Chapter 96 Four Sounds 08 and Flowers

The dynasty is really easy to use.

This is a lot of things that Lin Chen had sought after. In fact, if there is no dynasty, they will spend a lot of time in the process of handling the case. The teenagers on the eternal line of IQ are there. Many times, as long as they ask questions and ideas, they will quickly give the answer over there, which is really convenient to say.

And this is probably one of the reasons why punishment has always taken people.

"A Chen, do you see that there is a milk tea shop over there. In the southeast corner, there is a Hong Kong -style milk tea shop. The perspective in front of the milk tea shop should be very good."

The brisk voice of the young man came, and Lin Chen couldn't help but look at the time. The time he thought and searched was only about twenty seconds. He really didn't know where to find this African child.

"I saw it." He replied.

"I passed a software that cracked WiFi for your mobile phone mailbox. If that milk tea shop owner does not give you the WiFi password, you will crack it yourself!" The dynasty added.

"Do you come from Africa, now milk tea does not provide WiFi how to do business." Conglian Conglian said.

"That may not be given if you don't buy things!"

"Isn't it enough to show the document?" Crimum Conglian said.

Lin Chen accelerated the pace, walked there, listening to the voice of the two, he suddenly felt that even if there was a problem, it would probably be solved.

“可是破解的话，这样不是更酷炫更显得技术流一点吗？”王朝很不满地反驳，然后很得意地给他科普，“阿辰，你知道为毛一定要让你连上wifi吗，因为In the event of an emergency, so many people at the scene, once a large accident occurred, the GAV signal is easily blocked, but if the Internet facilities have not been damaged by violence, it will be more smooth. How about it?"

"I think your worry makes me panic." He replied.

"Oh, don't be afraid of Achen, we have done it in dangerous situations, you have to believe that I will protect you!"

Lin Chen slightly sideways, walking around the crowd, walking towards the milk tea shop, no matter how dangerous?

Then, he thought about it, whispered, "How dangerous is the danger?"

"For example, to rescue a group of precious cultural relics under the pressure of air strikes, deserts, terrorists, wound in the country!"

"Write novels?"

On the other side of the phone, Xing Conglian obviously drawn the dynasty again.

Lin Chen smiled, it was a novel -like life.

Suddenly, he felt that Li Jingtian's singing stopped.

At the end of the song, the singer stabilized, and his breathing was a little thick.

The audience began to scream, and the kind of excitement shouted between or rang was extremely abrupt on the blank background sound.

Just listening to the singer made a low laughter, and the scene was instantly accepted.

He said, "Today, thank you very much for your arrival ..."

His voice was a little low. Although he couldn't see the situation on the stage, Lin Chen still obviously felt the unusual sad atmosphere of the scene.

In principle, he should stop now and listen carefully. However, inexplicably, he started to trot and ran to the milk tea shop pointed out to the Dynasty.

"Do you know how many floors of the shopping mall broadcast room?" He asked the dynasty with his mobile phone, "I need to go to the broadcast room."

"I don't know, there is no broadcast room on the An Sheng International website, I am looking for it, but if it is, or not on the top floor, is it on the first floor and we will bet on the first floor?"

"What to bet, cut directly into the broadcast system."

"Boss, is your civilization, you can cut the broadcast system casually, do you think you are a hacker?"

The two continued to make noise on the other side of the phone, but Xing Conglian obviously had no thoughts to laugh with the dynasty. He said coldly: "I let you do, what you do."

"Okay, okay, don't be fierce."

"Rather the plane map of the mall to another computer, let me see." Cong Conglian continued.

But at this time, Lin Chen had no energy to listen to them, because he found that no matter where the broadcasting room was, he might have been too late to rush there.

Li Jingtian was talking on the stage, but he could not see the specific situation on the stage because of the crowd.

"I know something happened recently, so I was worried about me, and I was really sorry, so although the current timing is also very uncomfortable, I still want to thank everyone ..."

The singer on the stage is true.

Lin Chen looked around. Fortunately, there was a row of dining chairs for people to rest outside the milk tea shop in front. He ran a few steps and quickly stepped on one of them. Before advising him.

What is even more good is that the WiFi password of the milk tea shop is just written at the door of the store. He connected to the wireless network and looked at the signal, which turned out to be full.

He hung up the phone, switched the communication method, stood on the chair, and looked down at the hall.

At this moment, the singer was slightly bowed, and it seemed that the two highly difficult tracks were a little tired because he had only said a while after speaking.

