Domineering cute baby: president daddy, you devil!

She saw tears on the faces of those lovely people. They must know that their love is two-way.

They love themselves for nothing in return, but they always have a place in their heart.

Tang Xin put his hands on his mouth, said the trumpet shape, and yelled at them: "don't worry, I will come on, I know you are all here! I love you

The fans cry even more.

"Wuwuwuwu, she said she loved us. I cried to death!"

"We've been there all the time. No matter what we go through, we must be there!"

"After so many years of suffering, are you still afraid of such a setback?"

"Come on, tangxin!"

"Come on, tangxin!"

Originally, there was only one person shouting, and then a group of people shouting. Tang Xin looked at them, and tears blurred his vision again.

Some people took videos, fans' videos, and Tang Xin's videos, which were spread to the Internet, and everyone felt a little sad.

"This is the best way for fans and idols to get along."

"Tang Xin's fans have always been known as being sensible. That's how star chasers should be."

"I'm a little moved. It's a two-way love, not a lonely effort from fans."

"Suddenly I have a good feeling for Tang Xin."

When the celebration began, Tang Xin appeared in the middle. It was just ten o'clock at that time, which was the most popular time to watch. This was because of her number and coffee seats.

As it gets closer and closer, Tang Xin takes a breath and holds the hand of the little orange beside him tightly. The children and Ni LAN are sitting under the audience. This time, they don't seem so lonely.

It's just that there are no fans. After all, it's a little different.

"Sister Tang Xin, it's your turn. Come on."

Over there, the host read Tang Xin's name. Tang Xin picked up her skirt and stood on the elevator. Her heart beat in her ear. She was nervous.

It's like going to the battlefield alone. She hasn't felt nervous before she came to power for a long time.

The fans in the live room are also nervous. Qiao ChuChu, who is watching the live broadcast, is looking forward to it and can't wait.

"Sister! Come on, sister! We're not here, you have to come on! "

"It's OK. We've been there all the time. My sister must know."

"Wuwuwuwu, why can't fans come in? My eyes are swollen. It's not fair."

"That's the aim, but I can't say anything!"

Tang Xin closed her eyes and opened her eyes at the moment when she came on the stage with a microphone. At that moment, she thought that she had entered a dream - five rows in front of her, suddenly showing orange light, bright and warm.

They call Tang Xin's name neatly and forcefully, and shake the small and delicate light signs in their hands. They gradually combine from left to right. At the moment when Tang Xin completely appears on the stage, they form a line: don't be afraid, Tang Xin. Here we are.

Tang Xin's eyes were red again. She saw the front crowd - her father, her father-in-law, her mother-in-law, her husband, her children, and her friends. They all came with a small lamp in their hands.

When the camera came, almost the whole audience was in an uproar, because Tang Xin's fans didn't get the tickets, and the news that none of them could enter had spread. Many people were ready to watch the good play, but they didn't expect that it would be like this now.

"What's the matter? Can't you come in?"

"There are about 200 family and leader tickets in front of them. They are all fans of Tang Xin."

"Woo woo, they're in. They're in!"