My Bloodthirty Husband is So Gentle

Jiang Jiusheng adjusted the mic, stood at the front of the stage, and greeted the 50,000 fans in the stadium with a hoarse and magnetic voice, always simple: "Hello everyone." After a slight pause, she introduced herself, "I am the lead singer, Jiang Jiusheng .”

As soon as the words fell, there was a sea of ​​people, and the applause was overwhelming.

"Ah-ah-ah-"

The screams were deafening and did not stop for a long time.

Jiang Jiusheng smiled, pressed her lips with her fingers, and the shouting gradually stopped. She picked up the microphone and opened her lips lightly: "Bass player Jin Fanglin."

When the spotlight hit the back, Jin Fanglin pursed his lips and smiled, his fingers moved nimbly, and the notes started, it was a cheerful bass solo.

Short, but sharp and strong.

The number one bass player in the rock and roll circle, of course, wasn't called for nothing.

The last bass note fell, surrounded by speakers, it was Jiang Jiusheng's voice: "The drum set is loud."

The lights shifted, the main camera zoomed in, and the close-up was directly on Li Ranran. She threw out the drumstick in her hand, spun it a few times in the air, and then it fell back into her hand firmly. , sonorous drums, and the sense of rhythm exploded instantly.

A short drum solo, and then handsome ending, Li Ranran kissed the drumstick in his hand, smiling like a flower, charming and wild.

A woman who plays rock and roll, looks handsome, can kill her! The screams of the 50,000 people in the audience went straight to the sky, and they could burst people's eardrums.

Jiang Jiusheng made a silent gesture, and the hustle and bustle of the audience stopped for a while. The fans in the front row unconsciously leaned forward, waiting for the lead guitar and rhythm to follow.

"Lead guitar," Jiang Jiusheng said slowly, neither arrogant nor impetuous, "Jiang Jiusheng."

Immediately, there was a guitar solo, just like her style, short but shocking enough. The hand speed and rhythm, wild and arrogant, are even better than the previous lead guitarist Zhang Nai.

No wonder many music masters say that there is no second Jiang Jiusheng in rock and roll for hundreds of years.

The fans almost broke their throats!

After picking up the guitar sound, Jiang Jiusheng said, "The last is the rhythm violin,"

Her voice paused slightly.

The stage lights turned on the spotlight, and the lifting platform slowly came into sight. It was Xie Dang, dressed in punk and holding a violin, appearing in front of the fans.

Jiang Jiusheng read his name aloud: "Xie Dang."

The 50,000 fans were completely crazy. Amidst the screams, the violin solo slowly flowed. It was a piece of light rock, TheNine.

With a tail flick, Xie Dang put down the violin and adjusted the position of the microphone: "Good evening everyone, I'm Xie Dang."

"Ah-ah-ah-"

The screams were deafening, and the fans spontaneously shouted Xie Dang's name, uniformly, high-pitched and passionate.

"Thank you!"

"Thank you!"

"Thank you!"

"..."

Pressing his index finger on his lips, he hissed, and the 50,000 fans immediately fell silent.

In the huge gymnasium, there was only Xie Dang's voice in the microphone: "Three years ago, Jiang Jiusheng suddenly told me that she stopped playing the cello, and she said she fell in love with rock and roll."

The tone is casual, as if telling an ordinary but profound story.

"What did I say?"

Xie Dang thought for a while, then chatted and laughed happily: "Oh, I didn't seem to say anything. After listening to it, I just threw the violin on her." It was smashed."

The audience burst into laughter.

For some reason, there was a bit of loneliness in the cheerful tone.

"When she gave her first concert, I didn't go. I held a violin recital in Vienna. I deliberately hit the schedule with her, so that she could compare and see my tuxedo and body. "Thank you Swinging back, with a smile in her eyes, she looked at Jiang Jiusheng, "However, she didn't even watch the replay!"

Jiang Jiusheng pursed his lips and couldn't help laughing.

Xie Dang glanced at her, walked to the middle of the stage, and faced the 50,000 fans, he said: "I've been waiting to see Jiang Jiusheng's jokes, waiting to see her despondent holding an acoustic guitar, waiting for her to turn back when she lost her way." Picking up the cello again, waiting for me to wear a tuxedo to play a duet with her and her cello, and finally, today came, "

There was a long pause.

