Chapter 121

In an instant, Lu Nancheng felt green, but the feeling soon dissipated. Song Jin returned to her seat and pulled his sleeve happily.

"Lunan City, I feel my idol's hand, generous and warm."

He faintly hum a voice, sink down of facial expression hide in faint in, the emotion in the eye is suppress to live, have not exposed at all.

Song Jin opened her hands and looked around, reaching out to Lu Nancheng: "don't I wash my hands at night? But what about a bath? "

She puzzled, he looked at the eyes of white fingers, five fingers slender lovely, directly put his hand up rub down, and tightly hold down, bad mind pulled the corner of the mouth: "now don't tangle."

As if she had been poured a basin of water on the spot, she raised her hand and beat him on the chest with a small fist. Lu Nancheng did not resist, but she was laughed and raised her hand to press her in her arms.

"Lu Nancheng, you're a shaking M."

"Well, I am."

Song Jin was held in his arms, close to his warm chest, and even clearly felt his heartbeat. At first, she didn't notice anything. Later, she reacted and immediately separated from his arms. They were so close that Lu Nancheng didn't let go.

Her small body just fell in his arms, perfect fit, let him a bit reluctant.

Song Jin watched the singer come again, and then rushed to the front to shake hands. She was dragged back by Lu Nancheng and sat down honestly.

The biggest advantage of being close to the stage is that she can see clearly. She doesn't have a camera, so she has to shoot with her mobile phone. The effect of shooting close to the stage is OK. Song Jin, who almost never sends a message to her circle of friends, accidentally sent one today.

Lu Nancheng sees her playing tricks with her mobile phone, and her eyes naturally fall on her. Suddenly, the back row is restless, and a young man rushes over, almost wiping Song Jin.

He pulled people into his arms quickly, but fortunately he didn't bump into her.

Song Jin was also surprised. She didn't know what the man was doing. She frantically rushed out of the room and the security personnel scrambled to the stage. With a bucket of things in his hand, she opened it while running. She was sensitive to the smell of gasoline.

Lu Nancheng also sniffed out that her face sank, and even pressed her restless in her arms. There were many people at the scene. If there was an accident, it was easy to stampede.

The wonderful performance on the stage continues. The psycho suddenly pours the gasoline on himself and pours on him. Song Jin's close-up is breathtaking. The security guard immediately follows him and drags him down before he ignites the fire.

The sudden agitation did not affect the performance on the stage, but let the audience see it. The one who was far away thought that he was just running up. Only the one who was close knew that it was a major accident.

The man was pressed down by several security guards, still in a frenzied clamor, trying to earn away, passing by Song Jin, there was a strong smell of gasoline.

She frowned and said, "what are you doing here if you want to commit suicide?"

"Psycho."

"How did he get his gas in?"

"Maybe it was planned."

Old aunt is more and more don't understand now young, suicide also ask a attention?

She looked back at the young man who was held down by several security guards. Suddenly, he caught fire and turned into a fireball.

Lu Nancheng was shocked by the screams behind him. When he looked back, he happened to see the fireball running frantically, surrounded by people. The painful groan of the man who was burned by the fire spread to the people close to him.

"My God."

The crowd around them screamed and fled. Some people ran to the exit, and some people ran to the front stage. Their side was full of people. Lu Nancheng stood up and protected her in her arms. Song Jin felt the squeeze from the people around her. In addition to the hot weather, she could hardly breathe.

Now the escape exit is blocked by the crowd and can't walk at all. Lu Nancheng lifts her up, takes her through the crowd and lets her step on his body and climb onto the stage.

Because of the unexpected situation on the scene, the performance on the stage was forced to stop, and today's concert was full of twists and turns.

Song Jin stood on the high stage and looked at Lu Nancheng, who was almost no place to settle down. She felt warm and wanted to pull him up. She immediately stretched out her hand.

"No, you stay up there and don't move."

The man on fire had been put out and lay on the ground with his whole body burnt. The staff were sorting out the situation. Soon everyone returned to their seats and the injured were taken away.

The farce lasted for more than 20 minutes. When Song Jin returned to her seat again, her old aunt was still restless. She didn't realize that she was leaning against him and looking at the stage.

Although the episode did not affect the stage performance, but it affected her mood, careful mouth plop plop.

Until the end of the concert, Song Jin was not in a high mood and was led out of the venue by him.

She was sitting in the car shaking the fluorescent stick in her hand. Lu Nancheng saw her appearance in his eyes: "not happy?"

"No, I'm just thinking."

At the moment of the accident, Lu Nancheng's care for her lingered in her heart, making her look at the outside in a complicated mood.His recent behavior is more like a qualified husband than a cooperator, which makes her sad and unexpected.

How can the old lady eat little fresh meat? But she can't stand it. Little fresh meat has an idea of herself. Especially, this man is an excellent Lu Nancheng and an outstanding figure in imperial city. She is outstanding in appearance, morality and ability.

She bowed her head. What if she fell one day?

This is really a difficult problem. She doesn't think about the future. Let's talk about it later.

"Thank you today."

"It should be."

Lu Nancheng drives back to the hotel along the road. Song Jinwo plays with her mobile phone in her seat. She opens her circle of friends and sees Qin Yanran and Su Yirou praise her. The mother and daughter really have a tacit understanding.

She watched a meeting in her circle of friends, and Lu Nanyu praised her when she came out.

She quit wechat and went to Baidu on the Internet. The self Immolation video of today's concert has been hung on the Internet and shot in close range. It's terrible. After watching it, the scene reappears in her mind.

Song Jin forks out the video, and then receives Qin Yanran's call. She changes her mood and picks it up.

"Hello, Xiaojin, is nothing wrong with the concert today?"

"No, thank you for your concern."

Qin Yanran deliberately cares about a few words. Next to her is Lu Nanyu. She intends to let him hear them. First, she proves that she has a good relationship with Song Jin. Second, she makes him feel like a close little cotton padded jacket and adds drama to himself.

"I saw it on the Internet. It's a terrible scene."

"Well, it's really restless."

Qin Yanran whispered to the people beside her. Song Jin heard her on the phone and asked, "who is next to you?"