Chapter 177

Zachary glanced at Niu Qiang, who was paralyzed, and turned to leave. He took them to line up to check the ticket.

Sherry came to her senses at this moment. She approached Niu Qiang and said, "Brother Niu, the concert is about to begin. Let's go in."

When Niu Qiang heard this, he was immediately angry. He got up and slapped on Sherry's face. He cursed angrily, "Bitch, it's all because of you. My pharmacy is going to be over. You bitch." While they were talking, the applause kept slapping Sherry's face.

After beating Sherry into a pig's head, Niu Qiang got up and left after a sigh of relief.

As for Sherry, she sat still on the spot with a dull face. Looking at the mocking and mocking eyes of the people around her, she felt dizzy and uncomfortable.

When she turned around, she saw Zachary showing the ticket. The staff said respectfully, "Sir, your tickets are VIP tickets. You can go through the VIP channel and enter in advance. This way, please."

Then in the envious eyes of all the people, they respectfully led them into the VIP channel that they had not been in for a long time.

In a trance, she seemed to see Liu Peipei turn around and give her a mocking smile. Sherry couldn't hold back her anger any longer as a breath poured into her chest. Her eyes went black and she fell to the ground.

The VIP ticket was located in the private room on the second floor of the gymnasium, separated by a large room with a large sofa, a tea table, a TV, and so on. On the front was a huge floor-to-ceiling glass. Through the glass, one could see the panoramic view of the stage. It could be said that this position was the best place for the audience.

The little girls were excited all of a sudden. They took photos and chatted excitedly in the private room, waiting for the concert to begin.

Zachary brought a cup of tea and looked at the young and lively girls playing. It seemed that his mind had become younger.

knock on the door. The three girls

to open the door of the private room and saw Qiao Xiaoxiao in a light green cotton dress with short hair. She tilted her head and looked at

had just been reserved, suddenly became excited when they saw that it was Qiao Xiaoxiao. Liu Feng and Song Yunjia had already rushed over with their mobile phones and mushrooms. They had not been introverted for a long time, but at this moment, their eyes were full

these are your friends!" Qiao Xiaoxiao

Zachary, "Mr. Ching, I didn't expect you to be so extraordinary. Not only did you get the VIP tickets, but you also knew Qiao Xiao. Can you let

at the three girls who were excited and excited, Zachary looked at Qiao Xiaoxiao with

and

autographs and photos taken. Liu Peipei was so excited that she sang a short piece of Qiao Xiaoxiao's song on

although she was a star, she was only an 18-year-old girl. She was only one year older than them for a long time. At

Finally, when she left, she winked at Zachary and said, "Mr. Ching, you can't leave in the middle!

tell you now, it's not a surprise. Anyway, Mr. Ching, you just don't need to leave." Qiao Xiaoxiao's face was full of laughter and

was a little confused and curious. He couldn't help

Goodbye." Before Zachary could finish his words, Qiao Xiaoxiao waved her hand

As they kept asking questions, Zachary could only tell the story

gathered together again and began to whisper and laugh. However, their voices clearly fell

Mr. Ching to know Qiao Xiaoxiao. Now you are in danger." Liu Peipei's face was full

"Whitney, you heard it just now. Mr. Ching and Qiao Xiaoxiao are so familiar with each other. Maybe they have

time since he waved

school student, but the other party was already a famous big star. Whether it was talent, appearance, or family background, he seemed to be inferior to one percent

in a hurry, "Whitney, don't feel inferior. In my opinion, you are no worse than Qiao Xiaoxiao. If you dress up, you will definitely look better than

ordinary friends. Whitney, you still have a lot of chance." Song

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