Many thoughts flashed through Han Ming's mind, and then he shook his head.

"There can be no problem, those two people are both masters of the Xuan Realm."

"No matter how tight the security here is, they can't be defeated."

Thinking of this, Han Ming calmed down a little.

He thought there might have been an accident, and the two people were moving a little slowly.

But it doesn't matter, the plan is still going on.

Soon, a few more songs passed, the lights on the stage were gorgeous, and Xiaofang was even more energetic.

Han Ming stood up, clenched his fists, and had a look of surprise on his face.

Lost again.

Actually lost again!

what is this?

He had clearly arranged everything, and even specially invited two masters of the mysterious realm to complete the plan in person.

But even so, it still failed.

He didn't understand why it was so difficult to step on Huafeng Pharmaceutical!

"hehe."

"It doesn't matter."

"It doesn't matter if I lose the first round, I still have a plan B."

Han Ming regained his composure.

He always likes to have a backup plan when doing things. Although this plan went bankrupt, the outcome is still doomed.

"Xiaofang, Xiaofang!"

"Xiaofang, Xiaofang!"

Amid deafening cheers, the next song began.

Xiaofang is wearing a white gauze skirt, and her beautiful body is hidden under a thick fog, looming.

The whole stage looked like a fairyland.

Xiaofang's face was filled with a light smile.

She seemed to have found the state of singing in a nightclub, and she became more at ease.

She silently calculated the beat in her mind, and when the rhythm came together, she began to hum softly.

However……

When Xiaofang's voice, through the microphone, resounded through every corner of the venue.

The whole place was in an uproar instantly.

Because Xiaofang's voice suddenly became extremely hoarse, like

It's like sandpaper rubbing on the ground.

What's happening here?

Not only were the audience present confused, but Xiaofang was also dumbfounded.

Is this the sound she made herself?

Why is it so abnormal?

"Ahem."

Xiaofang panicked a little and subconsciously stopped singing. She felt her throat was itchy, as if a small insect had crawled across it.

"It's broken!" Su Yuwei's pretty face changed, "There is something wrong with Xiaofang's throat!"

She has heard Xiaofang record songs, and her voice is so magnetic that people can't help but be intoxicated.

But the current situation is obviously not right!

Xu Dong's eyes narrowed, and a cold light flashed across his face.

He didn't expect that the Shen family actually had a back-up plan!

At this time, Han Ming burst out laughing, crossed his legs, and said with a graceful expression, "Tsk, tsk, do you still like this gift?"

"This is a concert with tens of thousands of people, and now there is such a big performance accident. I wonder how you end it!"

He looked like a villain and continued to watch the show.

And the field also became riotous.

"What kind of sound is this? It's too unpleasant!"

"What's going on? Why did Xiaofang's voice suddenly become thicker?"

"The first few songs are fine!"

"Refund, refund!"

"I came here to enjoy it, not to be stimulated. It's too unpleasant. Get off the stage!"

"Get off!"

At first, there were still a small number of people talking about it, but later, under the exaggeration of this emotion, more and more people expressed dissatisfaction and got up angrily.

Xiaofang, who was standing on the stage, was in a trance at this moment.

She seemed to be back in the nightclub, being pointed at by the guests and kicked off the stage.

two lines

Tears fell silently down his face.

She squatted down and buried her head in her arms.

At this time, two figures slowly walked onto the stage.

"Everyone, be quiet!"

Su Yuwei raised her head, looked around, and took the phone.

"First of all, I would like to apologize to everyone for the situation at this concert." .??.

"Xiaofang is a very hard-working artist. In order to show her best, she practices singing until three o'clock every night before resting."

"This also caused some problems with her throat."

"However, these are all minor issues."

Su Yuwei had a light smile on her face, "I hope everyone will give Xiaofang time to sing, and also give me a chance to perform."

"Speaking of which, I have had a dream to hold a concert since I was a child, but by some strange combination of circumstances, I became an entrepreneur."

As soon as these words were said, the mood of the audience immediately relaxed a lot.

Some people even laughed, feeling that Su Yuwei was a bit Versailles.

"Are you sure one song will do the trick?"

Someone asked angrily.

"I'm sure." Su Yuwei nodded firmly, "Don't worry, everyone, it's just a small problem."

After speaking, she turned her head and gestured towards Xu Dong.

Xu Dong didn't say anything more, he held Xiaofang's arm and walked to the backcourt.

At this time, Su Yuwei held the microphone and her eyes became blurred.

She looked at the gorgeous lights and suddenly remembered that a long time ago, a man pointed a revolver at her head in order to save her.

She also suddenly remembered that when she was pestered by a gangster, it was that person who stepped forward.

Su Yuwei, who originally came to the rescue, suddenly wanted to sing a song to express her emotions that she couldn't express.

"How can I best describe you?"

"Nothing compares to you to be special."

r> “I have a strong feeling for you, but I don’t know much about you, so I just rely on my intuition.”

"You feel as comfortable as nestling in a quilt, but as unpredictable as the wind."

"Like the smell of perfume on your wrist..."

"I love that you have the conflict of turning left and right..."

"Crazy but afraid that there is no way out..."

His voice became deeper for no reason, as if he was telling a story.

The place suddenly became quiet.
To be continued...