"Don't say that, don't such a scene!"

"Don't do this, we all know Jingtian!"

Take the gap here, the girls have responded.

Just like the sound of their tender and true feelings, the flash of the scene was one after another, and it was exploded like fireworks.

The singer suddenly looked up, and a bright smile appeared on his face. He grinned, showing white teeth, and a sweet dimple on his left cheek. He bowed sincerely, and then said, "In fact, it seems that too much says too much On the contrary, I just want to say that right and wrong and free public forces. Thank you very much for your support. I love you, really. "

"Jingtian!!!! !!! We love you !!!"

The girls waved the support in their hands, they shouted, screamed, and some people even burst into tears.

The mall was noisy again, and the sound sounded briskly in the audio. Unlike the two bitter songs of the previous two songs, this seems to be the first sweet love song. My confession. "

He smiled sweetly, and the fans screamed again.

The scene was noisy, and someone was patting hands with the rhythm, someone shook his head, and some people kept taking pictures.

Lin Chen tightened his mobile phone, and the dynasty seemed to be reporting to his sentence.

"Boss, count, the traffic at the scene is 200 % of the load." The person on the other side of the phone paused, and it seemed to see any incredible scenes, shouting, "Damn, why Zheng Square is in again again Put in! "

After hearing this, Lin Chen's eyes moved to the stage again. The atmosphere on the stage was very good. Fans were singing with singing.

Where is the problem?

He looked at the row of black guests under the stage. Huang Ze and others seemed to start to get up and were preparing to leave. At the same time, fans on the stage were waving a support lantern. Under the stage, it seemed to be arranged by the on -site staff to present flowers.

It was a green rose with lush branches. It was wrapped in pure black and golden paper. The girl's head was covered with a mask, which was not clear.

and many more.

Why do girls presenting flowers wear masks so they don't want to be photographed by others?

But fans occasionally come to the stage, don't they want to take a photo with the star and hug, is it reasonable to cover their faces?

"Xing Conglian, call Zheng Suo immediately!" Lin Chen resisted the urge to jump off his chair and rush to the fence, and shouted to the other end of the phone.

While speaking, the girl in the red dress stepped onto the stage, holding a bouquet of flowers, stepping on the brisk melody.

The singer on the stage also saw someone with flowers. During the interlude, he whistled in tune with the melody, and looked gratefully at the girl in the red dress who was on stage. His eyes were a little grateful, and even a little shy.

The audience almost fell into a sweet love atmosphere.

The distance between the two was getting shorter and shorter, and the breathing between them seemed to be clearly audible. Li Jingtian saw the green roses that covered most of the girl's face, and saw the girl's eyes that became bright because of her enthusiasm. It landed on the bow hairpin on top of her head, he thought to himself, if he hugged later, then his chin might just be on the hairpin.

"Thank you." He took the green rose that the girl handed him, and he responded with embarrassment, but before he could carefully observe the rose in his arms, he was hugged by the girl. As expected, his The chin just touched the top of the girl's fluffy and soft hair, and the rich scent of refreshing lemon shampoo and roses in the nose was intoxicating.

I don't know if it was because of the sudden embrace of the two on the stage that there was a commotion off the stage. In the crowd, his girly fans began to scream, and the girl's way of expressing her excitement was only screaming.

He wrapped his arms around the girl's back, and felt that the person in his arms suddenly stood on tiptoe, and a kiss with a slight rose scent was approaching. He was a little surprised, but it was too late when he wanted to avoid it.

The next moment, he felt that something was wrong on his neck, the girl's white fingers slipped from his neck, and in a trance, he felt that he was pushed away by the girl, and he, the big man, was pushed to the point of being a little unsteady.

Under the stage, there was chaos, still screaming, but the mood in the screaming changed.

No longer enthusiastic and excited, but terrified and helpless, those voices were very shrill, as if a giant palm caught those sweet throats, making the voice hoarse and fearful.

Is it the fear of death?

what happened?

Li Jingtian returned to his senses and looked for the girl who presented the flowers just now, but she only saw the girl jumped from the back of the stage, her black hair drawn a graceful arc in the air, and then her figure disappeared into the secret channel.

His eyes looked back at the prosperous roses in his hands, and the other hand touched his neck, as if he had touched something moist and slippery. He wanted to open his mouth, but suddenly felt that there was no more hair in his throat. Half a syllable out.

The microphone fell heavily to the ground.

There was a deafening roar from the sound, and countless people at the scene covered their ears.

A drop of bright red blood dripped down his neck.