than 4,000 students in the venue saw the principal's clumsy movements and burst into loud cheers.

Some of them playfully and openly teased the principal.

"So handsome, Principal!"

"My friend, 666!"

"Principal, I want to have a baby with you too!"

……

School leadership area.

The school leaders breathed a sigh of relief. The soul that had just been lost came back, and each of them had a smile as bright as a chrysanthemum on their face.

Director Zhao put his glasses back on, and imitated the students, turning on the flashlight on his cell phone and waving it high, to cheer for Qin Xun and Principal Qin.

Steady!

Steady!

These are all political achievements!

Fortunately, I came to this graduation party today and gave a lot of guidance on the program, so that I could create such a positive and energetic atmosphere!

Qin Xun is really good. We can nominate him as an outstanding youth of Haicheng if there is a chance.

Gradually, the hundreds of school leaders behind him, all steady middle-aged people, also imitated the director, took out their mobile phones and waved their arms.

It’s like going back to my teenage years, when I was chasing stars!

They also sang softly.

"I'm still the same boy as before"

“Nothing has changed”

“Time is only a test”

"The faith planted in my heart has not diminished in the slightest"

……

A few minutes later.

The music stopped and the song ended.

Cheers continued in the venue.

"Qin Xun!"

"Qin Xun!"

"Qin Xun!"

……

Qin Xun wiped the sweat from his forehead, sat down on the ground, turned his head to look at a chubby Snow King doll behind him, and said.

"Master Snow King of Dudu Tea, come here and be my backrest."

The Snow King puppet ran over clumsily, and a soft female voice came out from it.

"Dancing costs 100 yuan a day, but being a human backrest costs extra!"

Suddenly, there was a burst of laughter in the venue.

Qin Xun smiled and nodded.

"I'll give you another hundred!"

After saying that, the Snow King doll was seen lying on the ground, looking as if he was being ignored and not fighting back.

This was a plot designed by Qin Xun in advance. Since he sponsored 500 million, it must have an effect of million, otherwise wouldn't the money be wasted?

Let the Snow King appear more often!

Dudu Tea is our own business, we have to take it seriously!

Qin Xun sat on the ground with his back leaning on the belly of the Snow King doll, facing the audience, picked up the microphone and said with a smile.

"Dear students, shall I say a few words?"

Qin Jian stood aside like a minion, with a few strands of hair disheveled in the night wind. He glanced at Qin Xun silently with his eyes slanted.

???

Taking my job again?