Chapter 544 Superstar (18)

There are people who come to the bar and have a lot of things, plus the lights are shimmering and the drinks are charming.

This combination has inspired people's suffocation.

The people in the audience have picked up their sleeves and rushed up with a red eye. They want to beat He Nanxi, the arrogant boy.

He Nanxi was originally in a violent and gloomy mood. He was violently swayed by these people, and he slammed his feet and went one step after another.

There is a lot of power to be a husband.

Bai Weiwei said to the system: "The legs are too powerful."

The system flipped through the information and drew the details. "Well, he has been learning taekwondo for many years. When he is angry, he likes to use sandbags."

So his awkward posture is to kick people into sandbags.

Bai Weiwei: "...I will accidentally reveal the stuffing afterwards, or if I am unhappy, I will not be kicked by him as a sandbag."

System: "It doesn't matter, it is love relatives, love is deep, feelings are deep and stunned, and the degree of goodwill rises."

Bai Weiwei: "..."

I want to have deep feelings with the system in the future. Can you marry it a few times?

He Nanxi is a cow, and his legs can't rival the crowds of so many people.

Someone took the bottle directly to him, and in this direction, he would pick up Bai Weiwei.

He Nanxi’s eyes narrowed, and some wolves squatted sideways.

But he avoided the fist of another person, his face was beaten a bit, and the **** smell suddenly spread in his mouth.

Henan was expressionless in the west, his feet bent, his knees hit the abdomen of the person who beat him, and he would kneel down.

But the mask on his face fell, revealing his handsome beauty with a youthful look.

Some people think that he is familiar. "Long is like He Nanxi?"

"Who?"

"Scum, the king of scum, is the rotten person who is deceiving the drug."

"...It's really like, it's really his words, how come there is a face to go out?"

He Nanxi's expression is cold and he wants to pretend to be indifferent.

But the body can't move.

Even Bai Weiwei pushed him away and left his arms.

He did not stop it.

His mind could not be suppressed, and he returned to the last time he came to power.

When he just sang, the people below screamed.

He endured shame and intended to sing the song.

But more and more people are letting him roll off the stage.

A girl who used to be his **** fan, took the flowers and ran to the stage.

He thought he had supporters and just wanted to smile.

The girl threw the flowers away and reached out and put a rotten egg on his face.

"Scum, how do you still have a sing on your face? It used to be a stain on my life."

That egg completely smashed him.

He also completely annihilated his self-confidence.

It seems to be scene reproduction at that time.

The people in the audience have cast their contemptuous eyes, one notice.

"Hey, look at the scum, that is He Nanxi."

"The entertainment circle? I used to like his songs before."

"It’s really a man in the trough. I thought the news was smeared. Look at him like this. It’s a personal scum.”

The ridicule of those people is like a wave.

Let He Nanxi lick his lips, and his hands can't help but insert them into his pockets.

The hazy eyes flashed a little.

Although the back is straight, the muscles are still shaking.

It’s like a child who is doing something wrong, facing the accusations of everyone, can only stand still and dare not resist.

In the ridicule of others, he wants to escape, but he can't move his legs.

Suddenly a clear anger screamed, "You are the scum, the face is ugly, the brain is stupid, the two legs are walking, the appearance of others is empty, and you have not learned the quality of people."

(End of this chapter)