Quick Transmigration System: Male God, Come Here

   Chapter 570 Superstar (19)

  He Nanxi suddenly looked up, only to see Bai Weiwei holding a microphone, with one hand on her hip and one foot on the stereo.

   Just like a cute shrew.

   He sprayed fiercely at the audience, "I thought I was a judge when I heard some news. What did my brother do to make you catch him and scold him? Did he kill or set fire?"

   "He does drugs..."

  Someone roared below.

  Bai Weiwei turned her head immediately, her eyes were terribly cold, "Who told you that he took drugs? The police or you saw it?"

   It is impossible to refute these words, after all, they all read some black material on the Internet, and followed others’ opinions.

   I’ve seen that one.

  Bai Weiwei pushed back her long hair on her chest, she didn't look as hot and seductive as before.

  She was just an old hen protecting her calf, and she became aggressive.

   "When you say you take drugs, you take drugs. You are better than the police, aren't you? You say you bully others, so you bully them. Has the bullying reached your door?"

   "One by one has the same brains as pigs. No, pigs have higher IQs than you. People believe what they say?"

   "I don't know who my brother is? He is kind-hearted, and he is reluctant to step on an ant to death. How can such a child bully others?"

   "To put it bluntly, you guys are jealous of Qiufu. When you see his house collapsed, you all rush up and step on it."

  Bai Weiwei held a microphone in her hand, and she could hear clearly when she roared in a radius of tens of meters.

   "A 18-year-old kid, writing and singing with great trepidation, suffers from stomach bleeding for fans."

  “I don’t pay young models or buy yachts when I make money. I use it to build Hope Primary School and donate to the Disabled Foundation.”

   "Don't stir up gossip, don't stir up people's designs, and the good things that win glory for the country like being sprayed by you **** to the International Music Awards are gone. Are you ashamed?"

  He Nanxi turned to look at her in a daze.

  Under the light, her face was slightly blurred by the sweat on her face.

  The black eyeliner has melted away, and the lip color is not as moist and red as before.

  But her eyes were clear, and her thin body rushed to the front of the stage.

   Block him.

   defended him.

  He Nanxi blinked hard, his eyes were a little sour.

  He didn't know what emotion was in his heart, he seemed to have been waiting for this moment for a long time.

  Every time someone scolds him, he hopes that someone will stand by his side and make an enemy of the world.

  Say a fair word for him.

  【Ding, the hero's favorability is ten. 】

  Bai Weiwei sprayed everyone **** by herself, and the system couldn't help reminding, "There are several emotions below the table. If you don't leave, you will be beaten out of shit."

  Bai Weiwei, who was spraying happily while holding the microphone, froze.

  Looking down, the faces of the grandchildren below are not very good-looking.

  She said very calmly, "So, the world is peaceful only if one is kind and kind. Thank you audience for listening. Then we will meet again next time."

   After finishing speaking, Bai Weiwei threw the wheat in her hand.

  Then turned around and ran to He Nanxi, took his hand without hesitation, pulled him who was still in a daze, and ran away.

  The group of people behind them really became angry.

  Wine bottles, chairs and cups were thrown at them one after another.

  Bai Weiwei grabbed He Nan and fled here and there. She found a back door, opened it and rushed out.

   is the alley behind the bar.

  Different from the door in front of the bar, it was so quiet here that only a single street lamp accompanied them.

  Bai Weiwei breathed a sigh of relief, her face was covered with sweat and looked a little tired.

   "It's all right, Nancy."

  Hearing her soft voice, He Nanxi rang out with a hint of a smile.

  (end of this chapter)