She Came To My Concert

"Oh, it's a little far away."

The driver saw the huge poster hanging in the Provincial Gymnasium a few days ago, so he didn't need to ask the specific address, "Go on the highway or go around the city?"

"casual……"

"If you drive at high speed, you have to pay tolls."

"Um……"

After nearly 30 minutes of driving, the taxi stopped at the entrance of the Provincial Gymnasium.

Zhu Wenshu looked at the time when he got off the car, and realized that it was not yet three o'clock.

But the huge square in front of the museum has already gathered a lot of people. In addition to some vendors selling fluorescent sticks and surrounding areas, there are also a group of people who look like fans gathered together in groups, holding a lot of things in their hands, and standing signs in various places. before taking pictures.

Zhu Wenshu appeared here alone, feeling a little confused for a while, not knowing if he should find another place to go, or just wait here.

Looking up at the large LED screen on the venue, Zhu Wenshu finally found a flower stand and sat down.

Looking around, there were advertisements of different sizes all around, some with Ling Chen's photo, some with his name, and even these fans who came a few hours in advance seemed to have the label "Ling Chen" with them.

Everything that came into view dragged Zhu Wenshu, who was already dizzy, into a more turbid state.

She could no longer imagine that she was that person.

Regardless of whether Ling Chen, who is in the entertainment industry, will never forget a high school classmate.

Even if it was, that person shouldn't be her.

When Zhu Wenshu recalled her high school days, she didn't feel that she and Ling Chen had any memorable encounters at all.

Ling Chen didn't even take the initiative to talk to her.

When she was in high school, Zhu Wenshu was very popular, not only because she studied well and looked good, but also because of her approachable personality, without the aloofness of a bully, she often gave lectures to her classmates.

Zhu Wenshu, who has basically never been treated coldly, can be regarded as a relatively active person. She generally does not have the sensitive idea of ​​"talking to this person actively will make her face hot and her ass cold". From childhood to adulthood, when she met more introverted classmates, she They can all get along with ease.

Ling Chen is one of the very few exceptions.

Zhu Wenshu tried to find out the details of Ling Chen's liking for her in high school, but found that it was futile to dig out his brain.

She took out her phone again, turned to Ling Chen's WeChat dialog box, and stared at the chat record in a daze.

Their conversation stopped two days ago, and Ling Chen sent her a rehearsal photo.

It was the night before the concert, but he didn't ask again.

Zhu Wenshu sighed, fingers repeatedly on the screen keyboard, but still didn't know how to speak.

How dare she ask such a thing.

Suddenly, a call interrupted Zhu Wenshu's confusion.

She was breathing hard, and was relieved when she saw the caller ID clearly.

"Teacher Xueer, what's the matter?"

"Mr. Zhu, are you coming? You haven't replied to me yet."

Shi Xueer asked.

Shi Xueer asked Zhu Wenshu some time ago, but she never gave a definite answer.

She probably found out about the news not long ago, but Zhu Wenshu didn't see it, so she didn't have the heart to look it up now.

"Sorry, I'm a bit busy and didn't see your message."

"Oh, it's okay, so have you been home for your birthday?"

"without."

Zhu Wenshu looked down at his knees, "I'm still in Jiangcheng."

"Ah! Then you want to come to the concert?"

Zhu Wenshu was embarrassed to say that he had arrived.

"Well, coming."

"Very good!"

Shi Xueer asked again, "But you won't go back for your birthday? Didn't you say that your relatives are waiting for you?"

After pondering for a while, Zhu Wenshu said, "I misremembered the date, I thought the concert was Christmas."

Shi Xueer was dressing up at the moment, and didn't study logic carefully, so she laughed twice.

"I'm really convinced, don't you check the ticket dates carefully?! Ling Chen's Christmas concert has always been held on Christmas Eve."

In the busy backstage of the venue, everyone was busy shuttling around like flying people.

Only a place centered on the lounge was silent.

Today, the cooperation video platform’s own media brought people to do interviews before the concert. When all the staff passed by here, they tacitly walked lightly and kept their mouths shut, fearing that it would affect the radio inside.

Ling Xingyan led Lu Manman to stand behind the camera, glancing at his watch from time to time, his expression getting worse and worse.

This host is also too unprofessional, he just narrates the script according to the script, it seems that he has not done his homework at all, and many times he cannot follow Ling Chen's answer and dig deeper.

Ling Chen was originally a person who spoke cautiously and restrainedly in front of the camera. Looking at the whole interview, it was like a boring game where you ask me to answer.

And with such an answering process, the host still couldn't grasp the rhythm well. Seeing that the agreed interview time was coming to an end, there was still a lot of content left.

He turned his head and gave Lu Manman a look. Lu Manman understood and found a suitable position to remind the host to pay attention to the time with body language.

When the host saw it, he panicked for a moment, and his speech became stiff.

"Then let's move on to the last question." She glanced at the script quickly, skipping some foreshadowing, "You only held today's Christmas concert this year, do you have any plans for a world tour next year?"