Chapter 673

At this time, Shu Cheng slowly closed his eyes and fell back. The host quickly helped him.

"Wow..." everyone at the scene was scared silly. They just received so much shock that they remembered that Shu Cheng seemed to be unwell at this time.

The scene was restless.

"What's the matter? Shu Cheng fainted? Are you okay?"

"Shit! Is Shu Cheng all right? How could this accident happen? Is Shu Cheng having physical problems? Or what?!"

"In ancient times, there was a merchant who collected linen, wheat, animal skin and oranges with the middle of Sichuan. When he left Sichuan by water, the boat was halfway. The boat was in a hurry. The boatman asked: it is not feasible without slurry, but can there be straight long things for slurry. The merchant said: I have orange, hemp and wheat skin. I don't know if it's not proper to be an oar!"

"I also have a saying that I don't know what to say! My male God worked so hard for so long, and finally fainted at the brain King ceremony!"

"Do you know what the situation is?"

The doctor from the program team came at once. Just as the doctor's hand was about to touch the teenager, the door was pushed open.

Several men in black came in.

It looks like the protagonist at the critical moment in the TV series. Although some dog blood is very idol drama, it must be said that it is really handsome.

The leading man was wrapped in a windbreaker against the light. The outline of his face was like a knife, with sharp edges and corners. When a pair of deep eyes like the vast starry sky swept towards people, it took a trace of lazy and indifferent breath.

The scene was surprised, but the man couldn't help lowering his head and didn't dare to say a word loudly.

The bottom of my heart is still muttering: who is this man? The aura is so strong!

The man looked at the young man held by the host and the doctor who was about to touch the young man. His eyes were dark and went straight to the stage.

"Give it to me." the man's voice is low, domineering and dignified.

Doctors and hosts, including Hu Yicheng, who heard men's voices on the stage, were suppressed by men's aura and could not rise a trace of resistance.

The audience began to stir up.

"Who is this man? How do you know he's going on stage? It seems not easy! I didn't dare to speak when he looked at me."

"I don't know! Do you know Shu Cheng?"

"Ah! I know who he is!" a girl shouted.

"Who?" "who! Speak quickly!" "speak quickly!" the crowd asked suspiciously.

"Do you remember the last v-bo sent by a teenager, a big one in his family!"

Everyone's attention immediately shifted to the man.

"Ah! It's really him! The Lord has appeared!"

"More handsome than the one in the picture!"

"Is it time to talk about being handsome? What's wrong with teenagers is the most important thing, isn't it? Don't have an accident!"

Rong Junyi's eyes were as deep as the sea, with an awe inspiring momentum, which was irresistible. In his low voice, there was a sharp and naturally superior breath: "give me the microphone."

The host hesitated and handed the microphone to the man.

The man picked up the microphone and his low voice spread all over the activity venue of the strongest brain: "she's tired. I'll take her home."

He said, take her... Home.

No discussion, no inquiry.

Rong Junyi directly picked up the boy, turned and walked towards the door, step by step. The man's eyes were dark and deep.

"Wow -" the scene suddenly exploded.