Ruan Qi didn’t know that these rebellious fans wanted to bite her.
She warned her for a long time before changing the subject, "When did you come? Have you been waiting for a long time?"
"No, it won't be long." The pink-faced leader lied without blushing, "It's only been half an hour."
Others quickly nodded in agreement.
"Yes, yes, we didn't wait long and we weren't tired at all."
"Ruanbao, did you sleep well last night? Did the things on the Internet affect you?"
"Dragon God, please don't let that garbage affect your mood. Leave the online affairs to us and just concentrate on the game."
We are like parents who are preparing to send their children to the examination room. They want to pay more attention to them, but are afraid that their children will be angry, so they can only look cautious and carefully consider every word they say.
Ruan Qi felt their worries and concerns, and her heart seemed to be wrapped in a layer of soft cotton, which was warm and comforting.
"Brothers and sisters, don't worry. I'm fine. What happened online didn't affect me. It's not worth getting angry for those people."
After saying that, she raised her little face and showed a sweet smile.
The health tanks of all the fans present were instantly empty.
The leader of the dragon man covered his heart and took a hard breath, his heart beating wildly.
My big dragon god is so damn cute!
The smile is so soft, I miss rua so much!
The young male fan in his twenties was so stunned by the cuteness of the little girl that his hand that wanted to lick her was already ready to move.
He tried hard to control, and then control, until he was about to lose control, and suddenly a picture of the old little green dragon killing everyone on the field popped up in his mind.
So cruel, so bloody, every move is fatal, sending people to the west in a second.
The young male fan's eagerness to move was instantly doused by a splash of cold water.
...Okay.
You Dragon God or you Dragon God.
No matter how cute he is, he is still a man-eating beast.
……
Because she had to go backstage to prepare for the game, Ruan Qi only chatted with the fans for five minutes and then hurried to the locker room.
She put on her team uniform, folded her changed clothes and stuffed them into the closet, then took her cell phone and pushed open the door to the lounge next door.
Qian Duo's voice happened to come from inside the house.
"We are in the backstage lounge now. Xiao Qinglong? She has something to do and will be there in a moment."
When Ruan Qi heard her name, she paused for a moment, then quickly walked into the lounge.
"Mom Qian, who are you talking to?"
Chanduo, who was sitting on the sofa, heard the little girl's voice and immediately stood up.
Only then did Ruan Qi realize that he was holding a selfie stick with a mobile phone stuck on it.
"Hey, Xiao Qinglong is here." Qian Duo pointed the phone camera at her, "Xiao Qi, say hello to the fans in the live broadcast room."
Ruan Qi then thought about broadcasting for an hour before the game.
She immediately smiled softly and waved her little hands towards the camera.
"Hello everyone, I am Xiao Qinglong."
Since the day when Xiao Qinglong’s identity was exposed, many Xiaolong people have been living in a dream. Although there was a commotion on the Internet, the fact that ‘Little Qinglong is Ruan Qi’ makes them think it is a fantasy.
——Until now, the little girl’s beautiful face and soft voice appear in the live broadcast room.
Everyone suddenly felt a sense of reality that the dust had settled.
Xiao Qinglong is Ruan Qi, and Ruan Qi is Xiao Qinglong.
This understanding has finally been engraved into the DNA of all Xiaolong people.
The barrage in the live broadcast room paused for tenths of a second, and then was maxed out.