Domineering cute baby: president daddy, you devil!

The more I think about it, the more I feel aggrieved. Several fans cry.

"Why, why does this show treat us like this, treat our sister like this?"

"Wuwuwuwu, this is the semi-finals, my sister's dance has a problem, and I don't know how to deal with it. Now we don't have any lights, how can we help my sister?"

"They did it on purpose. Maybe they were afraid that we would steal the limelight."

Zhou Ke'er didn't cry. She was the backbone. If she cried, maybe everyone would be in a mess.

In fact, she also wanted to cry.

"What should we do? We need to get the light card back."

"We have to get it back, but we can't get it back. We have to get help." Zhou Ke'er said so.

"But to whom?"

"Brother in law! Yes, we can find brother-in-law! These people dare to do this to us, but they certainly dare not do anything to their brother-in-law! "

After hearing Zhou Ke'er's words, the fans were all in front of their eyes, but soon they thought of the problem - their identity, how can they contact the chairman of the Song family.

"In this way, we are divided into two groups. You go to find the staff around your sister, and I'll find a way to contact my brother-in-law."

Fans nodded, not just so flustered, we are like the usual assignment, soon found what they should do.

Zhou Ke'er first went to song's microblog and sent several private messages. Then he asked his friends in his circle to help contact him. Instead of contacting song Qinbei, it's OK to contact his assistant.

But she didn't know that all the assistants around Song Qinbei had been elevated or dismissed, and only Zhou Bei was left.

After the fans on the other side entered the arena, a few fans who usually talked a lot, went to the toilet on the excuse, and then went straight to the guest lounge.

They knew that the program team would not let them in if they were so well guarded.

So they hide outside and wait until they see a familiar person, which is actually a chance.

"What are you doing?" The sudden sound behind them almost made them jump up.

Behind is a very beautiful girl, who can not hide the noble spirit, they do not know, is likely to be not famous star.

Several fans waved their hands at the same time. "Nothing. We're going to the bathroom."

The pretty girl frowned and looked at them suspiciously, then her face changed: "you're a bastard, right?"

"No, no, no, we are not. We are fans. We have tickets."

At this time, they also knew that they could not hide it, and quickly took out the ticket stub in their pocket.

The girl looked at the ticket stub and frowned: "whose fans are you?"

"Tang Xin."

"Tang Xin!" Several fans suddenly jumped up in surprise when they saw the girl in front of them, and then their attitude changed instantly. "You're fans of Tang Xin. You scared me to death. I thought you were fans of Qiao ChuChu. You're going to kill you."

A few fans who didn't know they had a trip at the gate of death: "I'm not sure."

The girl very cordially pulled them: "you also come to see Tang Xin's performance, but now it's not fast opening, why are you still here?"

Several fans didn't understand the girl's attribute, so they quietly asked, "are you also a fan of my sister?"

"I'm not. I'm a fan of Mo Lingkong, but I also like every artist in the prosperous Tang Dynasty."

A few fans breathed a sigh of relief, and then they said something about the lamp.