I’m A Baller

When the fireworks cleared and the mood of the audience calmed down a bit, the person in charge led by Ae found Wang Yan.

"Boss, the other party is entrusted by those and would like to invite you to the backstage to meet."

Wang Yan was taken aback: "Why do you see me?"

The foreigner didn’t see anything, he opened his hand and hugged it up: "uaresuperher! aireyueryuh!"

Oh, if you shoot like this, then we can have a chat...

Seeing that there was enough time, Wang Yan decided to go and meet the group.

Brother Gou has always respected talented people. He doesn't care if they have money or not. Anyway, Xiao Wang has no money.

Oh, why am I being a black king...

Coming to the background is actually a warehouse for stacking things.

God, Uncle Tie, Hardcore, Belgian brothers... a group of electronic music giants swarmed.

"Aang!"

"An, likeyu!"

Brother Gou shook hands and bumped their chests one by one, with an atmosphere, but his smile was very sincere.

Most of the big guys who play electronic music like racing, so I saw Wang Yanthi's affection.

Speed ​​and passion have always been one.

While driving fast, he shook his head with the electronic sound, and the co-pilot sat down with a beautiful girl and vomited. It’s a fairy day.

But like it belongs to like it, in fact, they are all amateur players, just a bunch of rookies.

Commonly known as a big addiction to food.

Everyone has seen Wang Yan’s video of picking up the car from the fire to the explosion on the fuel pipe.

I felt that I saw the gods, and I wanted to kneel down and worship.

Foreigners don't have much culture. They don't like the rainbow farts in China, and they shout out every one of them, which is rare and strange, so the nickname of Brother Gou is fixed.

Today, they just want to take the opportunity to have a relationship with Ga's dog, take a group photo and post a Facebook page or something.

Group photos can be taken, but Wang Yan resolutely put on a hat, mask and big sunglasses.

Everyone can understand.

In fact, there are not a few people who like to wear masks on stage. For example, lanalker, who is about to go on stage, basically never shows his face.

Apart from being more handsome, Wang Yan is nothing special.

After a noisy chat, Brother Dog’s Boston Lobster English is quite good enough. During this period, from time to time, a wave of rich second generations came over to take photos with the great gods to sign.

These people who are engaged in electronic music often stay in nightclubs. They don't sound like celebrities. In fact, they have a good reputation in the hearts of fans.

As a result, the rich second-generation gang was very embarrassed after they came.

Everyone loves to take care of each other, the autographed group photos are very perfunctory, and then as soon as the perfunctory is over, they go over and chat with Wang Shen in full swing.

The difference is too obvious. Hey!

When the gods stepped down, Wang Siming brought Fanfan and his younger brother over to join in the fun, but the treatment was similar.

Who cares about the son of the richest man in a foreign country?

It's not you who paid today!

Uncle Tie was very smooth, and took Wang Siming and Fanfan to find Wang Yan: "Wang, I will take you to find Ang, we can chat with him very well."

The original intention was to stop Wang Dashao from being so embarrassed, but when Wang Dashao heard that, he was embarrassed and committed cancer.

Am I looking for him to fuck?

I don't want to rub his side!

Hurry up, Sankeyou Goodbye, goodbye to you...

When Wang Yan was with Hala, he turned around and saw Ye Ziwen and Ye Yuxi again, but they didn't have time to talk, so they waved their hands and fell.

Not long after, Lanalker took Norwegian sister Selin on stage, and a beautiful melody sounded outside.

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Not so irritable, even a beautiful new electronic song.

Wang Dashao mixed in a group and swayed to the rhythm. Everyone talked about cars, women, and music. There was a relaxed and free feeling.

The sound of a cantata gradually came from outside, and they were a little surprised.

"Walker is more popular in your country than I thought."

"Great atmosphere!"

"Hey, ang, you organized a great ladder climb, trust me, this show will become a classic!"

That's true, Weibo has already started calling me "the godfather of electronic music".

&nbs is a rainbow fart, but no matter from which point of view, Wang Yan has left a valuable fortune to China’s electronic music culture.

For a music festival of this size and lineup, it may be difficult for China to hold the second one.

Who is so crazy to waste money so much?

The stage of the Budweiser Music Festival cost 2.4 million, and the stage of Gou Ge cost 4.2 million, US dollars.

The total cost of Budweiser is less than 20 million. It sells tickets and sells water and wine, and does not allow people to bring their own drinks or food. Big brands only arrange one every day...

How to compare?

Wang Dashao was very happy to be photographed by them.

Not only did I not lose money with this money, but I also shared the happiness with everyone, which is so meaningful!

The beauty was almost over, and Wang Yan was about to go back.

Uncle Tie stopped him: "Wang Shen, do you want to be on stage when the curtain call comes? We can..."

Do not! You can't!

Wang Yan refused decisively. Today, he really doesn't want to show off anymore.

"Although it is a pity, we respect your opinion."

So Brother Gou retreated and went back to find Xiao Liuli and the others.

After all the shows were over, we unexpectedly returned to the stage collectively and played a thief song

The electronic version of the birthday song!

Among the screams of the audience, 14 people shouted in unison: "ang, happy rope day!"

Although it's a bit ridiculous, it's proper to arrange the noodles.

There was also an audience member who followed and shouted: "Happy birthday Wang Shen!"

Liu Li hugged the dog tightly, moved and proud of him. Ua kissed him and sent his blessings.

"Happy birthday, my stinky **** bastard!"

Young Master Wang felt very happy.

But, there is a little futility in happiness.

On such a terrible day, you used "stinky", "bad", and "rogue" to describe me in succession. Are you implying anything?

Before I could think about it, Nawu slapped her over.

"Birthday Card for Dog!"

There was a bang on the back, really hard.

Another hint?

Brother Gou was a little shivering, but the emperor dance girlfriends did not let him go. U U Reading www.uukanshu.com

One by one, either quietly pinched or took the opportunity to step on her foot. She was still tall and rubbed Wang Yan's hair into a chicken coop.

Brother Gou not only couldn't say anything, but also smiled and thanked him.

He was very frustrated and frightened.

The little sisters have already discussed it...what kind of routines follow?

The private banquet will be going to happen soon!

Wang Yan was already wary, but he could do nothing.

If they want to make trouble, they can't stop it unless they don't meet again.

Don't mention the impossible. It's better to think about how to adapt to the situation when the time comes.

You are already a rounded tens of billions. You must learn to solve problems in a big way!

Uh, has anyone faced such a situation?

The big brother Wang thought and thought, and almost despaired of himself.

How can there be such a precedent in the interior?

There are a lot of rich people who love to play, but they don’t have such a difficult challenge...

Those who have no money are best friends in a dormitory.

Those who are rich have a net worth of tens of billions.

When I think of Lao He's appearance as a slave girl, the dog's legs are a little trembling... I can't do it!

However, no matter how difficult it is, the one that should come will come.

The festival ended on time, and Ae took the security guard and led Wang Yan and his party away from the side.

Back to the hotel, first go to the presidential suite to change clothes.

Then go straight to the banquet hall.

Wang Yan is the host who has to come first. Liu Li, Pingzhi and the others need to wait a while to change their clothes and ink stains.

Talking about the arrangements with the brothers in the Speed ​​Alliance, Wang Yan saw the barrel of the gun from a distance.

The gun bore standing there by itself, but he didn't follow He Miaomiao's side.

Hearing Wang Yan's gaze, the barrel raised his eyebrows with a meaningful smile.