There was a surge of emotion in his ears, just like the autumn soldiers on the battlefield. All of them were bursting with fierce momentum. Suk could feel that they were looking for No. 52 with red eyes. I'm afraid that if one of them suddenly admitted it, he would immediately become the target of public criticism.

Fu Lingshan was also looking at the scene with a smile on her face. In fact, she was also curious about which person she would choose, male or female, old or young.

It can't be denied that Fu Lingshan's charm is not only young boys and girls, but also some men in their 30s and 40s. Although they will treat each other equally, if they can see a pleasant fan, they will feel happy to give a hug.

"I wipe, boss, you are number 52!" Wang Xiaogang looked at the number in his hand, with a melancholy disappointment on his face, like a frosted eggplant, but in a flash, he turned to look at Suk.

Maybe it's because Wang Xiaogang is so emotional that he doesn't deliberately control his volume. Moreover, on such occasions, the sound of all numbers will become extremely sensitive, let alone 52! [

a stone stirs up a thousand waves. Suk looks at Wang Xiaogang and grabs his number slip. Then he shouts to the host on the stage: "here is 52!" Suddenly there is a feeling like a grain in the back, it seems that he has become a thorn in the eye of the public in a twinkling of an eye. I wish I could get rid of it soon.

"Oh! Our lucky man is a handsome man The host followed Wang Xiaogang's voice, and soon locked to Suk. Today Suk is still wearing the beige windbreaker that Snow White gave him. Every penny is worth every cent. The windbreaker of more than 10000 yuan should always be eye-catching.

It became the focus of the eyes of the public. Suk took a deep breath in all kinds of envious and jealous eyes, and then soon his face was replaced by some bashful expression.

"Well! Now let's welcome this 52 man on the stage! " The host took the lead to clap and looked at Suk with a smile, while Fu Lingshan over there was also smiling at Suk.

Suk is not tall and powerful, but she looks like a scholar with short hair, especially her eyes are very black and bright. In general, Fu Lingshan doesn't reject Suk, which may be a better result.

"Go! boss! What are you doing? " As soon as Wang Xiaogang saw that Suk hadn't moved for a long time, he quickly touched his arm. If Suk didn't move again, he would have to stand up for his brother.

It has to be said that Burberry's windbreaker is definitely a powerful tool for men to wear B. Suk's action on the stage is neat, delicate and delicate. He can even show his extraordinary charm. But at the moment when one leg just came on the stage, the expression on his face suddenly changed.

"Task: pinch Fu Lingshan's buttocks; reward: a set of meteorite magnetic needles."

In the space of the flower picking system, the new task prompt refreshed on the screen really surprised Suk? hips?

What's the occasion now? Brand endorsement Conference! I'm afraid I can't run out if I pinch it. These crazy fans at the bottom will directly kill me to pieces. What's more, all of our reporter friends are facing the stage with long guns and short cannons. I'm afraid they will magnify their tiny movements to the very least.

If someone captures this, his criminal evidence will be confirmed. If he is sent to the Bureau, even the evidence collection can be omitted.

But what is this meteorite needle?

Acupuncture needle! Tiangang 36 needles, a total of 36, are extracted from tianwai meteorite iron, which contains vitality and magnetism. They are sharp tools for needling. They were obtained when chunyuyi died in the Western Zhou Dynasty, but they have never been found.

Chunyuyi loved medicine since childhood. He once worshipped Gongsun Guang and Gongcheng Yangqing as his teachers and studied pulse book and medicine theory of Huangdi and bianque. He was famous for looking, smelling, asking and cutting. He wrote the first medical case in the history of Chinese medicine

"Hi! Hello

Fu Lingshan looked at Suk, who had already stood in front of her eyes. She spoke with a voice like a warbler in an empty valley, and opened her hands as she spoke: "thank you for supporting me!"

"That's what I should do!" Suk doesn't know what to say to respond. After all, before that, she didn't even remember her name, but now she wants to pretend to be a senior fan. I hope she doesn't show up, or she will be embarrassed.

However, watching Fu Lingshan open her arms, such a smart and fairy like beauty, making such a move, I'm afraid the world can't make peace of mind. Suk is no exception. For no reason, her heart beats faster, even her cheeks suddenly become hot.

When she saw that Suk looked like a mimosa, she lowered her head. Fu Lingshan knew that this was a pure boy. In fact, she was afraid that someone would take the opportunity to hold out a salty pig's hand at the beginning. Now she finally put her heart down and stepped forward.

Suk felt a kind of elegant fragrance coming to him. He also opened his hands with a stiff head. His heart beat faster than the limit. There was only one thought in his mind: pinch it! Pinch it!

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