Just an hour.

Ning Xuanyuan's name quickly appeared on the major news media.

Because what provokes is the existence of the giant level of the Wuxie Association.

The messages on the social platforms are all uniform, all of them are ordering him to take the initiative to stand up and apologize, otherwise, the deadline for one day passes, Suhang, there will be no place for him.

The wind started at the end of Qingping.

The waves are formed between the waves.

Today's Ning Xuanyuan plays the role of a sinner in the mouth of the public.

People who have been in contact with him in the local area dare not make any criticisms.

People who have never known him before, speak badly at each other, and have tried repeatedly.

Even, it is unknown what he looks like, what background, and how old he is.

Just a name.

Covered in major news headlines, criticized, accountable, and condemned by all parties.

This kind of public opinion pressure, changing to an ordinary person, is afraid that the spirit will collapse long ago.

However, Ning Xuanyuan didn't care.

On the way home.

Ning Xuanyuan led Qin Qiu, stopped and walked, cuddling with each other.

Qin Qiu wanted to ask him how to deal with it several times, but when he saw that face, which had always been calm and calm, he couldn't help but feel relieved.

After all, he is different from others.

"You will take care of it, right?" Qin Qiu asked.

think carefully.

This incident also caused a gust of wind temporarily in Suzhou and Hangzhou, while the Wuxie Association headquarters is in Yanjing, and the emperor is far away from the mountain. If it works well, it can probably be suppressed.

After all, money can make the ghosts go ahead.

As long as there are no reverse measures, the problem is not that serious.

What's more, the Wuxie Association's reputation among the people is mixed as a whole, and the people who scolded secretly are not worse than Ning Xuanyuan. That's tens of thousands.

If, every time you encounter such a thing, the headquarters of the Wushu Association will be alarmed, and it will be investigated to the end.

Then, the martial arts association is too busy, right?

In most cases, they are almost third-class members, holding chicken feathers as the arrow, and a little accidental exaggeration, in the final analysis, to show their sincerity.

"Tomorrow is the concert, tonight, take a good rest."

Ning Xuanyuan rubbed Qin Qiu's little head and reminded.

"Ok."

Qin Qiu suddenly grabbed Ning Xuanyuan's right hand and trot all the way, muttering from time to time, flying and flying, flying to the ends of the world, staying and flying.

The second day.

In the afternoon, after dusk.

Qin Qiu bid farewell to the stage and sang the curtain call. Finally, the curtain was slowly opened in the golden city of Suzhou and Hangzhou.

Fans who came to participate.

In fact, Qin Qiu was not clear at the beginning and was about to retire.

After all, there are so many people in the country, not to mention other things, it will be a big success for another ten or eight years, no problem at all. If you leave now, do you have to retreat bravely?

As the discussion deepens.

More and more fans, passers-by, and some older uncles and aunts who were not able to participate in the scene were surprised when they heard the news.

Then follow the live broadcast throughout.

Ning Xuanyuan promised Qin Qiu that he would come to her concert.

Even for the first time.

It will also be the last time.

boom!

A beam of hot lights bloomed from the center of the stage, and the silhouettes standing under the lights, a purple evening dress, were slender in figure and tender skin.

She is still the one who once swept the country.

You don't need any expensive luxury accessories to embellish yourself, except for the golden microphone held in the left hand, only the right hand is wearing a jade bracelet.

That was the ancestral bracelet that Han Cui presented to Qin Qiu.

It's a meeting gift for the future daughter-in-law.

She was not willing to take it off.

Boom, boom!

The second and third lights came down. Standing in the center of the stage, she was obviously more stunning, but she felt lonely and lonely.

The concert scene of hundreds of thousands of people was silent.

"Come on."

"Come on, come on, Qin Qiu, you are the best."

I didn't know who, I yelled a word in a low voice, the next moment, there was thunderous applause from the audience, and countless fluorescent panels with Qin Qiu's name printed on them, like waves, one after another.

The sound did not arrive.

Tears come first.

Qin Qiu, who turned his back quickly and wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, finally mustered up the courage and turned around with a smile amid the applause of the crowd.

"Hey, I'm Qin Qiu, the Qin of the Great Qin Dynasty, the autumn is full of autumn."

"Very, very happy, you guys can come to my last concert."

She went from left to right.

From right to left, walking and waving, the typhoon is steady and graceful, the white lace|silk embroidered gloves look beautiful under the light.

"She should love this stage very much."

Yuan Shu next to Ning Xuanyuan first handed him a bottle of mineral water, and then muttered to himself.

‘Red leaves are buried in the dust

You in the sky, floating outside the white clouds

...

A sea of ​​bitterness, love and hatred

In the world, it's hard to escape fate

...

Sit alone silently, looking at the earthly shore

The love of my life is faintly outside the white clouds. ’

Ning Xuanyuan sat under the stage and closed his eyes, Qin Qiu's Tianlai singing echoed in his ears and heart.

Opening song.

Maybe everyone doesn't understand why I picked this song.

Only, Ning Xuanyuan knew well.

In the multicolored lights, she squatted, holding the microphone in both hands, her ethereal and sad singing voice, almost tearing her heart, "The sea of ​​bitterness, turning up love and hate, in this world, it is hard to escape fate..."

Whether he or she is sitting under the stage, or they are in front of the live video.

It seems that the heart is touched and feels the same.

probably.

On the stage, is she reluctant to bear with thousands of fans, or reluctant to bear with someone he loves? !

"In your life, have you ever been crazy for someone you love?" Ning Xuanyuan kept looking at Qin Qiu on the stage, and suddenly asked Yuan Shu.

Yuan Shu laughed blankly, "I haven't loved, probably, will it?!"

The voice just fell.

Ning Xuanyuan had already stood up, facing Qin Qiu's teary face, facing countless people's stunned, dull eyes, walked straight to the center of the stage.

"Looking back slowly, the night once belonged to each other, Hong Hong is still you, giving me the sun in my heart..."

There was an uproar at the scene.

Qin Qiu's eyes widened as well, and she couldn't believe it, her choked singing, intermittently, when Ning Xuanyuan hugged herself into her arms, only vaguely heard three words.

I love you!

"Woo, you, finally said it."

This city is very windy.

If you walk along, you may be fascinated by the wind and sand.

Living in this disturbed, drunken world, working diligently and busy living in a busy life, have you ever heard that girl's song? !

Have you been moved in those gentle old days? !

This night.

Countless taxis, private cars, and radio stations rushing through the night are playing in a loop, a curtain call song, in the city that never sleeps, accompany me to say good night at dawn.

‘The next day will be the song of Qianqianque,

Floating on my road far away,

The coming day will be a thousand night stars,

Brighter than the moon tonight. ’

That is her song, in the sky of this city, spinning around.

The applause was still.

The lights are tracking hard, but her figure and her singing are still drifting away.

Qin Qiu, and this city, and this stage.

Disconnect! ! !

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