Making Great Fortune Overnight

It can be clearly seen that all the people present have begun to write attentively.

Yu Guang glanced at her mother. She wrote very seriously, like writing a composition. She wrote a full article.

"You write too. "Have a good time." mother touched Qin Lang and urged softly.

"Good, good." Qin Lang scratched his head. My biggest wish now is that my parents will live a long life and be happy to be old.

After several minutes, Yun Qingqing on the stage picked up the microphone and whispered, "everyone's paper airplanes have seat numbers on them. Wait a moment, I count three numbers, everyone will fly the paper plane, I picked up whose aircraft, will read out the paper aircraft number. Then all the cameras on the scene will be aimed at that seat. On the big screen, the face of the lucky audience will appear. Do you understand? "

"I understand!"

Listening to the enthusiastic response, Yun Qingqing said with a smile: "then I count three numbers, we will fly the plane together, OK?"

"Good!"

A burst of cheers from the audience, one by one eager to try!

"One!"

"Two!"

On Yun Qingqing's face, a trace of smile appeared, and the tone of her voice was raised by a few points: "three!"

"Shua!"

In this moment, countless paper planes flew to the stage! The scene was magnificent! See the paper plane all over the sky, like a white meteor, don't mention how beautiful!

However, some paper airplanes, because the throwing force is too small, did not fly to the stage, fell down.

There is only a paper plane, drawing a perfect parabola in the air, and then steadily landed on the chest of Yun Qingqing.

Yes, Yun Qingqing stood there without moving. The paper plane flew directly to her chest. She subconsciously grasped the paper plane.

Whoa!

Seeing that the paper plane was caught, there was a lot of discussion! Who is this? Lucky!

Everyone's eyes, are full of expectations!

Cloud Qingqing opened the paper plane slowly and said with a smile, "I'll read it first, the wish on this paper plane."

Yun Qingqing looked at the words on the paper and said slowly, "Hello, Qingqing. This time I come to see your concert, I'm with my son. My son loves you so much and wants to see your concert, so I brought him here. He's sitting on my right. My wish is that Yunhan can give my son a hug. "

The whole audience was listening to Yun Qingqing.

After reading, Yun Qingqing said, "all the cameras are aimed at this lucky audience. Please pay attention to the big screen and see who this lucky audience is. "

Speaking of this, Yun Qingqing pauses and says, "the seat number of this audience is 111 in row 3."

Shua!

At the same time, all the cameras, all aimed at this seat!

The person on the seat is Zhao Mingming! Zhao Mingming's face on the big screen!

Seeing this scene, Qin Lang is a little confused! What happened? Mother got hit?

Whoa!

At the same time, the whole scene is boiling! Eager eyes are waiting for the son on the note.

On the stage, Yun Qingqing showed a smile: "please big screen, cut to the son of this lucky audience. She wrote on the paper plane, his son, sitting on her right

Voice down, the big screen, instant appearance of Qin Lang!

Qin Lang is stupid. What is his mother doing?

"All right, audience." Yun Qingqing said softly, "let's invite the mother and son to the stage. It seems that the age difference between mother and son is not big. This mother is so young. Come on, invite them

Qin Lang is more stupid. They are secret contacts. Did his mother make things worse?

Isn't that good?

Ha ha ha!

Zhao Mingming was about to laugh, and touched Qin Lang: "go, son, idol invited us to the stage."

"Come on, let's invite the mother and son." Yun Qingqing said again.

Tens of thousands of people's eyes, all gathered on Qin Lang, Qin Lang really had no choice but to brave the head and his mother on the stage.

At this time, all the eyes of the audience gathered on the stage. Qin Lang and his mother stepped up, and Qin Lang immediately became the focus of the audience.

Everyone looked at Qin Lang and exclaimed.

Because Qin Lang is not so handsome. Well, he is not inferior to Yun Qingqing.

Yun Qingqing came over with a smile and looked at Zhao Mingming and Qin Lang: "your son is really handsome."

I don't know why, when Yun Qingqing looks at Qin Lang, there is a glimmer of brilliance in his eyes.

"If you don't mind, sir, please leave your contact information and our staff will give you a surprise." Said Yun Qingqing.

Yun Qingqing's voice reverberated in the venue, and the backstage staff were also silly: there was no link to call."Sorry, it's not convenient." Qin Lang forcefully said a sentence, the result of Zhao Mingming to gas quietly twisted Qin Lang a.

"Well, my son is a bit stupid. This is my son's phone number. Qingqing, I'm your super fan. I love you." Zhao Mingming did not hide his love for Yun Qingqing.

Yun Qingqing's face suddenly showed a trace of shyness. This is an expression that can't appear on a star's face. All of a sudden, many people feel that it's a bit like a wedding site.

"Cough, ma'am, I'll take it. We'll get in touch with this gentleman later."

Tens of thousands of people in full view, Yun Qingqing bloomed a sweet smile, Zhao Mingming was intoxicated.

Standing on the stage, Yun Qingqing couldn't hear what the audience was shouting. He hugged Zhao Mingming.

Being hugged by his idol, Zhao Mingming is in a daze. Full of joy.

Yun Qingqing looked at Qin Lang and said with a smile, "Sir, I can see that your mother really loves you so much. On the paper plane, all the wishes written are you. So give her a hug, too

Ha ha ha ha ha! With his son on such a grand stage, Zhao Mingming can not say how happy.

What's his son in the dark? Why should he be a thief secretly.

Even if he was seen, he would go back to the Qin family to be whipped, and Zhao Mingming recognized it.

In short, it was quite happy.

"Well, son, the wish has come true. Let's go down." At this time, Zhao Mingming said to Qin Lang with a smile.

Qin Lang smiles at Yun Qingqing and turns to get off the stage.

In this process, Qin Lang is natural and generous, and even compares Yun Qingqing who is good at controlling the field.

Yun Qingqing looks at Qin Lang, thinking.

Until the end of the concert, Zhao Mingming was extremely happy.

At this time, the concert is about to end. Seeing that the audience is so enthusiastic, Yun Qingqing is also reluctant to give up, and sings another song. In the whole chorus, the concert finally came to an end. It took a long time for the audience to leave.

"Son, this is Yun Qingqing's contact information. You should keep it well." Out of the theater, Zhao Mingming said solemnly to Qin Lang.

Qin Lang saw his mother's meaning and said, "OK, thank you, mom. Mom just loves her son."