The True Young Miss Is A Spoiled Boss

Maybe it was because she was talking about the person she liked, the girl's eyes were very bright, as if there was light.

Everyone listened very carefully, and no one on the court spoke.

"I asked An Lang if she would recognize her in real life, would she give me a hug..."

Xing Jiu'an remembered that it was after a game was over and there were many people on the court. She heard this sentence and didn't know who said it, but of course it was fine to reply.

"She said yes."

"I said, can I change the hug to a handshake? She said as long as you recognize it, I will."

"I watched her more than a dozen games. Since her first performance, every game hasn't fallen. I also hope to see her face under the mask..."

"Instructor Xing, you said, if I saw her one day, would she admit her identity?"

At this moment, everyone looked at Xing Jiu'an.

The girl is a little nervous, but if you don't ask now, maybe in the future, there will be no chance.

It is impossible for Xing Jiu'an to perform at their request every time.

And An Lang hasn't participated in a competition for more than a year, and she even wondered if An Lang would have given up street dancing.

An Lang once said that she quit the business after she won enough trophies.

No one would think that An Lang is talking big!

Because she does have that strength!

Right now, the girl looked at Xing Jiuan, very nervous.

The others had guessed it and looked at Xing Jiu'an in surprise.

Some people who didn't know who An Lang was asked who An Lang was, and those who knew some gave it to Amway.

More than a dozen games, won the championship again and again.

The gold content of the trophy each time is very high!

Is a well-deserved king in the hip-hop world!

Xing Jiuan sighed, "So that girl is you."

She did not deny, but admitted it.

At the girl, she gave a helpless and shallow smile, "I thought no one would know."

There were tears in the girl’s eyes, "I know, of course I know. I have watched every game of yours, and every video of yours I have watched no less than a hundred times. Ms. An Lang, I want to watch you become a god, I And indeed watch you become a god."

Xing Jiuan walked over, took the tissue from others, said thank you, and then handed it to the girl.

"What's wrong, you have removed me from human status?" She joked.

"I...I didn't." The girl waved her hands again and again, and she said embarrassedly, but she was extremely firm, "You are my god."

...

After returning home, Xing Jiuan could not forget the girl's gaze.

She has seen this look many times.

Each of her identities are her hobbies.

She likes other people's screams, she has never really felt it.

She seldom said anything on stage, and she never contacted fans, and the number of conversations with fans was pitiful.

She could see their excited and loving eyes when they looked at her, and she would be moved by it, but with so many identities, she would inevitably let go of them when she wanted to rest.

She never thought that someone would like her for so long.

She suddenly discovered that she seemed to understand why Lin Summit liked her career very much.

It turns out that strangers' likes and surprises can also make people happy.

It turned out that this is a very happy thing.