Xie Dang raised his head, and the bright lights of the stage shone into his eyes. He raised his voice and said clearly, "When I came today, I took off the tuxedo for her."

Below the stage, a female fan crazily shouted Xie Dang's name, she was hysterical and cried loudly.

In the suddenly quiet gymnasium, there were only the cries of the violin fan, and the slow tune played by the violin in Xie Dang's hand. .

"This piano is the one I used in my first recital. Today, I am here to accompany Jiang Jiusheng." He raised his head and said loudly, "In my whole life, I will serve only one person."

Fans shouted frantically, shouting Jiang Jiusheng's name neatly. Amidst the earth-shattering shouts and applause, Xie Dang's voice was soft but firm.

"Jiang Jiusheng is incomparable."

After the words fell, screams came and went, and the fans in the front row spontaneously chanted the names of the two, the rhythm was exciting and regular, and the atmosphere was heated up.

"Jiang Jiusheng! Xie Dang!"

"Jiang Jiusheng! Xie Dang!"

"Jiang Jiusheng! Xie Dang!"

Amidst the shouts of thousands of people, the music starts. After the prelude of the acoustic guitar, the sound of the violin slowly enters. A song with an ancient rhyme.

After the song, Xie Dang put down his bow and walked up to Jiang Jiusheng: "You don't have to play the cello anymore. I'm good enough to play the violin with your guitar."

Arrogant and capricious but sincerely affectionate, this is Xie Dang.

Jiang Jiusheng nodded, his eyes were slightly red: "Thank you, Dangdang."

Xie Dang took a step forward, opened his arms to hug her, and his voice rang in his ears.

"Sheng Sheng,"

"Um."

He pulled out the microphone, and amidst the din of thousands of people, said: "I like you."

like very much.

If possible, I will like it until the day when you wear the wedding dress. When that day comes, I will play a beautiful song for you at the wedding, so that everyone will remember you and him.

Jiang Jiusheng looked up: "What did you say?"

He put the mic back on and turned to look at the fans: "Praise you."

Amid the cheers of thousands of people, there was thunderous applause. Fans and friends, especially female fans, were blown away by Xie Dang's manipulation. There is no such beauty in the entertainment industry, but there is only one Xie Dang. Without reservation, he dared to take off his noble and high-end tuxedo, and pour out his heart and soul to someone.

Who said that Xie's family and teachers are at odds, what a fool! The voices of the young girls in the front row holding up signs were almost hoarse.

The eyes of the girl with Xie Dang's head sticker on her face were red, and she was so excited: "My Princess Dangdang is so handsome!"

The companion shook the light stick in his hand and echoed: "Yes, yes!" She was very excited, "Suddenly felt that Dangdang and Master Sheng are a good match, a fairy attacking, a princess receiving, and the sense of CP is overwhelming!"

The girl nodded vigorously, her heart fluttering: "Ah, I really want them to be together."

"Hmph, those who say that Master Sheng and Dangdang are plastic flowers are blind! Look at the way Dangdang looks at Master Sheng, it is clearly sincere, and I can tell that it is definitely not a show!"

Besides, does the swinging princess need to put on a show? He doesn't want to see who he wants to see, and he has always been aboveboard!

The girl next to him also agreed with the words, "Yes, I saw it too, Xie Dang's eyes were red just now, it was really like crying."

"If there is another romantic confession, it will be perfect."

"..."

Several young girls were having a lively discussion, when the girl in the back row suddenly raised her voice.

"Look, look! At four o'clock, there is a super nice little brother."

The friends looked in the direction and were stunned.

"Fuck, this side face kills!"

"There is also back killing."

"The thief wants to strike up a conversation."

The older woman next to her still had a sliver of reason: "The ones who can sit in the middle of the first row of VVIP are all stars in the sky. Don't think about it."

But look over there!

There are always some people who think they can pick the stars with bare hands, and they build a ladder and want to go to the moon.

"You, hello."

The woman sat in the second row of VVIP, wearing a peaked cap, she looked very pretty, timidly patted the shoulder of the man in front of her, afraid of being abrupt, her movements were gentle and careful.

The man in the front row looked back.

