Chapter 1715 Lucky Fan Mr. Ye

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Since then, the concert has proceeded in an orderly manner.

Yuan Xiayi sang songs one after another.

The fans were boiling for a while, and Ye Hong's face was speechless with the harsh screams.

Especially the fanatical fan Guo Huang, can't wait to break his throat.

Although Yuan Xiayi's singing is sweet and pleasant, Ye Hong, who has a master-level musical ability, has found many flaws in rhythm.

Ye Hong, who couldn't appreciate it, was a little drowsy.

Yao Ling didn't seem to have much trouble with Yuan Xiayi, and leaned on Ye Hong's shoulder with a dull expression.

Although it's all music, it seems that Yao Ling prefers playing the piano quietly in the room rather than such a noisy concert.

But what is worthy of consolation is that Ono is sitting upright, nodding his head from time to time, and he looks like he is listening with gusto.

Towards the middle of the night, as Yuan Xiayi finished singing a famous song, the concert finally came to an end.

When Ye Hong was about to take people away, Yuan Xiayi on the stage said with a smile: "In order to thank everyone for your support all the time, Xiaoyi has a small benefit for everyone here."

In the eyes of everyone's curiosity, a short-haired girl with a peaked cap came to Yuan Xiayi with a small box.

Fans who are familiar with Yuan Xiayi know that this person should be Yuan Xiayi's assistant - [Xiaoque].

"I'll draw a lucky number from this box that the little bird is holding in a moment."

Yuan Xiayi smiled playfully: "The fans I have drawn can come to the backstage to take photos with me, and they can also chat with me!"

The stand was instantly boiling.

In the excited cheers of the audience, Yuan Xiayi added: "By the way, lucky fans who are drawn can also bring their relatives and friends with them."

In anticipation, Yuan Xiayi put his hand into the extraction box.

"Ding! The proficient luck value is automatically triggered, and it will be directly applied to the result of this draw."

Before Ye Hong could react, this voice came from his head.

Yuan Xiayi took out a piece of paper from the box, slowly unfolded it, and displayed it on the big screen through the camera.

"No. 6, row 9, infield D, congratulations!"

There was an instant commotion in the stands.

In particular, the fans in the 9th row in District D picked up their tickets nervously.

But then they bowed their heads in despair.

"Row 9, No. 6..."

Tao Ran looked at the ticket number 3 in row 9 in his hand and stared at Ye Hong next to him with wide eyes: "Monitor, is that you?!"

The rest of the group also looked at Ye Hong at the same time.

Not only that, but almost the entire D district cast a jealous look at Ye Hong.

Ye Hong shook his head with a wry smile. He didn't expect luck value to take effect in such a thing.

"Monitor, Xiao Yi said that you can bring 'family members'!"

Tao Ran looked at Ye Hong with a pleading expression, his eyes were no longer a hint, but a clear indication of Chi Guoguo.

And Guo Huang had already rushed over and hugged Ye Hong's thigh tightly.

There was a strong aura that Ye Hong didn't take him to the backstage, so he committed suicide on the spot for Ye Hong to see.

In desperation, Ye Hong could only take everyone to the backstage even if he had no interest in that Yuan Xiayi.

As other fans left the venue one after another, the entire sports center gradually quieted down.

Backstage, the staff are cleaning up the venue.

Yuan Xiayi and her assistant were also waiting for Ye Hong in the background.

When Ye Hong and the others rushed to the backstage, they knocked on a young man who looked like a photographer and was taking pictures of Yuan Xiayi.