Nan Yu hugged the carnation, pressed the brim of his hat, glanced at Quan Si, and snorted coldly
"You want to be close to my sister even if you are sick and weak? My Nan family chooses a son-in-law, at least he must be in good health."
Nan Yu's mouth is as poisonous as a needle, designed to pierce people's weaknesses.
As a result, as soon as he finished speaking, Quan Si supported the sink with one hand, as weak as if he had no strength left.
Nan Yu was taken aback when he saw how sickly he was about to collapse.
Just say a few words about him, is he about to fall? so weak? ?
Just as he was thinking, he suddenly heard footsteps behind him, followed, stretched out a hand, and supported Quan Si.
Nan Xing did not know when, but turned back again, and happened to see this scene.
In the blink of an eye, most of Quan Si's body leaned against Nan Xing.
Quan Si had a sickly look on his handsome face.
Nan Xing supported him and asked
"Are you OK?"
Why doesn't he look right?
As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and pulled the collar of his knit shirt to see the wound on his collarbone.
The wounds on his back and arms are all bandaged, but the wound on his collarbone has never been bandaged.
Now, a thin layer of scab has formed on the wound, and Nan Xing is afraid that the scab will be broken.
Quan Si let her tug at his collar.
He was nearly a head taller than Nan Xing, and Nan Xing supported him like this, at first glance, he seemed to be hugged by him.
His hoarse voice rang from her ears
"Does your Nan family look down on people like me?"
Nan Xing was taken aback for a moment,
"What's the meaning?"
As soon as she finished speaking, she suddenly looked at Nan Yu who was standing aside.
Nan Yu was stared at by her sister, inexplicably had the illusion of making a mistake and being caught, with an unnatural expression
"What are you looking at me for?"
"What did you tell him?"
Nan Yu choked, holding the flowers in both hands, pressed the brim of his hat, and looked away.
Nan Xing frowned.
She probably knew what Nan Yu said.
Those who can hurt Quan Si with words are probably ridiculed by others saying that his body is not as good as a normal person, sick and so on.
For a long time, Nan Xing stared at his younger brother for a while,
"Don't bully him."
Nan Yu choked again.
My sister is defending another man?
Besides, where did he bully this sick old man?
To be honest, it¡¯s not enough? ?
After finishing speaking, Nan Xing dragged Quan Si away.
Nan Yu hugged a bouquet of carnations, and was so angry that he didn't recover for a long time.
This scheming sick old man.
Because of this, Quan Si was taken back to the hospital by Nan Xing himself.
By the time she came back from the hospital, it was already the evening's official birthday performance.
Because of Nan Yu's popularity, the fans were extremely enthusiastic, and the entire theater was full of people.
Even started an online live broadcast.
As soon as the live broadcast started, related hot searches have already been topped.
Nan Yu can be so popular not only because of his personality and appearance, but also because of his strong singing and dancing skills.
A birthday party turned into a concert, completely satisfying the hearts of fans.
A song sung by Gao Rui and Nan Yu quickly became the top trending search screen.
"Wow, Goddess Gao Rui looks so good"
"Yes, yes, yes, the two of them stand together so well."
Just when someone made this kind of topic, it immediately attracted the dissatisfaction of Nan Yu's fans
"Forbid ky, the two of them are in the same company or collaborate on a song, so can they come up with so many?"
"Is it okay for Taro to be single?"
"That's right, and I think Gao Rui looks a bit old in general, and doesn't go well with taro."
"Yes, why did she choose a pink dress? It's obviously Miss Zhang Yu's face, but she still pretends to be tender. It's strange, okay?"
The words are not speculative, just a few words, which aroused the dissatisfaction of Gao Rui's fans
"Hey, can you speak more harshly? You Nanyu begged our goddess to participate, okay?"
"That's right! Your taro also wants the nationality of our goddess, what are you pretending here?"
Followed by Nan Yu's fans who refused to accept and refuted
"Hehe, I just laughed, what do you mean by girls??Nationality? Do your goddesses have nationality? You goddesses are clearly trying to catch the heat! "
The two sides exchanged fire and fought fiercely.
However, the entertainment company is very satisfied with such a thing.
As long as you tear it, there will be heat.
After a while, several topics about Gao Rui Nanyu became hot searches.
The hotter the topic, the more the fans of both sides will tear it apart, the more they tear it apart, the more heated it will be.
At the backstage of Baihua Theater, Gao Rui sat there watching her topic getting more and more popular, and finally put down her phone in satisfaction.
The makeup artist on the side smiled and said
"Teacher Gao Rui is really popular. After such a short time, there are quite a few hot searches."
Gao Rui crossed her hands and put them on her lap, with joy and joy on her brows
"There is no way, who makes the nationality high."
After the words fell, the makeup artist didn't know what to answer.
Anyone with a discerning eye knows that it is because of Nan Yu's heat that he is so popular.
Originally, it was flattering and polite, but Gao Rui really thought it was her own credit.
The makeup artist said something vaguely
"Yep."
After finishing speaking, he stopped and never continued.
However, this kind of enthusiasm came to an abrupt end after Nan Xing Nanyu's four-hand play.
Nan Xing was wearing a floor-length black gauze dress, with her dark green curly hair rising high.
As soon as he appeared on the stage, he amazed all the people who watched the live broadcast
"I'll go! Who is this??"
"Damn! Taro is going to be officially announced, right? I fucking disagree!"
"Damn, what should I do if the hostility comes up?"
"Taro, taro, don't stare at this disaster! It's not a serious girl at first sight!! Taro!!!"
Nan Yu didn't change his clothes.
Black ripped pants, a long black T-shirt, dressed like a rapper, with dark green colored lenses on his eyes, his hair was a little disheveled because of the last dance, and he was sweating profusely.
He sat directly on the piano, with one leg resting on it, and the other leisurely, panting heavily.
Nan Xing sat down on the piano stool and waited quietly for him.
Nan Yu tilted his head, a smile appeared on Shu Leng's face
"Sister, play for a while, and I'll take a break."
The voice resounded through the microphone throughout the birthday party, and those who watched the live broadcast knew the origin of the person at once.
Nan Yu's sister.
Immediately, the sense of crisis was lifted, and there was praise
"Damn!! This is Taro's older sister! She's so pretty too!!"
"Ahhhh! I'm dead!"
"Look at this pair of siblings! Damn, what kind of parents are there to be born?"
"It's too pretty, isn't it?!"
"My sister has a little flower in the corner of her eye, it's so beautiful."
Just in the midst of praise.
Nan Xing rested his fingers on the piano, and smooth music poured from his fingers.
The beautiful tune immediately resounded through the entire birthday party.
It is Nan Yu's famous song, "Sour"
In fact, there was no rehearsal here, but when the song came out, everyone sang in chorus. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com