Bai Muyou recalled the situation at that time, but he was still full of stutters, which were so many stutters that were speechless.

——[6: You don’t know where I was standing like a fool at that time, and the mask almost scared me!]

——[Three: Tsk, fortunately you have a mask, otherwise the picture would be great.]

——［Seven: Tsk tsk, I dare not imagine the picture.

--[six:……]

——[Three: Alas? I suddenly remembered that the fourth brother didn’t know the identity of the Third Master? Why have I never heard him mention it?]

When He Yao mentioned this, Bai Muyou suddenly realized this.

——[Sixth: I almost forgot, Lao Si, what's going on?]

Qi Sijin: "..."

Qi Sijin thought he was fascinated.

I was confused when Bai Muyou said that Qi Jingci was the leader of the J organization.

He was wondering whether he was really Qi Jingci's nephew?

Why does this kind of thing happen at all, no matter how hard he is, no, knowing what is happening?

——[Fourth:...Don't ask me, I'm also fascinated.]

——［7: Don’t expect the fourth brother. He is abroad all year round. He doesn’t know much about the Qi family. I don’t know much about me. What’s the use of asking him?

A hint of disgust appeared in Bai Muyou's eyes.

——［Six: Tsk, useless.

--[Four:……]

Qi Jingci looked at Bai Muyou's words with a strong disgust. The back teeth were grinding, making Qi Mowei look at him with a little strange look.

"What's wrong?" Qi Mowei asked.

She stood beside him, holding a ticket for the concert and a bunch of support items, blocking her vision. She had to tilt her head and stretch her neck and lean over to look at his cell phone.

There was a crowded fan base around, mostly young girls of eighteen or nineteen years old, each holding a bunch of support items like Qi Mowei, with excitement and excitement on his face, and kept tiptoing to look at the team ahead. I guess how long it would take to get to him.

The venue, which was not a very spacious, was now almost difficult to move a step because it was crowded with fans who heard the news.

Qi Sijin stood beside Qi Mowei. In the past half hour, he could feel his foot being stepped on no less than ten times.

He took a deep breath, pressed the screen of his phone back into his pocket, forcing himself to calm down, and asked with a stoichi, "How long will it take to come to us?"

He really can't help it if he stays there!

Qi Mowei stood on tiptoe and looked at the number of people in front of her, counted it roughly, and said, "There should be dozens of them, it's almost done, wait a little longer."

Qi Sijin grinded his teeth: "That's what you said half an hour ago."

He was so crazy that he promised this dead girl to see a bad concert!

Qi Mowei curled her lips at him, "Oh, wait a little longer, I've been waiting for half an hour, I'm a little patient."

Qi Sijin finally couldn't stop her expression and said impatiently: "What a broken concert! It will take so long to enter the venue?"

"Break the concert?" Qi Mowei narrowed her eyes, snorted softly, and threatened: "Believe it or not, I will shout out what you said just now. The fans here can tear you alive on the spot."

"..." Qi Sijin pursed her lips and looked around, consciously not arguing with her.

Just this number of people, let alone tearing him up, one person can drown him with one mouthful of spit.

"I said, can you pursue it a little? Why do you choose such a traffic singer when you listen to a concert?"

Qi Sijin really doesn't understand that as the daughter of the Qi family, there are so many world-class music masters who invite her to concerts, but she doesn't listen to them, but she just comes here to listen to concerts of popular celebrities.

What kind of distorted brain circuit is this?

Qi Mowei rolled her eyes and glanced at him disdainfully, "You know what a fool! I'm here to listen to the concert? I'm going to see my brother!"

Qi Sijin: "???" What brother? When did she even appear?

Qi Mowei's expression suddenly became frustrated, she pouted and said with a depressed look: "My brother hasn't posted a blog for half a month. I have no face to lick me like a mummy."

“…”

What are you talking about?

Qi Sijin felt that he couldn't see through what these star-chasing girls were thinking.

He was about to speak up to her, but she grabbed her and rushed forward.

"Hurry! It's time to get there! Go quickly, otherwise you won't have time to watch your brother warm up."

Qi Sijin: "..."

He has never been so stupid in his life!

A woman forced her to wear a support hairband that was seriously inconsistent with him. She was the kind that would shine. She was dragged and ran all the way into the venue.

That speed is no different from when escaping from famine.

Qi Sijin silently clasped the hat of the sweatshirt and covered his face tightly.

You must not find him!

Otherwise, the Qi family's face would be thrown away!

Qi Mowei pulled him around and wandered around the place for a long time before finding a seat. After sitting down, Qi Sijin immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

It's so deadly, it's finally over.

He watched Qi Mowei take out the support items little by little, and looked serious as if he was taking some exam. He couldn't help but say, "Isn't it just a face? Could he grow into a celestial immortal? Besides, even if it is a celestial immortal, our family has two faces, my third uncle and I, isn't it enough for you to see?"

Qi Mowei stopped, raised her head and rolled her eyes at him, "Have you ever heard of 'Entering the Zhilan Room, and not smelling the fragrance for a long time'? When you and Uncle San have been young, anyone will get tired of seeing you, right?"

Qi Sijin immediately opened her eyes wide, unable to believe what she heard.

Qi Mowei was still saying: "To be honest, I look at you now and feel that you have a little bit of...well, public face."

"What did you say?!"

Qi Sijin finally couldn't help it, and stood up and asked her loudly, which attracted everyone around her to look at her side.

He stretched out his hand and pointed at his handsome and eccentric face, letting her touch her conscience to confirm her words just now, "You said I look like a public? Ah?"

His lungs were almost irritated!

Is this dead girl’s aesthetic taste chewed by a dog? He actually thinks he looks like a popular face?

If you have the ability, you can find another popular face like him! If you can find it, he will call her dad!

Yes, Qi Sijin is very confident about his appearance. Please note that this is not narcissism. The narcissistic people described in this author generally do not have a good ending.

Even if his face is placed in the entertainment industry, it will instantly kill a group of young and handsome guys and be regarded as a facial features.

However, in her mouth, it turned into a public face for no reason?

Qi Sijin felt that he had received an insult.

Feeling the surprised gazes from the fans around him, Qi Mowei frowned, pulled him down by the corner of his clothes, and comforted him softly: "Okay, okay, I know, my eldest nephew is the most handsome, okay? Let's watch the concert first?"

After saying that, before Qi Sijin could answer, she stuffed a pink support stick to him and asked him to lift it up and shake it together.

Qi Sijin looked at the light-catching support stick in her hand: "..."
Chapter completed!