The villain sent me to debut in C position [Comprehensive British and American]

At this moment, the audience, regardless of gender, age, or class, experienced a spiritual baptism, tears filled their eyes, and they were already too excited to speak.

After everyone was stunned for a moment, there was thunderous applause from the audience, mixed with the sounds of "encore" and "brav".

The screams of the fans also gradually condensed into the same name from the chaos at the beginning——

"Ahhh—Enid! Enid! Enid!"

At this moment, John Kramer in the auditorium seemed to have just come out of the water, and his whole body was drenched in sweat.

He collapsed on the seat, panting heavily, his hands hanging by his sides trembling slightly.

He reluctantly raised his hand and caressed his chest, his lips trembled slightly, but his expression seemed as if it was a world away, and the smile on the corner of his lips was sarcastic and cold: "The real desperate situation...hehe..."

The old king on the other side could no longer hold back his previous cold face this time, and couldn't help singing along with everyone, even though the song was over for a long time, he was still immersed in the intoxicating rhyme, and he couldn't help it for a long time Can't get back to God.

Thor, who followed Mjolnir to the David Geffen Hall, stood at the back door of the hall, didn't notice that the railing he was leaning on was in danger, and just stared blankly at the sparkling lights in the center of the stage. Enid, listening to her singing, her heartbeat gradually accelerated.

He was engrossed in Enid's performance, so naturally he didn't notice that his eye sockets were wet unconsciously.

"Puff-"

Finally, the railing couldn't support Thor's weight, and Thor fell to the ground together with the pole, making a muffled "bang", and another cloud of dust was blown up.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Thor got up from the ground in embarrassment. After confirming that no one in the atrium around saw this embarrassing scene, he quickly patted the dust on his body, lowered his head and rushed to the side.

Then, without looking at the road, he bumped into Moriarty who was holding Meow.

"boom--"

Moriarty, who was at the corner, was caught off guard, and was hit by the tall and strong Thor. He didn't fall down, but Meow in his arms was knocked to the ground.

Seeing this, Thor, who had bumped into someone, quickly picked up Meow Mew who had rolled on the ground a few times, and carefully stuffed it back into Moriarty's arms: "I'm sorry, I'm just... I was reckless."

Looking at the honesty on this man's face, he knew that the other party did not do it on purpose.

Moriarty glanced at him, shook his head to express his indifference, and hurried away with Miaomiao and the magazines and photo albums in his hand.

After Moriarty left, Thor couldn't help but look back at Tachibana, touched the back of his head, and muttered something softly.

"Strange, how do you feel that cat is so cute?"

Thor was puzzled, and the idea of ​​looking for the cat rose in his heart.

However, considering his own Mjolnir, Thor still reluctantly turned his head and strode towards the "direction" of Mjolnir, but he didn't know what he just missed.

However, as he walked out, he couldn't help shaking his head and thinking about the performance he had just heard.

"Well, I think it's the first time I've heard such a beautiful singing voice after traveling all over the Nine Kingdoms. Next time, do you want to bring Loki over to enjoy it?"

Loki, who was doing trouble in Asgard, suddenly had an itchy nose, and rushed out with a sneeze, accompanied by the scepter in his hand.

"who?!"

Hearing the sound of neat footsteps getting closer, Loki glared bitterly at the Rubik's Cube not far away, picked up the scepter, and then quickly turned and left.

The great success of Enid's first concert gave many TV stations a sudden idea.

for example……

"Broadcasting rights?" Moriarty turned the pen in his hand, his expression calm: "I will reply to you after I discuss it with my artists."

Still, there was a good chance Enid would say yes.

After Enid learned about the broadcast rights, she agreed as Moriarty expected.

Enid scratched her head: "Next time, James, you can make up your own mind about such a small matter, there is no need to ask me."

Facing his own artists who always wanted to be lazy, Moriarty found that he really had no effective solutions.

Probably, the only useful threat is: "Don't let Jason bake you cookies in the future!"

This threat was also erased by Jason himself.

"Enid, don't worry, if you want to eat, there are enough cookies."

In this case, Moriarty could only stare at Jason who didn't cooperate with his performance.

As for the TV station's other ideas, Moriarty rejected them without hesitation: "As for the interview program or something, that's unnecessary."

Enid has already had several interviews, and Moriarty doesn't want Enid to accept all the interviews. This will only speed up the consumption of her popularity, and in the end it will not be worth the loss.