The dim stage lights happened to splash on his face, his eyes seemed to hide the Milky Way, he looked handsome, and nodded slightly to the woman in the back row.

Expensive and elegant, the son is like jade.

Coincidentally, it was Shi Jin.

The woman only felt that her heart skipped a beat, her cheeks were bright red, she was shy but bold: "Excuse me, can I add a WeChat?"

The other party politely refused: "Sorry, I don't add strangers."

stranger?

She is also a popular actress after all.

The woman couldn't believe it, her eyes widened: "You don't know me?"

"Well, I don't know."

"..."

The popular actress Qiao Wei, who won the first place in the nation's first love vote, was just like that. She doubted that the tens of millions of votes on the Internet were bought by her agent.

No, she doesn't believe it, remind me: "I'm Qiao Wei, the one who plays Princess Pingyang."

The other party said nothing.

No, she still can't believe it, and reminded again: "The one that is being broadcast on ZJTV, "Summer Blown by the Sea Breeze", I will play the heroine."

The other party shook his head and said, "I don't watch TV."

"..."

Okay, okay, you are good-looking and you are right in everything you say.

Qiao Wei bit the bullet: "Then can you give me a WeChat account?"

"Sorry, no." Shi Jin spoke slowly, not being rude, but indifferent, "I'm afraid my girlfriend will mind."

Qiao Wei who was stuffed with dog food: "..."

Sure enough, other people's boyfriends never disappoint, so she sat back resentfully.

On the stage, a quiet English song has been replaced, with a slightly hoarse voice, as if telling an old story in a low voice.

Across the aisle, in VVIP second district, at a glance, they are all men in suits and leather shoes, but Yu Wenchong is wearing a shirt with two buttons loose at the neckline, and a windbreaker casually draped over his legs. The decadent and handsome man stood out among a row of big-waisted businessmen.

He crossed his legs, leaned back against the seat, and leaned back lazily. The seat on the left was empty. It was not until the third song of the concert that the light on the left was blocked by the beautiful figure of a woman.

She took her seat slowly and stared.

"Yuwen."

Yu Wen charged a glance, his eyes were indifferent, and he didn't speak.

She is the daughter of Mayor Xu's family, and she wears a dignified and expensive lady's long dress even when she comes to a rock concert.

She looked forward to the beauty, and smiled sweetly: "What a coincidence."

skillful?

Yuwen Chong charged with a half-smile: "It seems that you and my mother have a good relationship."

One sentence pierced her daughter's mind. Xu Zhenzhen was so embarrassed that she didn't know where to put her hands and feet.

"Know rock and roll?" Yuwen Chong charged his gaze to the center of the stage.

Xu Zhenzhen followed his gaze and looked at the person on the stage. It was Jiang Jiusheng. She was carrying a guitar and squinted her eyes slightly, like a mysterious and seductive cat.

Indeed, as a woman, Jiang Jiusheng was handsome and chic.

Xu Zhenzhen suppressed the inexplicable jealousy in her heart, and replied: "A little bit."

"I don't quite understand." Yuwen Chong suddenly turned his eyes and looked at her, "How do you think Jiang Jiusheng sings?"

In the dim light, her eyes were shining brightly, Xu Zhenzhen's heart was beating like drums, and she stammered unconsciously: "It's, it's not bad."

Yuwen Chong's eyes fell back to the stage again, his eyes were soft, but his voice was cold: "It seems that you don't understand too much." He bent his mouth, "My cash cow is not only good."

For some reason, it was clearly a joke, but people could hear a specious pampering.

Xu Zhenzhen didn't want to continue the topic of Jiang Jiusheng very much, she was silent for half a song, and after a long time of psychological construction, she still faltered and said the purpose of her trip.

"After our blind date, you, you haven't yet," her voice became weaker, she raised her head timidly, "you haven't given me an answer yet."

Yuwen Chong didn't turn his head and didn't raise his eyelids: "I thought Miss Xu was a smart person."

She almost blurted out: "But Aunt Tang said—"

He interrupted, nonchalantly: "Well, my mother likes you the most."

Xu Zhenzhen blushed and was speechless. To be precise, Mrs. Yuwen liked her status as the daughter of the Xu family and her cuteness that she tried her best to please.

