Su Chan and Xiao Xiao were indeed talking about the serious business. Whether Xiao Bailian could sing? Su Chan had a question in her heart. Pei Da’s agent would not show off the rabbit or show off. If Xiao Bailian didn’t let Xiao Bailian sing it officially, Pei Wenchu ​​would not be able to receive relevant resources for Xiao Bailian.

Su Chan has a poor tone and doesn’t know how to see if a person can sing. However, don’t look at Xiao Xiao’s appearance as a little puppy, he debuted in a boys’ talent show.

The cruelty of modern talent shows is comparable to that of some ancient talent shows. Those who can debut are absolutely big shots in singing and dancing.

Su Chan came to participate in this battle royale variety show, and her target was Xiao Xiao.

"I have a friend..." After hearing Su Chan's words, Xiao Xiao began with me having a friend and introduced Su Chan to a place to go.

Xiao Xiao is a musician and has already played a band before participating in the talent show. When they came to Huacheng, their band performed at their friend’s live house. Later, everyone parted ways, but they still kept in close contact with the boss of live house.

"Girls are indeed not suitable to go there alone, otherwise, we will accompany you." Xiao Xiao pulled a young man beside him: "Su Chan, this is our dance pole, Ke Yu."

"When will you have time?" Su Chan was moved.

"Let me ask." Xiao Xiao contacted his agent, asked for a while, and looked at Su Chan awkwardly: "There is no time recently, why don't you arrange it on Christmas Eve?"

"Did you not have any activity on Christmas Eve?" Su Chan was shocked.

Su Chan definitely doesn't believe that there are no performances on Christmas Eve for the boy group. If she is the agent of the boy group, during the festival, except for Qingming Festival and Mid-day July, she will have to arrange for her artists.

"Yes, it's just right to open a scene on Lao Xu's side, and it's okay to take you in." Xiao Xiao smiled and said, "The live house I introduced to you is Lao Xu's side."

Su Chan took the tickets given by Xiao Xiao and was in a very good mood. As soon as she went back, she invited Xiao Bailian and Mo Yifei. Xiao Xiao gave her several tickets, and Su Chan was rarely generous at once.

Miss Mo has been dealing with Su Chan for so long and has been in a position of equal exchange or unilateral contribution. The first time I received Su Chan's gift, I was so moved that I almost burst into tears.

"Xiao Xiao! I like the little puppy very much!" On the other end of the phone, Miss Mo was almost excited to jump up: "The position is very good, front row! The scalpers on the front row tickets on the scene have been sold for 1,510 yuan!"

"Damn it, I'm sorry!" Su Chan pinched the ticket in her hand, feeling so distressed that she dripped in her blood. Unexpectedly, the paper handed over by Xiao Xiao was so valuable!

At that moment, Su Chan regretted it.

Unfortunately, Miss Mo didn't give Su Chan a chance to regret it, so she hung up the phone, drove directly to Su Chan's residence, and left happily with the ticket.

Not long after leaving, Su Chan saw this ticket in Miss Mo’s circle of friends.

Compared to Miss Mo who was so happy that she was almost crazy, Xiao Bailian's performance was much calmer. The little girl's dream was to be an actor, she was not very interested in singing, and if she had time to listen to the scene, she might as well read more books on acting and hone her acting skills.

However, the ticket was given by Sister Chan. Even if she was not interested in listening to the scene, Xiao Bailian still spared Christmas Eve time.

As for Mr. Nan, who invited her to spend Christmas Eve before, has been completely forgotten by Xiao Bailian.

On the afternoon of December 24th, Miss Mo rushed to Su Chan and Xiao Bailian's residence early, and then dragged the two of them to make a look regardless of the resistance of the two of them.

"Sister Chan wants to be nice, super good-looking, and a cool, wild and gorgeous one!"

"The little white lotus should be beautiful, super beautiful, and beautiful, pure and lustful!"

When Su Chan heard Miss Mo’s request for stylists, she suddenly felt that any profession is difficult these days. Can human stylists really do it like color palette adjectives?

However, Su Chan still underestimated the stylist. How could a stylist be liked by Miss Mo? The moment Xiao Bailian's stylist was finished, Su Chan knew that this stylist was awesome.

Click!

The sudden sound scared Xiao Bailian. The little girl stared at Su Chan, which happened to meet the camera of Su Chan's mobile phone.

"Sister Chanchan?"

"It looks good, take a photo as a souvenir." Su Chan smiled, and then sent the photo to Nan Zhujue without Xiao Bailian knowing it.

Second-middle male lead: Yes?

Su Chan: It looks good. I plan to take Xiao Bailian to the bar. How do you look at it?

The second male lead: Woman! How dare you take the little silly girl to the bar? I think you don’t want to live anymore!

Su Chan: [Positioning], if you have the ability, come to us.

"What are you doing?" World Will watch Su Chan provoke her own son, and her mind is full of question marks.

"Prepare for the mission." Su Chan smiled.

"What mission?"

"What do you think?" Su Chan narrowed her eyes: "Isn't it your own little jealousy to be happy, and big jealousy to hurt your body?"

The world will is silent, the main task is twenty-nine, and it is indeed the task it prepares. However, Su Chan did not plan to do concert tasks when she did this, and her daughter's career as a singer ended.

Amid the resentment of the world's will, Su Chan made a good look.

"Why do I have to wear so little every time?" After finishing the look, Su Chan picked up the down jacket on the back of the chair and tried to wrap herself up.

These days, stylists are all crazy people. In December, the style she made was actually small leather pants and leather jackets. When the cold wind blew, Su Chan even trembled in the cracks of her bones.

"It's okay, I won't be cold at all when I arrive at the scene." Miss Mo often listened to the scene and watched Su Chan wrap her down jacket, she couldn't help but comfort her.

"It's better to wear a coat." Su Chan rubbed her arms.

"But it looks good. If you don't believe me, please ask Xiao Bailian." Miss Mo pulled Su Chan and shouted to Xiao Bailian: "Little Bailian, do you think your Sister Chanchan looks good?"

"It looks good, it's so beautiful!" Xiao Bailian howled while holding up her cell phone to take a photo: "Sister Chanchan is a hundred times more beautiful than me!"

Lao Xu's live house is the largest live house in Huacheng. It is also the best-in-class in Huacheng. When the three sisters arrived, the performance had not yet begun. Apart from the more conspicuous stage, the scene was no different from ordinary bars.

Miss Mo is a regular visitor in such places. As soon as she comes in, she quickly finds her own rhythm. She first settles Su Chan and Xiao Bailian, and then goes to order drinks for the two of them.

That's right, this place is like a bar, and you can drink alcohol.

"Little Bailian, do you like singing?" Su Chan asked inadvertently.

"I don't like it. The last time I sang was in the kindergarten." Xiao Bailian replied: "I think this kind of environment is a bit noisy."

Su Chan looked like this.

The will of the world is purely a trap for her.

Xiao Bailian sang in kindergarten last time, and she hadn't touched this thing for many years. Maybe she sang worse than her. The will of the world actually wanted Xiao Bailian to hold a concert, which was a dream.

"Little Bailian, have you become an adult?" Miss Mo came over with the waiter: "I ordered orange juice, you drink orange juice, Sister Chan, let's drink wine."
Chapter completed!