Chapter Seventy-Three: Asking for Signatures!
Hearing An Lin's inquiry, Tian Lingling had a rare look of embarrassment on her face.
"What's the matter, isn't it?" An Lin asked with some concern.
Tian Lingling didn't answer, but said directly: "Actually...... This Oriental Snow, the ...... you've come into contact with"
"I've touched it!?" An Lin was shocked when he heard this.
Tian Lingling smiled maliciously: "Dongfang Xue is the meditation fairy in the group!" ”
"Meditation Fairy ......"
An Lin's pupils shrank when he heard this, and one by one pictures appeared in his mind.
The first time the Meditation Fairy appeared in the group, she was stimulated by his terrifying promotion speed to doubt her life, and then vomited blood and fainted......
The Meditation Fairy appeared in the group for the second time, and as soon as she appeared, she begged him bitterly, hoping to participate in the operation to encircle and suppress the demon king.
However, because the monks of the tenth stage of the body of the Tao were already full, he righteously refused......
"This ......" An Lin was a little confused.
After a long time, he spit out a few words: "Abuse fate, ......"
Originally, there was a relationship between group friends, and he might be able to get an autograph.
However, An Lin has hurt her again and again unintentionally, and now begging her for an autograph, will she give it?
Maybe give a slap in the face......
Who does the heavens spare!!
An Lin's face was like ashes, and he sat down on top of his chair.
Tian Lingling also noticed this relationship, so she showed a look of embarrassment, and she didn't know what to say at the moment.
"Actually...... It's not impossible to get this signature, but it's a bit expensive......"
Tian Lingling hesitated for a moment before speaking.
"At what cost?" An Lin regained a little of his spirit and looked at the little face beside him with an embarrassed look.
"Sister Dongfang owes me a favor, although she never signs, but if I go to plead with her, she will still agree to me. It's just that...... You know......" Tian Lingling stroked her forehead and sighed in a low voice, "Human affection is always easy to run out......"
An Lin thought for a moment and said, "Twenty spirit stones!" ”
Tian Lingling was still a little struggling: "To be honest, this matter is not as simple as collecting fifty photos of the life of the female cultivator......"
As soon as An Lin wanted to change his words and say, "Or a hundred spirit stones", Tian Lingling hurriedly said: "Thirty spirit stones!" I'll help you! ”
An Lin blinked: "Huh...... Good! ”
Seeing An Lin agree, the corners of Tian Lingling's small mouth rose slightly, and a trace of imperceptible pride appeared.
What a stupid person with a lot of money...... It's just a signature, this girl went out in person, of course Sister Dongfang said that she would sign it, and she pit him with thirty spirit stones, it's so cool!
Seeing Tian Lingling agree, the corners of An Lin's mouth raised slightly, and an imperceptible smile appeared on his face.
Little Lori is just easy to deceive...... It's only thirty spirit stones, and the reward for this purchase is eight hundred spirit stones, and I have a net profit of seven hundred and seventy spirit stones, which is really cool!
The two of them, each with their own thoughts, are in a good mood at the moment.
Tian Lingling began to inquire about Dongfang Xue's whereabouts and learned that she was holding a concert in Rongcheng tonight.
Hey, what a coincidence!
The right time, place and people are there!
At this time, the night was just right, and the concert had just begun.
An Lin and Tian Lingling rushed over now, and the time was completely in time.
In this way, the two immediately set off and went to the venue of the concert.
Tian Lingling began to contact Dongfang Xue, but she seemed to be busy and did not reply to the message.
Seeing that this method didn't work, Tian Lingling directly called the general manager of Tianyu Group and asked them to immediately get through the relationship, open a green channel, and directly enter Dongfang Xue's make-up room.
The identity of the daughter of the chairman of Tianyu Group is really useful, and in less than ten minutes, he greeted all the staff of the concert.
Soon, the two came to the scene where the concert was held.
