Mrs. Gu found her husband and sat down with a cold face.

Gu Qingshan took back his eyes on Mrs. Jiang, glanced at Mrs. Gu, lowered his voice and asked, "who is the girl next to Mrs. Jiang?"

Mrs. Gu's face smelled worse with the naked eye. She looked up and down at Gu Qingshan. There was a little nausea in her contempt.

"Even if you're fooling around outside, you can kill such a young girl? Are you still not human?"

How can a man be so shameless.

Gu Qingshan quickly looked around, lowered his voice and shouted, "what are you talking about? I don't mean that. Pay attention to talking outside."

Mrs. Gu snorted coldly, "do you mean that? You know it in your heart. If you want people to know, you can't do it unless you don't do it yourself."

Gu Qingshan wanted to ask again. Mrs. Gu had turned her head and stopped talking to him.

Gu Qingshan felt like a cat scratching in his heart. He sat in the first row of the audience. Everyone in the back row saw clearly what he did. Just now he turned his head by saying hello to Mrs. Jiang. If he turned his head again now, the time would be inappropriate.

At 7:30, when the staff arrived, Shen Shaojian spoke on the stage. The scene words made people sleepy.

The specific process of tonight's charity activities is like this. Celebrities from all walks of life donate one of their own objects for on-site auction. All the proceeds from the auction will be donated to charity activities.

Some people get their names, others get profits, and skillfully use charitable names to kill three birds with one arrow.

Such charity activities are very common in celebrities' fields. After all, fame is a kind of thing. More is better, and one capital and ten thousand profits.

"On such an occasion tonight, no one dares to fool people with fake things, unless you don't want to mix in the circle. If you like it, raise a sign and aunt LAN photographed it for you. It's a gift for you today. You can help me a lot today."

Jiang Chunlan lovingly patted the mirror's hand.

On the table in front of them, there was a famous brand marked with the number 18. The price was raised at the auction.

Mingjing smiled: "madam, I have money myself."

"Hey, how can it be the same? I'm your elder. There's an old saying that you can't give a gift to the elder. You've helped me a lot. It's just a little gift."

The mirror will no longer refuse.

Across a table, sat an elegant middle-aged man. Other men came with female partners, but he was alone and eye-catching.

But no one has any doubt, because Shen Zhou knows that although he is worth hundreds of billions, he is not close to women.

Nearly 40 years old, unmarried and childless, many celebrities and actresses tried to enter the house one after another, but all failed and returned.

Later, there was a rumor that he had a mania for Longyang.

His assistant Shen Ke, the No. 2 figure of Shenzhou group, is the same young talent, but he is also unmarried and childless.

Two golden bachelors are inseparable and close to women. How can we not want to be crooked.

"Mingjing, how did you get to know Mr. Shen?" Jiang Chunlan blew the tea floating on the water, and the steaming tea mist filled Jiang Chunlan's mood at the bottom of her eyes.

The top Dongting Biluochun is good. It seems that Jiade group has made a lot of money this time.

Spiegel smiled: "it's a long story. Once on my way to school, I saved old Shen from sudden cerebral hemorrhage on the subway. In the final analysis, I didn't help much. It's just that when everyone was afraid of being blackmailed, he stood up and called 120 for medical treatment. Mr. Shen was kind and had no airs. He was very grateful for my little help, and even took the initiative to help Zhu's group when it was in danger."

Jiang Chunlan smiled and glanced at her: "this is not a small favor you helped. It's a life-saving grace. The elderly have a sudden intracerebral hemorrhage, which is extremely critical. Shen Zhou is also a well-known filial son. Kindness bears good results. You deserve all this."

"Madam." Zhou Xue came over and whispered to Jiang Chunlan, "President Zou of Jiade group will personally come to make amends for you. He is the head of Huaguo District of Jiade group."

Jiang Chunlan frowned coldly: "do you have life to spend the money you earn?"

"Is it over to make an apology? You tell him I'm not finished with their group."

"Yes." Zhou Xue retreated.

Jiang Chunlan raised her hand and rubbed the center of her eyebrows: "these shameless things are dying in front of me."

Mingjing smiled: "madam, don't worry. Misfortune and fortune depend on. Everything has its own chance."

"I feel much better after listening to you." Jiang Chunlan exhaled a foul breath.

After Shen Shaojian finished his conversation, the auction officially began.

Two tall ladies of etiquette unfolded a long scroll, which was a picture of one word.

The writing is actually good, but if you look closely, you are impetuous and can't afford to be a master.

"Master Li Yang's hand made one. The donor, Mr. Li Ming, has an auction price of 100000. Now let's start shooting."

The people at the scene subconsciously looked at Mrs. Gu. Mrs. Gu raised her head and showed a proper proud smile on her face.

Gu Qingshan frowned and whispered unhappily, "what's going on?"