On the other hand, after the fans at Enid's concert left the venue, they couldn't wait to post photos and their own feelings on their social platforms.

Two thousand people are not many in the overall number of fans, so this group of chosen ones has indeed been envied and hated by other fans.

"Brother, do you have any other photos of little angels? Please share!"

"Your hand speed is too fast, and you even snatched three tickets! I'm so impressed. How did you train it? Ask for a tutorial!"

"Oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow..."

As the sponsor of this friendship, Stark even got the first row of seats. After reading other people's comments, he couldn't help uploading a more high-definition photo of Enid.

[The most handsome single nobleman in the world: [photo.jpg]... The beauty of the little angel is really getting more and more intoxicating! [thumbs]]

Stark thought that his tweet would definitely make all his fans envious.

Who knew, after he pressed F5 to refresh, the comment area was filled with thumbs down or hehe expressions.

Stark was at a loss: Wait, this seems to be a bit different from what he imagined!

Envy, envy, and hate!

However, the big-hearted Stark thought about it——

Maybe this group of people are envious and jealous in their hearts, but they are embarrassed to say it!

Thinking of this, Stark suddenly felt sour all over, as if drinking a bucket of ice water on a hot summer day.

Of course, everyone paid more attention to the 25 real European emperors and lucky ones in this game.

"Lucky one, come out, let me see the photo album of the little angel to stimulate me to grab a ticket for the next concert!"

"I want to see the photobook too!"

However, these lucky ones seem to have made an appointment, and none of them posted pictures of the photo album.

Stark originally thought that a winner in life like himself would definitely be a well-deserved European Emperor.

Before the lottery, Stark even considered which safe the second photo book should be placed in.

Who knew that the number that the little angel randomly drew out was only one digit behind him the most recent time.

"172..."

When Enid reported the first three numbers on the stage, Stark blushed with excitement, and was always ready to go on stage in the next second, and even thought about his speech later in his heart.

"……number 6!"

At that moment, Stark felt that he heard his little heart like a punctured ball, making a "pop" sound, and then he was discouraged.

He even felt that he was only a little short of dying on the spot!

Stark lowered his head, trying to stare at the last 5 on the number plate, wanting to turn it into a 6 with his eyes.

When he saw that Lex Luthor from Metropolis was drawn next to him, he felt a little uncomfortable.

Why is it that everyone is a rich man, and the other party can become the lucky one in a thousand?Is he Tony Stark not rich enough or is he not bald because he has too much hair?

Lex Luthor had noticed Stark's changes a long time ago, and guessed his general thoughts. He couldn't help but smile slightly, and suddenly had a narrow thought in his heart.

The next moment, Luthor flashed his number plate in front of Stark's eyes, and then, before the other party could react, he turned around and stepped onto the stage.

After Stark reacted, he almost jumped violently: "Jarvis, this bald man just provoked me?!"

Jarvis: "Yes, Sir."

The more Stark thought about it, the more angry he became: "No, dare to provoke me, this guy is finished!"

He turned his head and stared at Pepper, with a vicious and vicious look: "Pepper, remember this bald man in the metropolis, if you have any cooperation with their company in the future, you will refuse! Reject!"

Peter Parker, on the other hand, is in a completely different situation from Stark.

As a poor boy in Queens, he managed to save the ticket money this time by working tirelessly at several jobs within a month.

But he was young and fast, not only got the tickets himself, but also helped Aunt Mei and Uncle Ben get them too.

What surprised him even more was that he was lucky enough to be caught!smoke!middle!up!

One of the 2000 lucky ones among more than 25 viewers!

The moment he heard his number plate being called, Peter always suspected that he had heard it wrong, and stood there for a while.

"Peter! Peter! You have been drawn, why don't you go up to receive the prize, silly boy!"

Aunt Mei's voice changed in excitement, and she slapped him on the back, successfully waking Peter up.

This slap finally made Peter confirm that he heard correctly, he was indeed drawn by the little angel!

When walking onto the stage and holding hands with the little angel for a photo, Peter always felt dizzy.

If it wasn't for the last sliver of sanity left in his brain, Peter might be excited to make a big change into Spider-Man on the spot.

The author has something to say: If the author forgets the previous setting, cuties, you must remember to leave a message in the comment area. I forgot the meow hammer last time...cough