Chapter 880

"Oh

Lu Jixiang nodded.

Finally, she asked, "by the way, whose assistant and agent do you say you are? Do I know him? "

"Of course

Emily's face was exaggerated. She said, "Don! Don't you know don? "

Lu Jixiang's expression is very confused.

Who is Tang?

Emily pointed in the direction of the concert and said, "it's eerbus. Hehe, his English name is still given by me. It starts with e like me!"

Lu Jixiang sighed and said, "I'm sorry. I think you've got the wrong person. I don't know him."

With that, I'm about to leave.

Emily reached for her and was surprised: "don't you know don?"

Lu Jixiang shook his head.

Emily obviously didn't believe it, and she said, "if you don't know him, why do you want to come to his concert?"

Lu Jixiang was very strange: "how did you find me?"

Emily smiles.

She said: "now tickets are bought under the real name system. Just pay a little attention to it. Besides, you are still in the front row. Of course, I have to go through it myself!"

Lu Jixiang broke down.

However, there are doubts in her heart.

When listening to the concert just now, why did she get familiar with that superstar repeatedly?

Now, Emily's words remind her.

Is he really an acquaintance?

But it's strange that if she really knew such a powerful superstar, how could she not be impressed?

"Come on, let's go backstage!"

Emily is very enthusiastic. She pulls Lu Jixiang to run.

"Ah, ah, ah..."

Lu Jixiang struggles.

However, she can't make it off at all. Emily has a lot of strength. She is very flexible in her seven inch high heels.

In the blink of an eye, they entered the backstage smoothly.

"Sister Emily!"

"Sister Emily!"

All the way, all the staff were very polite to Emily.

Emily also nods one by one to respond. She pulls Lu Jixiang to turn left and right with a smile. Somehow, she turns to the bottom of the stage.

At this time, it happened that the boy came down from the stage to change his clothes.

"Don

Emily called.

The young man opened his hands and nodded to let the staff change his clothes for him. At first hearing Emily's voice, he naturally turned back, his silver hair and tail flicked slightly.

His eyes were as deep as a calm lake.

But it was his beautiful face that killed him.

Such a distance, but a few meters away, Lu Jixiang held his breath, staring, staring.

"Running around again. Don't get lost like last time."

The young man said in a soft voice, which was very pleasant, just like a slow cold stream.

Emily was excited.

She pointed to Lu Jixiang beside her and said: "don, look who I brought!"

The boy looked over.

His eyes are amazing.

However, when I saw Lu Jixiang, there was no waves on her delicate face.

"Who is she?"

The tone was almost cold.

Emily was surprised.

"Don, isn't she in your wallet?"

"Start the countdown!" Next to the staff suddenly out of the voice, he pinched the time, began to Countdown: "5! 4！ 3！ 2！ 1！”

The upper stage opens again.

The young man has taken back his sight and slightly tilted his head. His rebellious profile looks like the cold moonlight.

His appearance is completely strange.

Lu Jixiang frowned.

The youth has returned to the shining stage.

On the other hand, Emily couldn't figure it out.

"What happened to don?"

Lu Jixiang smiles bitterly, turns to look at Emily and says, "look, I'll say you recognize the wrong person."

Emily pouted. She was pathetic. Her lovely appearance didn't match her dress.

Lu Jixiang turned and walked out.

However, after a few steps, she seemed to think of something and suddenly stopped.

Emily looked at her expectantly.

Lu Jixiang looks back. Laughing shamelessly: "well, can I ask eerbus for some autographed photos? Er, I have a few friends who like him very much. Anyway, I'm here. If it's convenient, just sign some for me, OK? "

The lounge was quiet, in sharp contrast to the noise outside.

Lu Jixiang sat in the sofa, patiently waiting while curiously looking at the layout of the room. In fact, it's nothing special. It's basically the same as what she saw in TV dramas. All kinds of gorgeous clothes and make-up mirrors are filled with all kinds of gifts, which are mostly from fans.

After sitting for a while, Lu Jixiang was really bored, so she got up from the sofa and walked to the table with curiosity.

She carefully looked at the messages from those fans, but was surprised to find that this beautiful young man, who was popular all night, almost took all men, women, old and young. The message cards were full of love words, and the writing was very touching, which made her fascinated.

GADA!

A strange noise came from the door.

Lu Jixiang looked up.

The young man is walking in, wearing a gorgeous white robe. The dress of a medieval Prince makes him more noble and cool.

"Er..."

Lu Jixiang was stunned.

The youth also saw her, beautiful eyebrows slightly frown up.

He did not speak.

Lu Jixiang swallowed her saliva, waved the card in her hand and said, "well, I'm your fan. Hello!"

Then he bowed respectfully to him.

When he raised his head again, he was surprised to find that the boy did not know when he came to her.

He is tall and tall, a head higher than Lu Jixiang.

Therefore, at this time, it looked like a king who was superior to his subjects.

"Fans?"

Young open thin lips, blue eyes, do not have deep meaning to look at her.

"Yes, yes..."

Lu Jixiang continues to laugh.

The youth is silent, stretch out a hand to take the card in her hand, the line of sight swept up an eye, light: "is this you write?"

"Yes

Lu Jixiang nodded subconsciously.

Wait

She suddenly reacts again. She stares and says: "that... That... You show me first!"