"But you have to be careful," Yuwen Chong paused, turned his head, and said with a half-smile, "My dad also likes you the most, and he can't be Mrs. Yuwen, but he might be the second Mrs. Yuwen. "

Xu Zhenzhen's complexion changed suddenly, she was extremely ashamed and angry, and she was about to speak.

Yuwen Chongchong glanced at the phone: "Listen slowly, I'll excuse you first." He picked up his coat, stood up, and lowered his voice, "What's wrong with Shengsheng?"

Sheng Sheng...

It's Jiang Jiusheng.

Xu Zhenzhen looked up, and Jiang Jiusheng was no longer on the stage. The bass player was playing with the drum set, crazy and restless, making people's eardrums tremble. Just step on it.

As soon as he walked to the aisle, amidst the hustle and bustle, a young female voice stopped Xu Zhenzhen who left the scene in shame and indignation.

"Hey," said the owner of the voice, acting like a fool, with the arrogance of a middle school girl, "the one in the red dress, stand for me."

Xu Zhenzhen glanced back, a young girl squatted on the seat behind the VIP, holding a huge heart-shaped pink support card in her hand, the girl was staring at her, the venue was noisy, and her voice was very loud: " Yes, it was you."

After finishing speaking, she put one hand on the seat, jumped off the stool, pushed her waist through the crowd and walked over, looking menacing.

Xu Zhenzhen took a step back subconsciously.

The girl took a step closer, her aura was overwhelming, and her voice directly overwhelmed the concert speakers: "Who gave you permission to step on my husband's face."

Who else could be a spoiled husband and a madman? The vice president of the Jiang Jiusheng fan support club in the Jiangbei District, Tan Mobao.

"I don't know what you're talking about." Xu Zhenzhen didn't bother to pay attention, turned her head and left.

Tan Mobao had sharp eyesight and quick hands, grabbed her by the back collar of her skirt, Xu Zhenzhen was caught off guard, her face turned blue and then pale, and she raised her hand to push the person behind her.

Tan Mobao grabbed her by the wrist and dragged her to the side of the unremarkable VIP aisle, so as not to cause a riot.

She giggled, "Yo, you're quite arrogant." In terms of arrogance, she, Mo Baobao, has never been afraid of anyone. "Say, which navy sent you? Are you here to blackmail my husband?"

Xu Zhenzhen was dragged by the collar, and her skirt was wrinkled, she was so embarrassed: "I don't know your husband." She raised her voice, "Let me go."

"Oh, it really is a fake fan." Tan Mobao picked up the support card that was thrown on the ground, slammed it on Xu Zhenzhen's face, and said relentlessly, "This is my husband, you stepped on my husband's leg just now." Face, if you don’t wipe it off for me now, and say sorry three times piously, then you won’t be able to leave.”

Xu Zhenzhen is a lady from a family, she has never seen such a stingy and rude person, and she can't care about her manners, she turned her head and scolded: "You are crazy!"

Tan Mobao shrugged and spread his hands: "Yes, patient, hello, patient."

The 'patient' was so angry that his face turned pale, and he pulled back his skirt vigorously, shouting: "Let go!"

This is what you said.

Tan Mobao suddenly let go.

Xu Zhenzhen fell to the ground with a cry, and immediately attracted attention. I don't know if it was because of the rock solo on the stage that Liao Yuan's blood was all over his body, and his eyes were on fire. Xu Zhenzhen had never been surrounded by people like this before. She felt so ashamed , I lowered my head and wished I could find a crack in the ground and get in.

Tan Mobao crossed Xiaoman's waist, triumphantly: "See, there are 50,000 fans here, all of whom are fans of my husband's wife. If you don't do what I say, I will tell you about your evil deeds, and then Crush you with one foot!" She handed the support card in front of Xu Zhenzhen, "You can figure it out."

Xu Zhenzhen gritted her teeth, wiped off the footprints on the support card, and said three words of sorry in a low voice.

Only then was Tan Mobao satisfied, snatched the sign back, held it in his hand, and raised his chin arrogantly: "You can go, if you dare to disrespect my husband again in the future, I will beat you until your parents don't know you !"

Xu Zhenzhen stood up blushing, took three steps back, and stared at Tan Mobao: "It's best not to let me find out who you are."

