Chapter 550

Side Story: Courting death, this is a big one now

Side Story: Courting death, this is a big one now

Side Story: Courting death, this is a big one now

"Splash~"

"Splash~"

Two basins of water poured down in succession.

No saving, no forwarding

No saving, no forwarding

The three people who were playing rock music became three drowned rats in an instant.

The three of them were splashed into a startle and looked up at the building one after another.

"What are you looking at? Try playing one more time?"

The one playing the drums in the middle, looking to be in his thirties, seemed not to believe this evil and really played one beat.

"Heh~"

"I have never seen anyone in front of me who is rushing to be beaten."

Tang An's evil fire came up, and she pointed at the other two. "You two, still dare to play?"

The one playing the erhu on the right also didn't believe in evil and also pulled a sound "geng".

The one playing the electric guitar on the left also played a long tail tone.

"Fine, fine, fine."

Tang An threw the basin with a "slap" and went down to greet them.

Shen Huaixia shrank her neck and pulled Tang An.

Tang An then discovered that after she splashed the water, she hid and squatted down, not showing her face. "Are you afraid?"

"I'm not afraid."

"Then why are you pulling me?"

Shen Huaixia pulled Tang An into the dorm and whispered, "That one playing the drums in the middle is called He Buyu, he is a teacher in our school."

"Oh." Tang An didn't feel anything, "What about the other two?" She thought the other two had some very hard backgrounds.

"The two next to him, the one playing guitar is called Li Huainan, the one playing erhu is called Lu Yun."

"How do you know so clearly?"

"Sigh, the three of them have long been famous in the school; it is said that they are cheap every morning, playing and singing in the boys' and girls' dormitories, fighting every day, making the students mourn."

"And then?"

"No then."

"No complaints?"

"Complained, but the three of them have mouths that can talk too well, always able to confuse black and white, and the principal's punishment was not heavy or light."

"Oh~" Tang An nodded and weighed the Merit Golden Brick.

Beating these things a few times is purely increasing merit.

Tang Alu and A Ji hurriedly grabbed Tang An's arms from left and right, "That's a teacher, An'an, can't hit."

"Heh, I hit the teacher." Tang An was just about to make a move when she found they had already pedaled the tricycle and ran away.

"Run? Can you run away?"

She came to the balcony, aimed at the three people, and flicked a strand of Dharma power.

Then she took out her megaphone and used magic to record a few sentences, sending them to their tricycle.

"Come hit me~"

"You, come here!"

"If you have the ability, come hit me, lue lue lue~"

"Whoever doesn't come to hit us is a grandson!"

"Whoever doesn't chase and hit is spineless!"

In an instant, both sides of the whole road, as well as the balconies of the dormitory building, all lit up with red light.

I have never heard of such a person who is so asking for a beating and still dares to be so arrogant.

"Grab the tools, dry him!"

"Do it!"

"Stop them, hurry!"

"Beat them to death for me!"

"Damn it, lift up my Italian cannon!"

A tricycle was running wildly on campus without being able to brake, and behind the tricycle was an increasingly large violent army joining in.

At first glance, I thought it was a movie about zombies besieging survivors.

But looking closely, you can notice that the wheels on the tricycle were almost smoking!

The person riding the bike and the person sitting on the bike were fixed by magic and couldn't move at all; they simply had bitterness they couldn't speak of.

Originally wanted to be a bit cheap, didn't expect it to be completely big!

After this battle, the three of them will have to be honest for a while because of the group fight.

Next time not honest? Then clean up next time, can there be anyone Tang An can't clean up?

A few days later, fan meeting.

Tang An wore a light cyan long dress, designed by Chen Jiuye, a fan in the school.

A Ji, Tang Alu, and Shen Huaixia were responsible for dressing Tang An up beautifully for her appearance.

"Wow~ worthy of me, just good-looking." Tang An appreciated herself in the mirror, full of expectations for the many fans she was about to meet. "Then shall we set off?"

"Set off!"

No saving, no forwarding

The venue for the fan meeting was rented by the number one fan Jiang Jiang.

Many fans came early in the morning and waited in the venue early.

As soon as Tang An and Nezha walked in, it immediately caused an explosive scream and cheer from the audience.

She felt everyone's enthusiasm and couldn't help but lean towards Nezha.

Nezha covered her ears on the side close to the fans, and then, it caused another round of crazy screaming.

That decibel, Nezha couldn't take it a bit.

"An'an, I love you!"

"Yes, yes, yes, we all love you, you are the best!"

"My mom, is this real or fake, I feel like I'm going to faint from happiness."

"An'an, I brought you delicious food, lots of delicious food, and even big pork knuckles."

"Mom, An'an looked at me, she looked at me! Ah!!!"

"Ah! It's Nezha, it's the great god Nezha, the contrast gentleness and thoughtfulness of the God of Slaughter, I won't say who is killed by the sugar."

"I'm going to cry, really going to cry, woo woo woo..."

"An'an, must be well, must be happy."

Tang An walked onto the stage and bowed to thank everyone for their liking.

"Hello everyone, my name is Tang An."

A neat sound immediately rang out from the audience. "Tang from Tang Zhenzhu, An for peace and safety!"

Tang An was surprised and moved, and also wanted to laugh a little.

"It seems that my Tang An's name is still quite loud."

Speaking of this, Tang An looked around the venue, seemingly looking for a figure. But unfortunately, she hadn't found it yet.

The process of the fan meeting proceeded as usual.

Tang An shared many interesting things on the road of the West Journey and also said many emotional words.

Before the signing session near the end, there was also a session of drawing fans to interact with her and say a few words.

A girl suddenly stood out, "Are you guys really brainwashed? She said she is Tang An, and a few people in her dorm testified for her, and you believe it?"

"Are you stupid? Do you have a brain? Can something like breaking the wall happen?"

"She looks so good, how could she be An'an?"

Tang An's fist just hardened; hearing this, she felt inexplicably refreshed, and inexplicably like being hit by a muffled punch.

Is this praising her? Or damaging her?

"Also, her figure is so good, her complexion is so good, and she is so gentle, without any airs, can she be An'an?"

Tang An: "..."

Is this a fan with a sesame filling inside a glutinous rice ball in sesame paste???

Oh, I remember, she is that inexplicable female student on the playground a few days ago.

"Are you also a fan of Tang An?"

"Of course."

"What is your name?"

"My name is Gu Qingyue, I'm not afraid of you, no one can pretend to be her, stop deceiving fans here!"

Tang An scratched her forehead, having a tangled feeling of wanting to clean her up but not being able to start.

Forget it, my own fan, can I beat her to death?

Other fans were frantically protecting Tang An and drove this person who disrupted the process out.

"Alright, then next, is the fan interaction session."

"Come on, come on, my little cuties, see what delicious food you brought me." Tang An had long been eyeing the delicious food they brought.

Just at this time, the door of the venue was opened again, and a figure entered silently.

Watching Tang An interacting with fans, she sat in the very last seat. Since she entered, the corners of her mouth never stopped rising, her eyes full of gentleness and emotion looking at her own daughter.

PS: A few fans could not be contacted for the lottery event two days ago, and the reply comments were swallowed.

They are (Du Ai Jin Jin) (Zhang Ruoxuan) (National First-Class Retreat Drum Performance Master) (Zhang Haining)

Four book fans, please enter the Tomato fan group as soon as possible to contact me, @ me directly after entering the group, and send your name and what you want to say. The deadline is before 6 PM tomorrow afternoon; if you haven't entered the fan group to send a message, it will be too late to write into the book, and it can only be regarded as invalid, ha.