Chapter 87 The performance begins! [2 updates]

When Si Fuqing told him not to get out of Taiwan when he was in the second division, he would also let Si Fuqing face his fans in a performance today.

Muye's eyes were gloomy and his fingers slowly clenched his fists.

He would never let Si Fuqing have a good time!

**

At this time, in the city center, the dark night club.

Yu Yao leaned on the sofa, poured more than a dozen bottles of wine under his feet, and there was unopened beer on the table.

"What's wrong with you these two days?" Pei Mengzhi was funny. "Your family motto is not drinking. Look, you have drunk more than a dozen bottles from yesterday to today. Why are you so upset?"

Yu Yao pulled open his tie, neither lukewarm nor hot: "Nothing."

Pei Mengzhi hadn't said anything yet, and with a "bang", the door was knocked open.

"It's done!" A young man ran in panting and shouted, "It's done."

He took five tickets to the coffee table: "I'm speechless. The tickets for this performance are so difficult to grab. One ticket worth ten thousand yuan was bought from the scalper. Those who don't know would think it was the concert of the King of Heaven."

Several other young men also surrounded him: "This position is not good, can you see people?"

"There is no sale at all. I have increased the price by 50,000 yuan and the fans refused. Come on, let's divide the tickets." The young master shouted, "Brother Yao, do you want to have one?"

Yu Yao glanced at it: "What ticket?"

"The performance of "Youth Boy"." The young master said mysteriously, "At 7 o'clock tonight, I heard that some fans are going now, it's so crazy."

"At least ninety percent of the people are looking for Si Fu, right? I want to see her true appearance anyway."

"Hey, if I had known that Si Fuqing was so beautiful, my brothers shouldn't have stayed away from her at the beginning. Now I want to see her but I can't see her."

"But the Zuo family is really the case." The young master who was in charge of buying tickets said, "I really don't know what I'm thinking about if I hide such a beauty."

"Brother Yao, you are still powerful. With a beauty like Si Fuqing chasing you, no matter how many people envy you, you won't be able to get your blessings."

Yu Yao's eyebrows were locked, and his voice could not hide his irritability and hostility: "Shut up!"

The young man was shocked.

"Okay, you, Brother Yao is affectionate and dedicated, and has his own childhood sweetheart." Pei Mengzhi smiled and smoothed out. "The Ji family and the Yu family have been in-laws since childhood. No matter how beautiful other girls are, Brother Yao will not take a look."

As he said that, he turned back: "But I'm also very curious, what does your childhood plum look like? It's better than Si Fuqing?"

This sentence completely ignited Yu Yao's long-suppressed emotions. The blue veins on his forehead jumped, and he said coldly: "Change the topic."

"Okay, okay." Pei Mengzhi waved, "The tickets are collected, we will drive to the scene to see later."

The young master hurriedly collected the tickets and ordered some fruit plates and wine dishes.

I quickly ate and drank until after four o'clock.

Before leaving, Pei Mengzhi suddenly stopped again and lowered his voice: "But to be honest, A Yao, you are sure you don't have any thoughts about Si Fuqing, right?"

Yu Yao could no longer hold back his anger: "What are you going to say?"

"Then I'll go after her." Pei Mengzhi shrugged, "Although her life experience definitely can't enter my house, it's always okay to play."

Yu Yao's eyebrows frowned slightly: "Play?"

"Don't worry, I'm a good match." Pei Mengzhi waved his hand, "A beautiful lady is a gentleman. Of course, I won't do anything dirty trick, it depends on whether others are happy."

Yu Yao's eyebrows were frowning even tighter.

He ignored the discomfort that appeared in his heart and put on his suit and jacket and left.

**

On the other side.

Villa courtyard.

"Uncle Jiu!" Yu Tang hurried into the study with three tickets in his hand, "Qingqing gave it to me, the second floor VIP location! There are only five, it's five o'clock, let's go quickly."

Yu Xiheng didn't look up when he heard this, but he was still holding up his pen to write.

