Quick Transmigration System: Male God, Come Here

  Chapter 569 Superstar (18)

  When you come to the bar, there are all kinds of people, and the lights are flickering, and the drinks are charming.

   This combination aroused all the hostility in people.

  The people in the audience rolled up their sleeves one after another, and rushed forward with red eyes, trying to beat He Nanxi, an arrogant kid, to the ground.

  He Nanxi was originally in a grumpy and gloomy mood. When provoked by these people, he raised his foot and kicked violently, and he kicked off the stage one by one.

   There is quite the momentum that one man should be the one who is in charge.

  Bai Weiwei said to the system: "These legs are too strong."

  The system flipped through the information and clicked on the details, "Well, he has studied Taekwondo for many years, and he likes to kick sandbags with his feet when he gets angry."

  So the way he kicked people was kicking people like sandbags.

  Bai Weiwei: "... In the future, if I accidentally reveal my secrets, or abuse him to make him unhappy, will I be kicked by him like a sandbag?"

  System: "It doesn't matter, beating is kissing or scolding is love, two kicks are deeply emotional, once kicked, the favorability will increase."

  Bai Weiwei: "..."

   If you want to have a deep relationship with the system in the future, can you kick it a few times?

  No matter how good He Nanxi is, his legs can't stand up to the gang fights of so many people.

  Someone hit him hard with a wine bottle, in this direction, it would hit Bai Weiwei.

  He Nanxi's eyes shrank, and he turned sideways in a little embarrassment.

  However, he couldn't avoid another person's fist. His face was hit hard, and the **** smell immediately filled his mouth.

  He Nanxi had no expression on his face. He bent his feet and hit the abdomen of the person who beat him with his knee, knocking him down with one blow.

  But the mask on his face fell off, revealing his youthful and handsome face.

  Some people think he looks familiar, "Looks so much like He Nanxi?"

   "Who is it?"

   "The king of scumbags, that rotten person who takes drugs and commits suicide and bullies others."

   "...It does look like, if it's really him, how can you still have the face to go out?"

  He Nanxi's expression was cold, and he really wanted to pretend to be indifferent.

  But the body was unable to move.

   Even Bai Weiwei pushed him away and left from his arms.

   He didn't stop.

  He couldn't suppress his mind, and immediately returned to the last time he took the stage.

  When he just opened his mouth to sing, the people below booed him.

  He endured the humiliation and planned to finish singing the song.

   But more and more people let him roll off the stage.

  A girl who used to be his die-hard fan ran onto the stage with flowers.

  He thought he still had supporters, and was just about to smile.

  The girl threw the flowers away, reached out and smashed a rotten egg on his face.

   "Scumbag, why do you still have the face to sing on stage? Being a fan of you is a stain on my life."

   That egg completely stunned him.

   Also completely smashed his self-confidence.

   And now it seems to be a reproduction of the scene at that time.

  People in the audience cast contemptuous glances one after another, notifying one another.

   "Hey, come and see the scum, it's that He Nanxi."

   "The one in the entertainment industry? I used to like his songs."

   "Fuck, it's really him. He thought the news was smearing him. Looking at him like this, he is a scumbag."

  Those people laughed mockingly, like a wave.

  Han Nanxi pursed his lips tightly, and couldn't help but put his hands in his pockets and squeezed them hard.

  Her eyes flashed a few traces of helplessness.

  Although his back was straight, his muscles were trembling all the time.

  It’s like a child who has done something wrong. Facing the accusations of everyone, he can only stand still and dare not resist.

  Amid the ridicule of others, he wanted to escape, but he couldn't move his legs.

  Suddenly, there was a clear and clear shout, "You are the scum, with ugly faces, poisonous hearts and stupid brains, walking on two legs, looking like there are no people, you have not learned the quality of people."

  (end of this chapter)