Mrs. Gu hooked her lips: "what's the matter? Li Yang lost your man?"

Gu Qingshan gave her a white look: "what do you know? Where is it so simple? Let your cousin restrain and don't see what occasion it is."

Mrs. Gu gave him a white look: "only state officials are allowed to set fire, and people are not allowed to light lights. You are not so unreasonable."

Gu Qingshan didn't bother to talk to her: "stupid woman."

If she hadn't been in public, Mrs. Gu's claws would have scratched up.

Jiang Chunlan tutted, and the meaning of her smile was unknown.

"The so-called master's handwriting is not as good as your calligraphy in the mirror. Now these people's flattering skills are advancing with the times. It's amazing."

After three rounds of auction, he was pocketed by a rich merchant's wife at a price of 300000.

Charity auction is different from ordinary commercial auction. The transaction amount will not be too large, and there will be no sky high price auction.

The whole process was serious and extremely boring. Some wives couldn't hold up and dozed off. They were awakened by the sound of falling hammer. They were shocked. They found that no one around paid attention to themselves, so they stroked their chest and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

This is Mrs. Shen.

Yawned, turned around and secretly said to Mingjing, "it's too boring. I wouldn't want to come if I didn't accompany Lao Shen."

Mingjing asked with a smile, "madam, don't you have any interesting antiques?"

Mrs. Shen secretly glanced at Jiang Chunlan, asked the mirror to get close, lay down in her ear and whispered, "if I'm not afraid of your jokes, I don't know anything about art. Naturally, I'm not interested in a pile of junk. I really don't know what's good. It's so expensive to sell one by one. It's obvious to rob money."

Mingjing was amused by her directness. "What madam said is reasonable."

Mrs. Shen's eyes brightened: "do you think so?"

"The value of works of art and collectibles lies in the added value given to them by people, including specific cultural history and character background. It is worth thousands of hectares for those who know it, and may not be as good as a bowl of beef noodles for those who are not interested."

"Hahaha, I like to listen to you. It's really in my heart. What works of art are not hyped. Li Yang, the shit master, is famous by himself." Mrs. Shen skimmed her mouth.

Mingjing smiled: "madam is transparent."

"I don't deserve it in front of you. I tell you, this Li Yang is Mrs. Gu's cousin. You can measure how much water the master has mixed. I'm ashamed of her. Her husband will fall into her hands sooner or later."

The mirror is bright, but the smile is silent.

"Qing Cloisonne pinches enamel color. The donor is Mr. Shen Zhou. The starting price is 200000."

Everyone subconsciously looked at Shen Zhou. Shen Zhou calmly drank tea.

More people participated in the auction this time.

Mingjing was stunned. Suddenly, he seemed to hear the sound of Qu Feitai.

The mirror turned around. Outside the landing window on the third floor, it seemed that you could see a bunch of red beams rising into the sky, illuminating half the sky.

"What are you looking at?" Jiang Chunlan asked.

"Nothing." The mirror took back her eyes and said faintly.

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The teenagers on the stage, wearing black T-shirts with their animation avatars, blue jeans with holes, graffiti whiteboard shoes and dirty braids on their heads, appeared as street hip-hop.

The opening is a vigorous song and dance to fully mobilize everyone's emotions. Jiangzhou tonight is doomed to stay awake.

That magnetic voice accompanied by cool and handsome dance, reaped countless screams.

With the music of tearing and burning, the teenager buckled the ground with one hand, and the whole body jumped up. It is a very difficult freeze frame action in hip-hop breaking.

There is a huge broadcasting screen on the side of the stage. With the photographer's lens, the figure of the youth is firmly locked in the picture.

At the next moment, there were boiling screams, which almost broke the sky. The screams could be heard ten kilometers away.

The boy's T-shirt slipped down his chest, and the tight eight abdominal muscles showed up without any plans. With the cold metal belt buckle, it was a girl killer, sexy and blood gushing.

The perfect and sexy abdominal muscles of teenagers appear on the huge broadcasting screen. Both the live audience and the audience squatting on TV are deeply shocked by this scene.

What followed was a scream like a huge wave.

The enthusiasm of fans is hotter than the sun on nine days.

After the teenager finished the dance, he stood solemnly on the stage, and the teenager's face appeared on the broadcast screen.

The stage makeup was painted, the eyeliner was raised, and the sequins were put on the end of the eye. The eyes were like peach blossom demons, with the magic of summon spirits, and only one eye could kill people.

At this moment, the youth on the stage is really a goblin that charms all sentient beings.

"Thank you for coming to my concert. I'm Qu Feitai." The young man's clear voice floated through the microphone in every corner of the venue.

The gentle tone, as if the young man whispered gently close to your ear.

Who can stand such torture? The screams never stop.

Mingchen and mingti only feel that they are going to be deaf. Although they are sitting in the VIP position in the front row, the screams are so loud that they almost go to heaven in situ.

