"Ready!"

"Shangren Yuru, Qing Xun is unparalleled in the world!"

"Ah, ah, Brother Mo, I love you!"

The atmosphere in the stadium was once again heightened to the high c point, and the enthusiastic cheers and support were overwhelming like a tide, as if the roof of the gymnasium was about to be broken.

Mo Qingxun started singing again.

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At the end of the concert, the fans politely exited the stage, and a few people waited until everyone left the stage before quietly walking to the end of the team.

Xing Yun was originally surprised that the hostile company came up with such a bad move, and she would definitely find a few group performances to bring a wave of rhythm, but when she saw a few sleazy and timid people at the end of the team, the corners of her lips twitched. A clear arc.

Looking at it like this, it is probably that after being criticized by A Xun's fans, he didn't dare to speak up.

Xingyun didn't go to trouble these people in person, but asked the security to stop them and took them to the Public Security Bureau.

Although because there is no evidence, it will not cause any direct harm to them, but it will definitely scare the courage of this group of people and make them dare not to make trouble again.

It's even possible that this group of people will fight infighting and give out whoever instructed them to come.

Even if the person who ordered them to come must not be the general manager, it would definitely cause them some trouble.

After the fans left in sequence, Xingyun quickly returned to the backstage lounge to find Mo Qingxun.

Xing Yun knocked on the door of the lounge and called out softly, "A Xun?"

Mo Qingxun, who was originally like an eggplant hit by frost, instantly lifted his spirits and faded away from fatigue. He sat upright on the chair obediently, "Come in."

"It's hard work, are you tired?"

Xingyun took out a toffee from her bag, peeled it off, and fed it to Mo Qingxun's lips.

Mo Qingxun took the sugar into his mouth, suddenly reached out and hugged Xingyun's slender waist, rubbed his head in Xingyun's arms, and took a deep breath.

"so tired......"

Xingyun caressed the back of the man in her arms in distress, and touched his head as if coaxing a child, "It's hard work, A Xun is the best!"

Mo Qingxun raised his head from Xingyun's arms, Qingjun's brows were filled with a pleasing smile, he hugged Xingyun's waist tightly, and asked her, "Did I deal with it well?"

Xing Yun nodded in agreement and praised without hesitation, "Great!"

If this kind of thing happens, if the stars on the stage do not have the ability to respond on the spot, the fans under the stage will easily fall into panic, and the rhythm will be led by the willing sailors or sunspots.

That would be a big problem.

The audience will refund their tickets in light, or cause troubles and fights in serious cases.

Either way, it was a development that was unfavorable to Mo Qingxun.

Fortunately, both Mo Qingxun and his fans are very adaptable. They didn't panic in this situation, and dealt with the crisis calmly and calmly.

Mo Qingxun curved his lips, evoking a beautiful arc, and rubbed against Xingyun's arms again before whispering, "Can you give me a little reward?"

Xing Yun blinked her clear eyes and asked in a doting tone, "What reward do you want?"

Mo Qingxun sighed contentedly, raised his dark eyes with some ink, and Qing Jun's eyebrows were smiling, "I want to take it myself."

Xingyun tilted her head.

Without waiting for Xingyun to react, Mo Qingxun raised his head and pecked Xingyun's lips.

Xingyun blinked.

"Sweet?"

Mo Qingxun slowly stood up, took Xing Yun into his arms, and looked at her with a low-eyed smile.