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Chapter 764 764?

The invitation letter was only for Jun Qing, so he could only let Jun Qing go in alone, so Zhao Yiyi and others naturally had to wait outside.

"good."

Jun Qing withdrew his gaze and walked into the show door.

The show has not started yet, and the lights are still on in the show, and the guests who arrived first are chatting with familiar people.

Jun Qing patrolled around and saw many familiar faces.

Among them are big names in the fashion circle and many Hollywood stars.

Because she was not familiar with her, Jun Qing did not take the initiative to curry favor with her. Seeing the backstage entrance not far away, she walked over and took out her cell phone to dial Lan Zhou's phone.

After the staff confirmed her identity, they put her in the background.

In the backstage, models, makeup artists, design assistants...

All kinds of people were busy, and Jun Qing walked in carefully and looked for Lanzhou in a tall figure.

Unable to find Lan Zhou, he found two acquaintances - Rong Yan and Di Sifan.

At this moment, Di Sifan was using his mobile phone to help Rong Yan take a photo with a blonde supermodel, Ruimei.

When he looked sideways inadvertently, Rong Yan's expression was slightly stunned when he saw Jun Qing.

This girl is really everywhere!

Rong Yan was disgusted. After all, in front of Di Sifan, she still pretended to have a smile on her face: "Jun Qing, what a coincidence!"

"Miss Rong, Brother Sifan." Jun chuckled more pure and harmless than her, "What a coincidence!"

"Di Lin is here with you?" Di Sifan asked.

"No, I just came here to play by myself." Jun Qing replied casually.

"This is..." Supermodel Ruimei's eyes also fell on Jun Qing's face. Seeing the familiar face, her beautiful face showed an excited expression, "I know you, the video of playing drums on Twitter yesterday was you, right?!"

"It makes you laugh." Jun chuckled.

"Wow, you're so awesome!" Meimei smiled and held Jun Qing's arm, and then raised her voice, "Look, everyone, the Dongfang Drum King is here!"

Everyone's eyes moved over and fell on Jun Qing's face.

Lan Zhou, who had just changed her clothes not far away, also noticed her and came over with a smile: "Jun Qing!"

"You know each other?" asked Beeri.

Lan Zhou hugged Jun Qing's shoulder and said proudly: "This is my friend."

Several supermodels gathered around and asked around Jun Qing.

"How did you do that?"

"Is it Eastern Kung Fu?"

...

"Of course not." Jun chuckled, "It's just a little trick."

Jun Qing's wonderful performance on the stage has long been popular on social networks abroad.

Everyone was not sure about her name, but they had already given her the title of "Oriental Drum King".

You can see this internet celebrity here, and these supermodels instantly turned into fans.

"Can we take a photo?"

"certainly."

“oh, mytoo!”

...

Everyone came over and asked to take a photo with her. They even posted their photos with her on social networks to prove that they met this powerful "Oriental Drum King".

Rong Yan had already been squeezed outside by everyone, and as they watched everyone rush to take a photo with Jun Qing, they were even more jealous.

Taking her look in her eyes, Di Sifan comforted her waist and led her to the exit.

Jun Qing stood among several supermodels, his eyes flew over Di Sifan's arms that were hugging Rong Yan's waist, and he narrowed his eyes slightly.

Are these two together?
Chapter completed!
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