Chapter 570 Superstar (19)

He Nanxi suddenly raised his head, only to see Bai Weiwei holding a microphone with one hand on her hip and one foot on the speaker.

Just like a cute shrew.

He sprayed fiercely at the audience, "I thought I was a judge when I listened to some news, what did my brother do to make you catch him and scold him? Did he kill someone or set him on fire?"

"He takes drugs..."

Someone roared below.

Bai Weiwei turned her head immediately, her eyes were terribly cold, "Who told you that he took drugs? The police or you saw it?"

It is impossible to refute this statement, after all, they all read some black materials on the Internet, and followed others' opinions.

That one has seen it.

Bai Weiwei pushed back her long hair on her chest, she couldn't look as hot and seductive as before.

She was just an old hen protecting her calf, and she became aggressive.

"When you say you take drugs, you take drugs. You are better than the police, aren't you? You say you bully others, so you bully them. Has the bullying reached your door?"

"One by one has the same brains as pigs. No, pigs have higher IQs than you. People will believe whatever they say?"

"I don't know who my brother is? He is kind-hearted, and he is reluctant to trample an ant to death. How can such a child bully others?"

"To put it bluntly, you are jealous of the rich, and when you see his house collapsed, you all rush up and step on it."

Bai Weiwei was holding a microphone in her hand, and she could hear clearly when she yelled in a radius of tens of meters.

"An eighteen or nineteen-year-old child, writing and singing with great trepidation, suffers from stomach bleeding for the sake of fans."

"I don't pay young models or buy yachts when I make money. I use it to build Hope Primary School and donate to the Disabled Foundation."

"Don't stir up gossip, don't stir up people's designs, and the good things that win the glory of the country like being sprayed by you bastards at the International Music Awards are gone. Are you ashamed?"

He Nanxi turned to look at her in a daze.

Under the light, her face was slightly blurred by the sweat on her face.

The black eyeliner melted away, and the lip color was not as moist and red as before.

But her eyes were crystal clear, and her thin body rushed to the front of the stage.

Block him.

defend him.

He Nanxi blinked hard, his eyes were a little sour.

He didn't know what emotion was in his heart, he seemed to have been waiting for this moment for a long time.

Every time someone scolds him, he hopes that someone will stand by his side and be an enemy of the world.

Speak a word of justice for him.

[Ding, the male lead has ten favorability points. 】

Bai Weiwei sprayed everyone bloody all by herself, and the system couldn't help reminding, "There are several emotions below the table, if you don't leave, you will be beaten out of shit."

Bai Weiwei, who was spraying happily while holding the mic, froze.

Looking down, the faces of the grandchildren below were not very good-looking.

She said very calmly, "Therefore, the world is peaceful only if one is kind and kind. Thank you audience for listening. Then we will meet again next time."

After finishing speaking, Bai Weiwei threw the wheat in her hand.

Then she turned around and ran to He Nanxi's side, took his hand without hesitation, pulled him away who was still in a daze, and ran away.

The group of people behind them really became angry.

All kinds of wine bottles, chairs and cups were thrown at them one after another.

Bai Weiwei grabbed He Nan and fled here and there. She found a back door, opened it and rushed out.

It's an alley behind the bar.

Unlike the door in front of the bar, it was so quiet here that only a single street lamp accompanied them.

Bai Weiwei breathed a sigh of relief, her face was covered with sweat and looked a little tired.

"It's all right, Nancy."

When He Nanxi heard her soft voice, he rang out with a hint of a smile.