Secrets of a Son-in-law 2

Chapter 142 Hugging On Stage

Time passed quickly, and in an instant this was the day for the concert.

At 6 p.m., City A Stadium was full of people!

Before the concert began, all 50 Tianwang Group security guards had been in place, scattered in every corner of the stadium; karin Wei had also personally arrived, holding a walkie-talkie in his hand, holding a walkie-talkie in his hand, and nervously arranged everything on the scene.

“Nona Wei *!” Felicia Ling stood beside Karin Wei, wearing a snow-white gauze skirt, carefully opening one corner of the stage curtain, she said, and pointed to a fat middle-aged man in the middle of the first row of the auditorium with a disgusted expression: "Look, that's him, old fucking boa, perverted Oman Zhuang! "

Karin Wei had long since seen Oman Zhuang and lowered her voice: "Miss Ling*, don't worry, I've arranged it. As long as he watched the concert obediently, there would be nothing. If he wants to do something to you, the staff I arranged will stop him immediately! "

“OK!” Felicia Ling nodded and pointed her finger back: “Aunt Lin is in my dressing room. Go and talk to him. I'm going on stage.”

After conversing, the stage curtain slowly opened, the music of the attendants rang, Felicia Ling and the dancers walked onto the stage.

Felicia Ling's influence was huge and liked by the audience. As soon as he appeared on stage, the audience was already like a tsunami. Almost all the spectators in unison shouted: "Felicia Ling, Felicia Ling ..."

"Felicia Ling, I love you!"

"FeliLovers will always stand by your side ..."

Felicia Ling picked up a specially tailored silver microphone, smiled and waved a greeting, and began to sing her famous song: "That's when I first saw you, there are soulful eyes that cannot be opened ..."

At the end of the song, the audience clapped their hands!

“Thank you all!” Felicia Ling was generous, bowed to the audience, and then returned backstage to change her costumes and prepare for her next song.

On stage, the host warmed up: "Miss Ling's appearance*has received strong support from sponsors and entertainment companies. We thank you ..."

Thank you so much people.

This time, Felicia Ling returned to the stage singing the perfect song.

In the front row of the auditorium, a pair of narrowed eyes were fixed on Felicia Ling's body, filled with saliva, and specifically looked to Felicia Ling's white neckline and slender legs. He let out a "ck" sound from time to time, and his saliva would be heard immediately. Flow out.

Oman Zhuang!

“So innocent girl, rarely in the entertainment industry now.” Oman Zhuang licked his lips, his face was lustful, and turned to signal to the assistant beside him: “Make arrangements, I will go up on stage and hug this little Felicia. Arrange for me! "

The assistant beside him immediately pulled out his phone, edited the text message and quickly sent it.

at the same time.

On the edge of the side of the stage, the host frowned, pulled out his phone and glanced at him, he was a little surprised and his face was embarrassed.

However, for at most two seconds, he sighed in a low voice, shook his head helplessly, and put down his phone again.

on stage.

“... Love is part of right and wrong, teach lovers to never say goodbye again.” Felicia Ling finished singing a song again, bowed to thank the audience, and then turned to the enthusiastic applause of the audience and walked backstage.

At this moment.

Felicia Ling stopped, stopped in place, looking at the MC with a puzzled face.

What the hell is he doing? There is no such link in training!

The host dared not look Felicia Ling in the eyes, and faced the audience with a sensation: "Miss Ling*have an achievement today, which is inseparable from the love of the audience and fans, not least of all, and that was also inseparable from the gifts and support from the seniors. We have invited our distinguished special guest, Media Asia Entertainment owner, and internationally renowned Oman director Zhuang, to come on stage to express our most heartfelt prayers to Miss Ling * and give the warmest hug! "

As soon as the voice came out, Oman Zhuang in the first row of the audience stood up. He turned around and waved his hand to the audience behind him. Then he could not wait to walk onto the stage, looking at Felicia Ling, his eyes gradually hotter.

“Damn it, what are you doing!” The audience behind couldn't believe it.

Who is Felicia Ling? One of the most popular Artists, the innocent persona erected was the goddess in the hearts of countless hanging silks.

Oman Zhuang, the disgusting fat man, wants to hug our goddess? !

It can be tolerated!

Wuuaaaahhh...

There was a commotion in the auditorium. The fanatics, the irrationals, the ulterior motives, as well as the true fans of Felicia Ling, left their seats one by one, some rushed onto the stage, and some rushed straight to Oman Zhuang. Chaotic scene. Someone has fallen and a stampede is almost happening!

and yet.

Behind the curtain of the stage, Karin Wei did not go to the dressing room at all to find Elly Lin. Instead, he stared at every movement on the stage and auditorium. At this moment, his heart shrieked sharply, picked up a walkie-talkie, and shouted: "Tianwang Security, Maintain law and order on the scene, no one should be hurt! "

Wusss!

Fifty figures, shot almost at the same time!

Tianwang Group's security, Ana is personally selected, the elite pensioner of the Long Group and over 30 special fighters!

More than a dozen spectators who rushed down from the stage were blocked by a powerful figure, and they could not pass through the thunder pond. This security guard himself blocked the pedestrian path steadily!

the other bodyguards moved quickly, swiftly crossing the auditorium, his arms steadily rising and descending, and he forced the audience who had just returned.

There were also more than 20 bodyguards who quickly rushed onto the stage to build a theme. The audience, the fans, don't think you can get on stage!

Including Oman Zhuang, everyone is blocked under the stage!

“Quiet everything!” At this time, Felicia Ling had already reacted, picked up the microphone, and started singing again: “Tap your gently asleep heart, and slowly open your eyes.

Chants sounded, the enthusiasm of many fans were silent in an instant, and the urge that was about to happen was gone.

“Job!” Under the stage, Oman Zhuang stared intently at the security guard in front of him and returned to the auditorium with a curse.

Next to him, a grim male assistant lowered his voice: "Director Zhuang, otherwise, I will rearrange again?"

“Out!” Shouted Oman Zhuang, then turned to look at Felicia Ling on stage again, stuck out her tongue and licked her lips, and smiled coldly: “Take her out for dinner tonight. Yanjing Hotel has a nice room upstairs! If I can't fuck this little girl, I'll write my name upside down! "

Assistant guy scolded. After listening to Oman Zhuang's words, he immediately nodded: "I'll arrange it now!"