The man shrank down by her eyes, and then said, "Isn't it the Five Clans? I used to sing big shows? I actually hired a singing and dancing troupe this year!" After saying that, he pointed to the busy group.
People, "Did you see, they are setting up the stage? If you want me to tell me, it is still a good old drama, regular and serious... This wild dance troupe... tsk tsk tsk! What does it look like!"
Ye Fengqiao gave him an angrily and walked towards the group of people.
After a while, the stage was half set up. A young man stood on the stage, dancing and whispering his waist and hips, making passers-by look at him frequently. The young man was not ashamed, but was proud to be complacent.
Ye Fengqiao couldn't help but stare at the people on the stage and slowed down. Before he could even walk in front of him, he heard the young man on the stage shouting at a middle-aged man in his forties or fifties below the stage, "Captain, your group."
There are special programs, right?"
The middle-aged man smiled, "What kind of specialty is not unique? A good program that can make everyone happy!"
The young man seemed dissatisfied with the middle-aged man's answer, and the smile on his face became a little cold, "I really don't know what's there except for the special programs! Then can you act? If you can act,
Can't act like a tumultuous one!"
As he spoke, the young man became angry and waved his hand with a loud voice, "Don't move! Darling? Why don't you ask them to do if you can't act?"
The middle-aged man hurriedly stepped forward and said softly to the young man, "No! No! What is this for?" You said it is not easy for us to take on a show, and we cannot explain what we are going to do now...
They are all here, are you going back on your word?"
Seeing the captain surrender, Ye Fengqiao exhaled anger and took out the phone to call.
The man who was pulled by Ye Fengqiao came to her side, "Look, this has started to make trouble before it even started! What if it starts, I don't know what the trouble will be like?"
Ye Fengqiao gave him annoyed look. The phone was opened at this time, and Ye Qiaoyou's voice came, "Sister, why do you want to call me today? What's wrong?"
Ye Fengqiao looked at the people around him who were rushing to watch the fun, walked a few steps away before speaking, "Have you decided to invite the show?"
"We are discussing now, but the big show has been decided. Tomorrow our people will be divided into two teams, one team will collect money and the other team will invite the show. What's wrong?" Ye Qiaoyou saw that she didn't answer for a long time, thinking she was not satisfied and said, "Now people are
They are all at my house, so you have time to come here! Let’s talk to me in person if you have anything to say.”
"No need," Ye Fengqiao looked at the leader and young man who were still whispering to discuss, "This is the case first, you are busy with yours, I have something to do."
The person who was pulled by Ye Fengqiao to ask about the matter saw Ye Fengqiao hanging up the phone, and came over again, hugged his arm and patted Ye Fengqiao's arm twice, "Ban Zi (the name of a teenager), you said they had discussed for so long
, Can you tell me well? Is there any (without) 'featured performance'?"
Ye Fengqiao glanced at him. If he hadn't seen him as old as he was, he really wanted to throw him over and ask him carefully. He had just shorter hair. Which eye could tell that he was a half-clip?
Which eye to dig out!
The man looked like he was unconscious and patted Ye Fengqiao's arm without hesitation, while it was still hiding. Ye Fengqiao pushed him in annoyance and pushed him away a few steps away from him. Then he started again
The busy crowd walked around.
The man had pulled Ye Fengqiao before, "They were busy with theirs, why are you going to do it? Hey--Don't go!" Ye Fengqiao squeezed into the crowd of onlookers in three steps and headed straight to the stage.
The man stayed in the crowd and looked at Ye Fengqiao turning onto the stage with a look of regret. This half-bolt is about to be beaten!
The young man had a stranger who had come to the stage in a rash manner, as if his territory had been occupied, and he felt unhappy, "Who are you? You want to help move the shelves, but you have become brave, but you don't see it.
I'm here, you are here!"
The young man looked majestic and did not notice a place below the stage. Someone was thug at him, shaking and swaying.
"Who invited this song and dance troupe?" Ye Fengqiao didn't care about his attitude at all, and asked calmly, "Is it your idea or who gave you the idea?"
"Who asked for it, do you have the idea?" The young man came forward and pushed her, "Let's go, don't let this annoyance!"
Ye Fengqiao looked at his hand that reached out, touched him a second before, raised his hand and pulled it back. He only heard a loud "Bang!" Everyone close to the stage heard the young man inhaled in pain.
Voice.
The young man raised his hand and looked at the back of his whipped hand in a daze. He was not only swelling with pain but also swelling at the speed in front of him.
He looked disbelief at first, then he became angry and scolded, "Where did you come out of your dog? How dare you hit me! I'm blind. Do you know who I am? I dare to attack me.
Are you tired of living?"
After saying that, he turned around and waved his arms at the people in the audience, "You are all in vain, blind! I was bullied, can't you see it? Come up! Come up with guys and teach him a lesson.
The stupid seed!"
The person who was doing hand gestures at the young man in the audience was before. When he saw the young man raising his hand, he sighed helplessly and pushed the crowd to the stage. When he climbed to the stage, the young man was already looking at himself swelling.
The back of the hands was dazed.
When the young man shouted at the people under the stage, he rushed up to pull the young man and advised him, "Forget it, forget it, everyone knows you, if you have something to say, why bother to make trouble!
How happy?”
Ye Fengqiao frowned and looked at the person who stopped the young man. He knew this person from Minjiazhai. He seemed to have relatives with Min Chengjun, and seemed to be named Min Chengfu, nicknamed Fu Ge. He did not follow Dai Furong.
Is Dai Furong gone, and he immediately changed his favor? But this newly cursed person - Ye Fengqiao, after watching him for a long time, he couldn't recognize which village he belonged to? He didn't recognize who he was?
The young man looked at Min Chengfu and stopped him, and glanced at Min Chengfu, "Who is he?"
Min Chengfu leaned into the young man's ear and whispered. The young man stared at Ye Fengqiao with his eyes wide open. In just a moment, his eyes were hostile or hatred and fierce. Looking at his appearance, he suppressed a lot of anger.
, stared at Ye Fengqiao fiercely.
There were about a dozen young people on the stage, all standing behind the young man, waiting for the young man to give orders. However, the young man seemed to have been imposed by someone, standing motionless.
Ye Fengqiao looked at the young man with a calm expression, wondering in his heart that the young man must have known who he was, but when he looked at him, he clearly had a deep hatred! When did he offend this person? Does he have such a poor memory?
I didn't even have any impression!
The young man looked away, shook his swollen hands, and said with a dark face. The people behind him stood still without his orders.