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Chapter 232 No "Punishment"

The banquet hall is not big, but it is very warmly decorated. A gathering of 100 people is like meeting friends, and everyone is only one step away from the stage.

There was no red tape, and even Yan Fuguang didn't ask for a host. She appeared in front of everyone by herself in simple attire.

"Good afternoon~"

The rising ending sound and her smile hit everyone's hearts together, the scene was silent for a second, and then the stage was drowned in happy cries.

Because the hotel's sound insulation is very good, Yan Fuguang didn't stop them, and let everyone vent their excitement and excitement wantonly.

Everyone here is seeing Yan Fuguang himself for the first time, no matter how many times they have imagined the scene of meeting, it is still not only one ten-thousandth of the moment.

People who have liked for a long time suddenly appear, and many people are really excited to tears.

Just like now, almost all the people in the front row were crying, covering their mouths, waving their hands wildly, and kept calling Yan Fuguang's name.

"Don't cry."

But at this time, Yan Fuguang's words were useless, even after she spoke, everyone cried even harder.

"Why don't I satisfy your three wishes?"

As soon as Yan Fuguang finished speaking, 100 pairs of eyes stared at her. Although there was still some sobbing, most people's attention was immediately attracted.

The brave ones asked directly: "Can you wish for anything?"

Yan Fuguang directly found the girl who spoke bravely, and asked with a smile: "You don't have any unreasonable thoughts, do you?"

The girl burst into laughter immediately, and quickly waved her hands: "No, no, no unreasonable thoughts, just a hug and I'm satisfied!"

Yan Fuguang waved at her, but the girl dared not answer: "Me? Let me go there?"

Seeing Yan Fuguang nodding, the girl trotted to Yan Fuguang immediately, looking at her expectantly.

Yan Fuguang smiled and hugged her: "This is not a wish."

The girl was so excited that her hands and feet became stiff, and she forgot to hug her back. Her breath was filled with a fragrant smell. I couldn't tell what brand of perfume it was. It was very special and made her very attractive.

Envious, so envious, the remaining 99 people are regretting why it wasn't me who spoke out just now!

"How about choosing three people at random, each with a wish?"

There was a lot of "yes" all around, so what is there to be dissatisfied with? Based on what they know about Yan Fuguang, as long as they don't break the law or commit crimes, or violate public order and good customs, as long as you dare to say it, she will definitely do it if she promises.

"Who to choose?"

In fact, just as they thought, Yan Fuguang didn't care what the fans would ask for, as long as there was no "punishment".

There were a hundred people at the scene, with two hundred hands raised in unison, she chose one at random: "The fifth in the third row."

"Wow! Is it me?" A boy got up excitedly and asked left and right in disbelief.

Even without the help of the staff, he yelled out directly: "Can Goddess Yan dance live, it's the dance in the first phase of Yan·Film!"

As soon as he finished speaking, before Yan Fuguang could answer, he immediately shrank back to his seat, covering his face with his hands as if embarrassed.

Only then did the crowd come to their senses, and there was booing all over the place, you are a bold madman, no wonder you are covering your face, it is simply presumptuous!
But! !They really want to see it too! !

Dancing on the spot, this is so exciting! !
Everyone present claimed to be a ten-year fan of Yan Fuguang. They had watched that sensational dance video more than ten times. Everyone knew how lethal that dance was. If Yan Fuguang really danced live...

The booing sound was gradually replaced by the sound of swallowing saliva, and some people's heartbeat began to speed up.

Yan Fuguang's expression didn't change much, and the smile was still on her lips. She had already considered this idea when she said it, maybe someone would make this request.

In fact, any dance is not a problem for her, but...

"Are you sure?" Yan Fuguang looked at the boy who buried his head like an ostrich.

I saw "Ostrich" quickly raised his head and shouted for confirmation, and then buried his head in the sand.

She smiled slightly: "Let's dance then."

Everyone was expecting her to agree, but when she did agree, they were the ones who blushed.

In just a few minutes after Yan Fuguang went to change his costume, the news was spread by all the eager fans on the Internet.

Although only 100 people were invited to the meeting, it was Yan Fuguang's first fan event since his debut, and the attention of netizens was far higher than everyone expected.

In order to allow the invited fans to enjoy this joy exclusively, Yan Fuguang even refused the simultaneous live broadcast of Lightning. One can imagine how curious those who couldn't come will be.

Now that Yan Fuguang promised to dance the dance that was enough to make people lose their minds, who can resist the urge to show off?
Some people even took out the gimbal from their bags. The official broadcast is not live, we will broadcast it ourselves. After all, the people who come here still shoulder the expectations of thousands of fans.

Just like the "ostrich" just now, now he is fiddling with the video equipment with his hands and feet. Although his face is still red, I don't know if he is more shy or excited, but it is obvious that he is also a member of the heavy responsibilities.

Although this is a small stage temporarily remodeled in the banquet hall, Xingchen is not sloppy at all, and has a complete set of small lighting equipment.

The lights in the arena are all dark, only a beam of light is lit in the central area, which is also mixed with gray tones of dark blue. This familiar atmosphere instantly brings the audience back to the day when the video was first opened. It comes out immediately.

Both Zhang Yuanyuan and Mo Yun were at the scene. Looking at the row of mobile phones and cameras at the scene, Zhang Yuanyuan couldn't help asking: "Is this really all right?"

Mo Yun knew what Zhang Yuanyuan wanted to say.

Although all of them are fans, no one knows their identities. Maybe there are anchors or Internet celebrities among them. It's not difficult at all.

Zhang Yuanyuan also didn't want Yan Fuguang to be used without his knowledge.

Mo Yun said helplessly: "Do you think she doesn't know about this? I asked her if she wanted to ban video equipment from entering the venue, but she refused."

"Why?" Zhang Yuanyuan didn't understand.

Who knows that Mo Yun turned her head and looked at her: "I don't understand either, maybe this is what she understands to give back to fans? I invite you to come. As for whether you watch it by yourself or with a group of people, I don't care. You are happy." Just fine."

"Then it's better for us to broadcast it, and we can guarantee the quality of the shooting."

"Don't look at me, I don't count what I say, and I can take care of you. I can't take care of my little ancestor."

Regardless of what Mo Yun said, Zhang Yuanyuan knew how much she loved Yan Fuguang.

All right, if you want to shoot, just shoot, the owner doesn't care, so she can just be an audience with peace of mind.

　I prepared 8000 words, but I posted a chapter ahead of time by mistake, and even got the chapter name wrong. I was so stupid that I cried!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)