My Lift As A Top Star In A Book

While the bullet screens were expressing their doubts, six young girls with one hand wrapped in red ribbons fell from the sky and landed in the center of the stage. Following the strong and impactful drum rhythm, they danced and sang, their dances were colorful and their breath was smooth and brisk.

The dance this time not only increased the difficulty of the performance, but also blended elements of martial arts and acrobatics, making it dazzling and exciting.

In the chorus part in the middle, Qin Nuan, who was stretching into the air following the silk ribbon, suddenly let go of her hand when no one expected it, and fell at an extremely fast speed, like a gorgeous shooting star across the sky, the beauty is breathtaking.

There were screams from the auditorium, and even the barrage expressed surprise.

Just when Song Zhan stood up abruptly from the chair because he was worried about whether Qin Nuan would fall, Qin Nuan suddenly grabbed the end of the silk belt, slightly cushioned it, and continued to fall, pulling the silk belt carelessly. Turning around in a circle, the toes touched the ground.

The height she just fell was three floors high, and she didn't have any protective measures on her body, but the expression on her face was indifferent, as if she was just performing an ordinary and simple dance move.

This thrilling and dangerous dance move directly pushed the atmosphere of the scene to the peak.

The screams from the audience were even louder than the concert.

After a dance is over, the barrage has been discussing the dance for a long time.

"Ahh! So handsome and sexy! From today onwards, my wife will be Qin Nuan!"

"The ones in front don't rob my wife!"

"Let's fight! Qin Nuan is my wife!"

"Woooooo! When I get rich one day, I will book the entire auditorium and watch Nuannuan dance in front of me!"

Seeing these bullet screens, Song Zhan threw the Ipad on the dressing table annoyed, his face clouded.

Anyway, he made a note of it.

One day, he will let Qin Nuan (××××) dance in front of him, only for him to watch!

Song Zhan couldn't help laughing at the thought of such a day.

He raised his head, looked at himself in the mirror, and curled his lips.

This day has to be put on the agenda quickly.

Just as he was thinking, Song Zhan's cell phone beeped twice again. He picked it up and took a look. It was a message from Song's father.

It's still an all-too-familiar picture.

The picture shows the genealogy of the Song family. Father Song pressed his hand on the page with Song Zhan's name, as if to tear off the page with Song Zhan's name.

Threat him again.

Song Zhan wondered if his father used the same picture over and over again.

Just as he was about to reply to the message, Father Song sent another picture.

It is the back page of Song Zhan's name.

[Poppy's Husband]: "When did this page have a few more people? Did you write it?"

[Yu Meiren's Husband]: "I know Qin Nuan, it's the little girl who praised my wife as a fairy sister, right?"

【Poppy's Husband】: "But why do you write people's names?"

[Yu Meiren's Husband]: "And who is this Song Nuannuan and Song Love Letter?"

[Yu Meiren's Husband]: "As the head of the Song family, why haven't I heard who these two people are?"

After reading a series of questions from Father Song, Song Zhan raised the corners of his lips and replied happily, "Qin Nuan is your daughter-in-law who has never been married, and Song Nuannuan and Song Qingshu are your little granddaughters who have never masked."

It took a long time to post these words before Father Song came back with a message.

It seemed that Song Zhan had just digested what Song Zhan said.

Song Zhan heard his mobile phone beep three times, and picked up the phone happily, but the next second, a smile froze on the corner of his mouth.