Yo, your dad is Li Gang!

Tan Mobao can still be afraid of her: "What are you looking for, I'll tell you if you don't." She raised her voice, and announced her family name loudly and generously, "I'm Tan Guanxi, the daughter of Jiangbei Tan's Pharmaceutical Industry, the richest man in Jiangdu Tan Xiyao, that's right, it's my daddy."

Xu Zhenzhen gouged out her eyes, and then left through the VIP passage.

Holding the two support cards, Tan Mobao gave out of the corner of her eye, "Small sample." Then she bumped back to her VIP seat, and continued to wait eagerly for her husband's next song .

On the stage, Li Ranran and Jin Fanglin's soloshow is in full swing.

The backstage dressing room was also very busy, and there was still time for two songs. In less than ten minutes, the supporting singer came on stage. Zhou Liang looked at his watch, and then at his own artists.

Tsk, the state is very wrong.

"What's the matter with you? Why are you sweating so much?"

Xu Qingjiu wiped the sweat from his forehead: "No, nothing."

Still stuttered.

Zhou Liang sat over and asked, "Nervous?"

Xu Qingjiu rolled his throat and licked his lips again.

grass! Zhou Liang was surprised that he broke out in a cold sweat when he came to be Jiang Jiusheng's vocalist after all the concerts had been held.

"Brother Liang," Xu Qingjiu hesitated, walked over and closed the door of the dressing room, and when there was no one around, he said hesitantly, "I have something to ask you."

"What's the matter?" Why are you so formal?

Xu Qingjiu thought for a while, struggled with the wording for a long time, and said, "I have a friend."

——I have a condition and pretend that my friend has a condition series.

Zhou Liang didn't expose him anymore: "What happened to your friend?"

"It's really my friend." After Xu Qingjiu emphasized, he continued, "Recently, he doesn't know what's going on, but he keeps dreaming about the same person in his dreams."

Oh I got it.

Zhou Liang answered meaningfully: "That depends on the content of the dream."

Xu Qing remained silent for a long time, bowed his head, his ears were warm.

Zhou Liang understood in seconds: "The one with paint?"

Xu Qingjiu's handsome face immediately flushed red.

Tsk tsk tsk, it's still too immature, and also, Xu Qingjiu made his debut early, and became famous before he became an adult. After he started his career, he basically had no contact with the opposite sex, and the matter of men and women is still pure.

As a manager, Zhou Liang feels that he needs to be properly guided: "Apart from dreaming? Do you want to think about it during the day?"

Xu Qingjiu nodded.

"you,"

Xu Qingjiu immediately interrupted, with a tense face, and corrected: "My friend."

have to! Zhou Liang changed his words: "Will your friend be nervous when he meets the person who made him dream? Will his mouth be dry? Will his heart beat faster?"

He pondered, his face getting more and more serious: "It seems... yes."

"Qingjiu," Zhou Liang folded his hands, "Be honest, who do you like? Is it from the circle?"

Xu Qingjiu: "..."

Didn't you say we were friends?

Before Xu Qingjiu, Zhou Liang also brought several young idol artists, and his experience is naturally seasoned: "You are an idol singer, the risk of announcing your relationship is very high, you must discuss it with me in advance, you must warm up and do a good job of public relations, otherwise Fans won't accept it, and if it's a female artist in the circle, it's best to start a wave of CP speculation."

Xu Qingjiu was completely silent.

Zhou Liang pondered for a while, but couldn't figure out who it was: "Let's put this on in advance, you should hurry up and get ready, there are still two more songs and it's up to you to go on stage."

Xu Qingjiu hummed in a muffled voice.

"Hey," Zhou Liang asked, "Where's Su Qing?"

He shook his head, rolled his eyes and said he didn't know.

"Then you change into the costume first, and I'll go find Su Qing." After speaking, Zhou Liang hurried out of the dressing room.

Xu Qing sat for a while, took his clothes and got up, thoughtfully, and absent-mindedly opened the curtain, raised his head, and his gaze fell into a pair of eyes without warning.

Behind the curtain, Su Qing waved: "Hi~"

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The plot is too dull recently, is there any reason? When this wave of dog food is over, get things going!