Young Master Bo, your wife is going to heaven

Friends: "..."

Young Madam, you have such a black-bellied husband, are you sure you want to invest?

"Uh... We think that Fu Zicong is still capable, maybe you don't need to spend this money?" He reminded gently, after all, he couldn't bear the heart of a girl walking into the tiger's den like this.

But Sheng Nuan didn't appreciate their good intentions at all, and said, "No need, I think it's better to be the father of the donor."

In this way, you can abuse Wen Ranran in all kinds of ways.

Friends: "..."

Young Madam, do you have to die?
You are touching the back scales of the young master, did you make it?

"……All right."

They sent a wechat message - dear, this is another vest of the young master.

Sheng Nuan nodded, and immediately added that WeChat account. The words of verification were—Hello, I want to talk to you about investing in the King of Songs program group.

Just about to chat, the host announced that Fu Zicong had come on stage.

She turned off her phone and watched intently.

Fu Zicong came onto the stage with a guitar on his shoulders, and a beam of light came down, and he immediately had a sense of sight of a guitar prince.

He was wearing a comfortable coat with a soft texture that made him look very gentle.

With his eyes closed, he plucked the strings, and a string of melodious notes jumped out from his fingertips.

Fu Zicong chose a slow love song, an old one.

In the sweltering studio right now, it feels like a stream of clear water has been poured into it, giving people a refreshing feeling.

【You are the person I have loved for a long time, but I can't speak...】

[Love is hard to express, looking at you, I feel that I am not worthy of you...]

boom.

At this moment, Bao Siyan, who was watching the live broadcast, was completely darkened.

Ok.

That person surnamed Fu started singing love songs?
Who is he showing his affectionate look?
What does it mean to love you for a long time?

"Who wrote the lyrics?"

Xiao Heng: "..."

Ok.

When the young master gets angry, he even lays down the gun with the lyrics writer?
Also drunk.

"Not good enough?" Bao Siyan narrowed his eyes, "Since he knows he is not good enough, why is he still licking his face? Heh, this guy doesn't even know how much he weighs!"

"..."

Such vulgar words come out of the mouth of a big CEO, it's a bit of that.

Dear.

What about the elite education you received as a child?
What about the aristocratic elegance you cultivated from childhood?

Where did it all go?

You are just a resentful husband now, hey.

To complain, Xiao Heng kept up with Bao Siyan's rhythm, and said, "That's right, he also pissed to see what kind of virtue he is."

Bao Siyan glanced at him.

Xiao Heng: "..." Why do I have a bad feeling?

"Since you think so, I'll leave this matter to you."

Xiao Heng: "..."

wanna die.

He turned his head to watch the live broadcast, feeling extremely pained in his heart, but just watching a singer singing competition, young lady, can you stop showing such excitement?
If you do this, it will make us very distressed.

Sheng Nuan who was at the scene sneezed hard.

?

Why does it feel like someone is scolding her behind her back?
No matter, the most important thing now is to call Fu Zicong.

She turned into a little fan and yelled like them.

It has to be said that Fu Zicong has this ability. With his face, he sang a love song and completely conquered the audience.

Oh, and that look in the end, my god, it's absolutely amazing, with tenderness and affection, and deep affection with unobtainable heartbreak.

Properly, it is the look in the eyes of the male second who has been struggling for thousands of years in idol dramas.

How can a little girl stand it?

That's called a scream.

Sheng Nuan also joined in, and made a grimace at Wen Ranran, who was watching from the corner—hehe, have you been compared?

Wen Ranran snorted coldly, turned her head and left.

The host smiled and asked: "This song is so good, the audience was moved. Mr. Fu is singing a slow love song today, right?"

"Yes."

"Before the judges and teachers score, can I ask a question for the audience, or even the audience in front of the TV?"

The host didn't even finish speaking, and the little girls below all screamed.

"girlfriend!"

"girlfriend!"

The sound is one wave after another.

The host smiled and said, "Mr. Fu, I think everyone is very curious. It's been a while since you debuted. I wonder if you have a girl you like?"

"Or let me ask another way, Mr. Fu, when you were singing the love song just now, did you think about anyone?"

Who did you think about?
Fu Zicong was slightly taken aback, originally he didn't want such a boring question like the bird.

No matter who it is, as long as it comes out of his mouth, it will be hotly searched in a short while.

But now...

His eyes could not help looking towards the front row.

The host is also a fine person, and he understood immediately, and his eyes followed.

It turned out that no one was there.

Fu Zicong frowned.

What about the dead girl?
"No."

The host has a meal.

"So far, I'm still single."

The host had a strange feeling, just now he felt that Fu Zicong wanted to say something, but he didn't know why he didn't say it all of a sudden.

"It's single, the audience at the scene, did you hear that?"

The atmosphere suddenly heated up.

Thanks to Fu Zicong's superb singing skills, he was promoted in minutes.

But I don't know why, maybe it was affected by the host's words just now, after he came out, he was always restless.

He asked himself, when he sang just now, who flashed through his mind.

"Hey, why are you here?"

Slowly opening his eyes, he saw that familiar face smiling slightly at himself.

Suddenly, he seemed to remember that the person he was thinking about while singing was...

He turned his face away, suppressing the feelings in his heart.

Sheng Nuan couldn't help frowning: "Why didn't you talk? Just now I knew you had advanced, shouldn't you be a little bit happier?"

"Where did you go just now?" He just wanted to ask about it.

"Ah, just now, I went to the toilet."

"what?"

Sheng Nuan said embarrassedly: "I ate too much this morning, and my stomach feels a little uncomfortable."

Fu Zicong pumped his nostrils: "You actually go to the toilet at this time?"

"???"

Why do you sound a little angry?

Sheng Nuan didn't quite understand.

"Isn't it because I left for a while?"

She said, "But you are a big star, no matter what the host asks you, you can handle it freely, right?"

After much deliberation, there is only this reason.

Fu Zicong didn't speak.

?

Sheng Nuan didn't understand.

"what happened to you?"

"It's nothing."

Fu Zicong turned around, feeling sullen and angry, and he didn't know what the reason was.Is it just because she left at a critical moment, or because she has repeatedly failed to understand her own heart?

He was also confused.