"Good song, another one!"

As the song fell, Nangong Ming stood up again and howled like watching a concert.

"Damn, can't you stop yelling like the wind and have something to say?" Zhao Chengfeng can't help but drag Nangong Ming and is completely defeated by Nangong Ming.

Liao Su Su sang five or six songs in a row, and each song is very good. He even just sang a song of Meina, which let people know what it means to "cry in the toilet". Nangong Ming was more and more excited.

"Whatever you say, Su Su is a good singer." Nangong Ming can't afford to quarrel with Zhao Chengfeng at the moment. He says to Liao Susu with a smile, "Susu, do another song. You sing so well."

"I'm tired to death if I don't sing."

As soon as Liao Susu turned his mouth, he sat down and took a drink from his water cup, which made him feel more comfortable.

"Susu, you really sing very well. Sing another song for us." Nangong Ming is very cheeky. He comes to Liao Susu to please him.

Liao Susu had a headache, but he still said, "singing is OK, but you have to let me have a rest. I don't sing for many days, and my throat is dry and itchy. It's almost smoking."

"Well, well, let's have a rest, have a drink and eat before we sing." Nangong Ming doesn't force Liao Susu either. He reaches for the waiter and asks him to take the golden throat.

Liao Susu is not polite. He takes one out and puts it in his mouth. He says that Nangong Ming is very careful.

"Susu, what do you do now? Singing so well, are you ready to make a record? If you make a record, I'll "see where he's updated." Nangong Ming answered and said, "ah, the book is a good book. The author is too lazy and the update is too slow. It's only about 700000 words a day. What's there to read? I've finished my toilet work, and I'm not happy at all."

"That's your fault!"

Liao Su solemnly said, "as a reader, you can read ten lines at a glance, one or two thousand words in a minute. But do you know how long it takes for the author to conceive one or two thousand words? It can be as short as an hour, as long as three or five hours. "

"The author treats his works as if they were his own children. Every chapter and story has been seriously thought about. It can't get up at all. As long as it doesn't stop, you can burn high incense. If you really want to update quickly, I can only suggest that you read the Analects of Confucius. " Liao Su Su said.

Nangong Ming Wen's speech, old face is red, slightly embarrassed: "ha ha, this I really did not think so much, then took care of that time for a while, and also scolded the author two sentences, I am really sorry. I'll go with the author to apologize tomorrow and offer a little reward to show my heart. But it's really hard to wait. If you let me read the Analects of Confucius, I can't understand it. "

"I can't blame anyone else." Liao Su Su shrugged his shoulders and looked helpless.

"By the way, Susu, you sing so well, why don't you make a record, hold a concert or something? I think it's a waste of talent if you don't sing Nangong Ming said again.

Nangong Ming likes the way Liao Su Su looks when he sings. He stands at random holding the microphone, but it gives people the feeling of a lonely queen. He is full of domineering in his cold and fierce manner.

As long as you stand on the stage, you don't even need to speak. You can see that this is a girl with a story.

"It's easy for you to say that you don't want money to make a record? Do you think it's free to have someone write a song for you? " Liao Su's eyes turn around and he is upset by Nangong Ming. He can't help getting angry.

"I'll pay for it."

Hearing the speech, Nangong Ming clapped his chest and promised: "as long as you are willing to make a record, no matter how much money I have, you just sing, OK?"

"You, you're not sick, are you?" Liao Su Su thinks that Nangong Ming drinks too much and everyone meets by chance. Why should he pay so much for himself“ It costs a lot of money to make a record

"Money is nothing!"

Zhao Chengfeng said: "Su Su, as long as you nod your head, don't say the record. Even if you want to hold concerts all over the world, Mingzi can do everything for you. Just sing."

"Yes, as long as you are happy, you can sing as you like, and you can sing wherever you want." Nangong Ming patted his chest and assured.

Liao Susu was shocked. He looked at Zhao Chengfeng and nangongming for a while. After a while, he asked nangongming, "but why do you want to help me? Do you want to support me? "

Liao Susu just saw clearly that the star of Meina was blocking Nangong Ming's arm. They should be as close as possible. At this moment, Nangong Ming put forward this request again, which is not to blame.

"I..."

Nangong Ming almost didn't choke to death. However, after calming down for a while, Nangong Ming looked at Liao Susu with a serious and affectionate face and said: "in fact, the reason is very simple. I like you. From the moment you speak, from the moment you stand on the stage, I am deeply fascinated by you. Your singing and your figure make me intoxicated."

"This..." Liao Su Su suddenly stay, red face son don't know how to answer, scared to he Bingting side rely on.

"Su Su, if you don't believe me, you can ask your best friend's man. He knows me well. Nangong Ming always says the same thing." Nangong Ming directly pulls Zhao Chengfeng into the water and says, "if you don't help me speak, I will tell you about your marriage.".

Zhao Chengfeng said: "Su Su, I can prove that. Mingzi looks like a cynical bastard. In fact, Mingzi is a real spoony. As long as he really likes it, it's absolutely true. I can swear. "

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