Sweet Wife, be Good!

Fang Lan was not surprised after the news spread all over the world.

Although she and Su Mi didn't have time for a long time, she knew that Su Mi's temperament was soft on the outside and strong on the inside, and she would never allow anyone to step on her head and do it.

This time, Su Mi probably didn't do it for herself, she just hated the woman who behaved badly.

Besides, with Chu Zhuohang supporting Su Mi, Fang Lan really didn't think she needed to worry about Su Mi.

Although everyone in the circle sweats for Su Mi-Peng Xiuxiu is backed by a big boss. What else does Su Mi have besides a voice?

However, how can these people outside guess the real situation?

On Su Mi's side, not only was there no fear, she also called the Sports Plaza specifically to make room for the evening after three days and leave it for two hours.

What else should I be afraid of when dealing with Peng Xiuxiu?

This time, Peng Xiuxiu relied on nothing more than thinking that Su Mi's voice was broken, so she felt confident.

She called Zhuang Shihao, crying aggrieved: "Shihao, I don't want to, you see, Su Mi, she has to let me go. I don't want to leave Jingyuan, where I was born and raised. Is it? I just want to fight for my own rights."

"You openly provoke her. Have you ever thought about how strong she is?" Zhuang Shihao pinched his eyebrows. If Peng Xiuxiu really wants to die, he won't care about her.

At the beginning, he promised the friend who passed away from illness to help him take good care of this younger sister. He agreed and paid for her dream.

If Peng Xiuxiu can't cherish it, he has nothing to say.

Peng Xiuxiu bit her lip: "I can only fight with her, or do I really leave? Shihao, you also know that I didn't do anything, and I was innocent with you, but Su Mi had to pin my hat on me. In my head, what can I do? My only solution is this."

Zhuang Shihao hung up the phone, and that was all he could do for his deceased friend.

...

Three days later, outside the stadium.

There are huge crowds of paparazzi, fans, reporters and some people who are not too big to watch the excitement.

This may not be a peak matchup, but it is definitely a thrilling match. After all, the price of the loser is really too great.

"I'm really looking forward to it!"

"I don't know how to compare this game tonight?"

"It seems to be the most primitive way of comparison. Everyone keeps singing until they can't sing."

"This is too exciting, right? But I'm really curious, what does Peng Xiuxiu compare to Su Mi?"

"Leaving Jingyuan is simply terrible for the singers who develop here. They are betting on their wealth and lives!"

Peng Xiuxiu closely followed Su Mi's movements, knowing that she was still drinking herbs every day, and had tried her best to avoid speaking, and she had a little more confidence in her chances of winning.

After a while, the gymnasium opened, and the crowd began to enter in order. There was no need to buy tickets. They only had to swipe their ID numbers to enter the venue according to their previously registered identity numbers on the Internet. That is to say, everyone came in for free.

Moreover, there is no need to distinguish who you are as a fan, you can come in after you register.

This naturally makes good deeds rush.

An Internet radio station also found both parties as quickly as possible and purchased the rights to broadcast the game that night.