The qufeitai is right in front of them. From their point of view, the slender young man has dazzling lights on his head, like the arrival of God.

They held hands tightly, and Zhou Ying's desperate cry was in their ears.

"Ah... Brother, you are so handsome. If you want my life, I'll give it to you..."

Mingchen and mingti look at each other and see deep fear in each other's eyes.

It's terrible. Where are you, second sister? Sobbing

Zhu Xiangxiang's injury on his head is not good. He doesn't dare to shout too loudly. He only dares to wave the fluorescent stick in his hand.

Suddenly, she held Zhou Ying's arm tightly and said in a trembling voice, "did Qu Feitai just look in my direction?"

Zhou yingbai glanced at her: "what dream do you have? Are you obviously looking at me?"

On Zhu Xiangxiang's left is the invited media person, LV Yao, the editor in chief of Southern entertainment. If you go to the left, you will be full of specially invited media people or representatives of advertisers. The VIP position is that good. It's not as noisy as the back. Everyone is more rational and restrained.

LV Yao glanced at the girl with bandages on her head. Her eyes flashed slightly. As the editor in chief of the magazine, especially in the entertainment circle, she must have a high sensitivity of gossip.

Just now, the flying platform did look at this position for several times.

These positions are free ticket areas. These girls are either advertisers' families or have channels at home... If she thought it was just a few simple baifumei before Qu Feitai looked at it, she smelled an unusual smell just after Qu Feitai glanced at it.

Because it's a flying platform.

A teenager who never has an affair with girls and several beautiful young teachers and sisters in the company seem to have a gap with him. The higher his achievements, the more curious his love life is.

Qu Feitai is cold-blooded and independent. No matter how dedicated the paparazzi has been with him for three years, he can't find any clues.

But at the moment, she smelled a trace of lead, even a little, was enough.

After the teenager said a few words, the stage darkened. At the transition time, the audience began to be restless.

Taking advantage of this time, LV Yao tentatively asked the girl around her: "are you a fan of qufeitai? Look, you're still hurt on your head. The little girl's love is really moving."

Zhu Xiangxiang drank water to moisten his throat, smelled the speech, looked at the woman around him, smiled and said, "it's all right. It's just a little injury. Even if I'm paralyzed, I have to climb to see my song god."

LV Yao's eyes flashed slightly: "are you from Jiangzhou?"

"Yes, a native of Jiangzhou."

"Look, you're still young, high school student."

"Well, it's the second year of senior high school."

"As far as I know, it's hard to get tickets in this area. Your family must have channels."

Zhu Xiangxiang said, "it was my sister who got it. She's very powerful..."

"Your sister?" LV Yao's lips were tickled. "Is that the little girl next to you?"

Zhu Xiangxiang rolled his eyes: "how can..."

Before she could say a word, she suddenly stared warily at LV Yao: "what are you doing so much?"

This man is so strange.

LV Yao smiled kindly: "nothing. I just think you are very beautiful and lovely. It reminds me of my daughter. She goes to school abroad and hasn't seen her for a long time."

He looked sad.

Zhu Xiangxiang sipped his lips: "sorry."

"Needless to say sorry, I was abrupt."

LV Yao sighed: "your sister should be as beautiful and lovely as you."

Zhu Xiangxiang lowered his eyes and thought that this person should really think of his daughter.

"No, my sister is much more beautiful than me and much better than me. She is the most perfect girl in the world." Zhu Xiangxiang's low voice was soon covered by the noisy screams, but it floated into LV Yao's ears without missing a word.

LV Yao sighed: "is there really such a perfect girl in the world? It's hard to imagine. Is your sister also a fan of qufeitai? Is she also there?"

This time, Zhu Xiangxiang was not so easy to cheat. She realized that she had revealed too much to a stranger. She looked at her and turned her head vigilantly.

At this time, the lights on the stage are on again, and the qufeitai dressed in a new dress reappears on the stage, bringing a new round of extreme enjoyment.

This is a slow song, the main song of the album of flying platform two years ago.

The gentle music wind quickly calmed the excited fans. There was no scream anymore. Everyone listened to the song quietly.

None of Qu Feitai's songs is about love. We are used to it. Some people even joked that Qu Feitai has never been in love and can't write love songs. When Qu Feitai wrote love songs one day, needless to say, he must be in love secretly.

Qu Feitai walked slowly to the edge of the stage, singing, glancing slowly across the audience, and finally seemed to inadvertently pass the front row.

Zhu Xiangxiang once again seized Zhou Ying excitedly: "see, he was really looking at me."

Zhou Ying really wanted to quench her face: "Mingming is looking at me. What dream do you have?"

LV Yao looked at the qufeitai close at hand, and then looked at Zhu Xiangxiang with an excited face. She couldn't understand the meaning of her smile.