"What ticket? Miss Si's performance?" Beside him, Shen Xingjun replied with a smile, "How could your uncle Jiu go to see this? He has never been interested in art and music."

Yu Tang was discouraged: "Ah?"

Feng San, who was grinding next to him, had been brewing for a long time and spoke tentatively: "Brother Jiu, I want to--"

Yu Xiheng finally moved his mouth: "Prepare the car."

Shen Xingjun, who was slapped in the face in seconds: "???"

Feng San's mood was extremely comfortable.

Finally someone is like him.

He put down the inkstone and took Yu Tang downstairs first.

"Okay, Shi Yan, I can't tell you are quite sympathetic." Shen Xingjun was surprised, "I have known you for so long, and I always thought you were an insulator of the opposite sex, and you have to go to the performance."

Yu Xiheng is an absolute gentleman.

He is not cold and elegant and polite to everyone, both men and women.

But Shen Xingjun did not see anything beside him.

Si Fuqing is still the first one.

Although it's just a personal bodyguard.

Yu Xiheng said lightly: "Little girl, she should be spoiled."

When he saw her wearing a general's robe yesterday, he couldn't help but think of his soldiers.

In that era of war, smoke from the border was everywhere and the imperial court recruited soldiers everywhere.

How many young men went to the battlefield at the age of 14 to protect the stability of Daxia, they died at the age of 22, but they were not even intact.

He didn't want this scene to happen again.

Nowadays, young people of this age have a bright future.

Perhaps, this is his reason for insisting.

Shen Xingjun looked at Si Fuqing's photo again and nodded: "Yes, if I have such a beautiful daughter, I must not put it in my palm."

Yu Xiheng finished writing the last word and put down his pen: "Why are you coming to the city again?"

"It's not my grandfather yet. A package passed by the customs a few days ago, which was sent from Dongsang." Shen Xingjun sighed, "But the sender is from the Ji family. Now I'm asking me to come to Lincheng to find who has collected this package and find the Ji family."

"But you don't know that the Ji family's Onmyoji are very capable. They can use the power of Yin and Yang to wipe the traces when sending express delivery. Where can I, an ordinary person, go to find it?"

Among the top ten wealthy families in the Sijiu City, the Shen family ranks seventh.

"Why did the Ji family escape from the world?" Shen Xingjun had no choice but to find an Onmyoji, and sometimes we have to go to Dongsang."

Yu Xiheng held his elbow and looked at him: "I think you are annoyed."

Shen Xingjun choked: "You don't have to be so toxic."

"Brother Jiu, the car is ready!" Feng San ran up again, "Let's go and take the place, they are all queuing up."

Before Shen Xingjun could say anything, she saw that Feng San could not wait to push Yu Xiheng into the small elevator and go downstairs.

When he thought that Yu Xiheng was going to see the performance, Shen Xingjun fell into silence again.

Yu Xiheng...is he crazy?

He sees yes.

If Yu Xiheng can change so much, Shen Xingyun is even more curious about Si Fuqing.

He thought about it, called the Shen family and also gave him a ticket to the performance.

**

At around 6 o'clock in the evening, the performance was already crowded with people, densely packed.

There are many fans who have not bought tickets and can only hold up support cards and wait outside.

After all, Si Fuqing's fans only increased in the past two or three days, and as early as last month, all tickets were shorted.

Someone is posting a super talk.

[Did you get the tickets for the next performance? I bought 100 pieces, and I will draw the comments below on this Weibo post for everyone!]

【Rich sister, take me with you!】

[Rich woman, hungry, feast!]

[Here I'm here, today I'm just looking at Si Fuqing!]

[I have never seen her so Buddhist. I really don’t post anything on Weibo, and I don’t even have a photo. Damn it!]

[The sisters on the scene are ready for photography equipment, and the sisters watching the live broadcast are ready to take screenshots at any time!]

The atmosphere gradually became hot, and the performance officially began at seven o'clock.
To be continued...