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Chapter 222 Stubbornness(1/2)

In the afternoon, as Zhao Changan's incident last night fermented at several local universities in Mingzhu, his mobile phone gradually became busy.

Wang Yu, Qin Youyuan, Liu Qihua, He Yu, Min Mingfei, Yu Yingxue, Jing Xiu, Pan Gao, Lu Xiao, Tian Zi,—

Even Tong Xiaoyu called to inquire.

The Internet at this time is far from as developed as the future, because of the lag of time, the phone calls in the afternoon are basically limited to Mingzhu.

Zhao Changan didn't need to think about it, and in the next few days, he would receive inquiries from relatives and friends from all over the world from time to time.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, Zhao Changan put on half of the Peking Opera martial artist's face and walked onto the stage.

There were much more spectators in the small square than in the morning.

It is estimated that there are no less than two thousand people. While watching the performance, they are ready to win the remaining two Jiangling light trucks.

"Zhao Chang'an, I saw on the Internet that you had a conflict with someone last night. You four beat the other person to death and bloody. You are so amazing! There is another girl who was kicked and broken with a rib. Is that true?"

The female host obviously still remembers the morning hatred and speaks very inflammatory.

Hearing the female host's words, there was a lot of discussion in the small square.

gang war.

And he also beats women.

Kicked the ribs!

Just listening to this matter will tell how bad the nature is.

"Um."

Zhao Changan admitted frankly.

"What?"

"I heard it right?"

"This kid looks so pretty, how can he fight?"

"Or in a group fight or a woman breaking her ribs?"

"Why don't you catch him, you still have the face to sing!"

"A celebrity, look for someone and pay some money, and then you'll be suppressed?"

"No matter how good you sing, you won't be able to do without morality!"

"TCL and Jiangling are so poor that they have no money? Please ask such a morally corrupt person to sing?"

"Block him and let him understand that you must first learn how to be a human being when doing things!"

The entire small square was in a hurry.

Many people looked at Zhao Changan on the stage and showed a look of disdain and disgust.

Lao Wang, a deputy marketing manager of TCL who was in charge of this event, was so anxious that he was sweating coldly on the side, and kept scolding the female host for being crazy about why she was so crazy?

No wonder he has a good figure and good business. He never vaguely eats, drinks and sleeps, but he has never been popular. He has always been a little host at the bottom.

It deserves not to be popular!

And Zhao Changan, are you crazy about money? There is a mark on your face when you fight and you even come over to make money!

"no--"

"Xiaoxiao, shut up!"

Zeng Xiaoxiao, standing on the side of the stage, was anxious to explain to the crowd loudly.

Lu Feifei pulled her hard and told her not to speak.

"Fefei, they are wrongly accusing Brother Chang'an, I have to tell the truth!"

Zeng Xiaoxiao jumped in an anxious manner, and her little face turned bloody.

"Yes, Feifei, although we may not believe it, if we don't say a word, it will be confirmed!"

Yin Wan next to her was also a little anxious.

"What's confirmed? Isn't it confirmed?"

"Can,"

Lu Feifei interrupted Zeng Xiaoxiao: "Is he a gang fight?"

"Can,"

"Don't you, I'll ask you, right?"

"Feifei, where are you standing?"

Zeng Xiaoxiao glared at Lu Feifei angrily.

"Are you smarter than Zhao Changan?"

Lu Feifei asked.

"Of course I'm not as smart as Chang'an. I'm exhausted and I'll only take the college entrance examination for a lot of things, but does this have anything to do with this?"

"You can think of it, he can't think of it? If you really don't want to face these things, wouldn't he just push this commercial performance? You don't listen to him at noon. In order to persist in this commercial performance, he broke up with his agent!"

"What does it mean?"

Zeng Xiaoxiao was still anxious and confused.

"Xiaoxiao, listen to Feifei, see how Zhao Changan responds!"

After all, Yin Wan next to her was from 211, and her mind was quite flexible. She understood what Lu Feifei wanted to express in her words.

"Why don't I understand?"

Zeng Xiaoxiao looked at Yin Wan.

Yin Wan looked at Lu Feifei.

"What's the use of you two expecting me? I'm not the roundworm in Zhao Changan's belly?"

Lu Feifei admitted that she couldn't understand either.

"Go down, go down!"

"Get down!"

"Next, next!"

At this time, in the small square, someone was already making excuses and trying to blow Zhao Changan down.

"It's not like this!"

"He did nothing wrong!"

"What does it mean to be done wrong? Did he fight?"

"It was someone else who smashed his window first!"

"How do you know that it's so clear? If you go down, you can smash his window for no reason?"

"That's it! He couldn't slap his hand. It must be that he did something bad and was hated. Why didn't anyone smash the window of my house? Get down!"

"Are you unreasonable?"

"Little hairy child yells again, you uncle, I'll beat you to death, you uncle, I'm the most reasonable!"

"You young people are still right to fight. I don't like to listen to you, that's all lies. Get out of here, and you're still embarrassing on the stage!"

"If you are young, don't learn well!" In the small square with more than 2,000 people, dozens of young people argued for Zhao Chang'an, which aroused the anger of 1,6700 old men and women.

They blamed these young people one after another.

And in this bustling noise, Zhao Changan began his fourth plagiarism.

"I hope you can like "Stubborn".

I began to immerse myself in singing and singing with noise.

"When I am different from the world, then make me different~

For me, insistence is to defeat Gang~

If I compromise with myself, if I lie to myself~

Even if others forgive,

I can't forgive, either ~

The most beautiful wish must be the craziest ~

I am my own god~

Where I live,—”

The huge sound on the stage easily completely suppressed the noise on the small square and spread towards the bank of the Bund.

"Zhao Chang'an is singing a new song!"
To be continued...
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