Although An Lin is still outside the venue, he can see tens of thousands of white glow sticks, waving rhythmically, and the inside of the venue is like a sea of snow, which looks holy and beautiful.
The beautiful singing voice wafts throughout the space, making people intoxicated.
I have to say that Dongfang Xue's singing is really good.
If An Lin is given a stool, he feels that he can sit outside the arena and hear the end!
However, it is true that many fans moved small stools and sat outside the concert venue, listening to the beautiful singing with a look of fascination.
An Lin roughly counted, at least thousands of people......
He was secretly speechless, and the influence of Dongfang Xue's singing voice once again refreshed his three views.
It is estimated that none of these people can buy tickets.
However, a wall does not hinder the enthusiasm of these people, move a small bench and listen outside!
Tian Lingling pulled An Lin through the back door, walked all the way unhindered, and walked to Dongfang Xue's make-up room.
Dongfang Xue's agent, Sister Liu, warmly received the two.
Although Sister Liu didn't know what the identity of that man was, this petite and cute girl was Dongfang Xue's friend, and the backstage was terrifyingly big, so she naturally didn't dare to slack off.
Dongfang Xue is still singing outside, and in a two-hour concert, she only sings five songs.
The rest of the time, either let other invited guests sing, or put some videos on the screen for the audience to see, anyway, it's so capricious!
At this time, she had already sung the third song, which was called "Sand Painting City".
Even in the make-up room, An Lin could still hear the song clearly.
Dongfang Xue's voice is light and agile mixed with a trace of vicissitudes, and the song contains the helplessness and desolation of the changing world.
When people listen to it, they will inadvertently associate a certain scene, as if they saw a woman standing on an ancient city hidden by wind and sand, and softly singing a song of remembrance.
Singing can convey emotion, but it can also convey artistic conception.
Obviously, Dongfang Xue has done both of these things perfectly!
At the end of the song, it is endlessly memorable.
Dongfang Xue was coming back, but An Lin began to become a little restless.
On the one hand, it is because of the bad relationship between them......
On the other hand, it is because he actually has a feeling that fans want to meet their idols.
Yes, Anlin has fallen......
The sound of light footsteps was getting closer and closer, and a very nice sound began to come:
"Sister Liu, help me make a cup of jasmine tea."
As soon as she finished speaking, a woman pushed the door open.
She is wearing a long brown dress, her figure is slender and graceful, her skin is better than snow, and her autumn eyes are even more intoxicating.
This is a beautiful woman with a very classical charm.
For some reason, as soon as An Lin saw her, his heart slowly calmed down.
"Sister Dongfang!"
As soon as Tian Lingling saw her, she jumped on her body excitedly, and took advantage of her height to bury her chest and kill.
Dongfang Xue was stunned at first, then rubbed the head of the girl in front of her with some doting, and said with a smile: "Lingling, why did you suddenly think of coming to listen to my concert, didn't you say that you are not interested in my singing?" ”
An Lin was furious when she heard it, right, she was not interested in singing?
Is this still human!?
He hadn't realized that his brain powder attribute had been activated......
Tian Lingling smiled and hugged Dongfang Xue's slender waist, and said coquettishly: "I don't want you anymore!" ”
"It's sweet in your mouth!"
Dongfang Xue pursed her lips and smiled, and then her gaze fell on the other man.
Tian Lingling noticed her gaze and immediately spoke: "Sister Dongfang, guess who he is?" ”
Dongfang Xue carefully looked at the handsome man in front of her.
The man was smiling flatteringly at her, but she was not impressed.
In the end, she could only shake her head suspiciously: "Don't sell it, who is he?" ”
Tian Lingling leaned into her ear with a wicked smile on her face, and said softly: "Does the fake Taoist priest Xiao An still have an impression......
Dongfang Xue blinked when she heard this, and the words appeared in her mind.
Then, her soft and quiet face turned from sunny to cloudy, and she took a deep breath:
"Sister Liu, send off !!"