She Came To My Concert

At this time, the lights in the venue were almost all off, and there were no colorful dancers or dancers.

Ling Chen, wearing a white shirt and carrying a guitar, walked quietly to the middle of the stage.

With the spotlight turned on, he stood in the beam of light and reached out to adjust the height of Limai.

The audience in the arena showed more enthusiasm than at the beginning. Zhu Wenshu was a little confused until she saw cherry blossoms falling from the LED screen behind Ling Chen.

Her heartbeat accelerated again at this moment.

In the next second, Ling Chen's fingers slid across the strings, playing a familiar melody.

The frantic screams in his ears didn't overwhelm the sound of the guitar, but Zhu Wenshu, who didn't know much about music, felt that this melody sounded particularly low.

Just like at this time, the follow spotlight ordered Chen's lonely figure.

Suddenly, the cheers of the stadium changed.

Before Zhu Wenshu could react, Shi Xueer pulled his right hand up.

"I wish the teacher! You watch the big screen!"

Following Shi Xueer's line of sight, Zhu Wenshu saw the face of a female audience appear on the big screen at the top of the center of the venue.

The audience was also very surprised, and after the surprise, he quickly kissed the husband next to him.

The camera continued to switch, and two seconds later, another girl with dimples in her smile appeared on the big screen.

"This is……"

Zhu Wenshu murmured.

"Audience capture!"

Shi Xueer said excitedly, "Every concert has this link at the end!"

One face after another flashed across the big screen, and Zhu Wenshu found that they had one thing in common—all of them were girls, and they were all pretty good-looking.

"Damn it, they're all beauties!"

Zhu Qisen also realized something, "What is this, a beauty pageant?"

"Shut up if you can't speak!"

Shi Xueer hit him on the shoulder with a fluorescent stick, "I'm going to sing "Xiao Cang Classmate". Of course, I want to capture the audience who has the face of my first love. If you don't look at beauties, do you look at you?"

first love face...

As soon as Shi Xueer finished speaking, Zhu Wenshu saw an unusually familiar face appear on the big screen.

so familiar-

"Ah!!! Congrats teacher!!! You are on camera!!!" Shi Xueer grabbed her hand and danced wildly.

Like a marionette, Zhu Wenshu suddenly pulled out his hand after recovering, not knowing where to look for a while.

Unlike other photogenic audience members, Zhu Wenshu was completely in a state of nervousness and bewilderment, not even knowing where to put his hands.

Moreover, I don't know if it's because she is in it, and she always feels that the camera stays on her face longer than others.

On the screen, only half of her face was exposed, Shi Xueer's face flushed red with excitement, her lips opened and closed, as if she was saying something.

It took a while for Zhu Wenshu to notice her voice.

"I wish the teacher! You have a smile!"

She bent her lips slightly.

The camera moved away, and her smile flashed across the screen, and soon turned into another girl's face.

Zhu Wenshu slowly looked away, only to find that the music on the stage stopped at some point.

She looked towards the center of the stage. Under the spotlight, Ling Chen's arm was hanging beside the guitar, looking up at the big screen.

The sound làng in the venue kept coming and going, but Ling Chen stood there for a long time without moving his eyes.

After a long time, the picture on the screen returned to the stage.

Zhu Wenshu clearly saw that Ling Chen pursed his lips, his jawline was tense, but the center of his brows trembled slightly.

His eyes were not very clear under the light, and he looked in another direction hazily.

Zhu Wenshu also retracted his raised chin and turned to look at the stage.

From a distance of 20 meters, Zhu Wenshu could only see his silhouette clearly, but he knew that his eyes were passing through the fiery trees and silver flowers, looking at her far away in the vast crowd.

After a while, she saw Ling Chen dragging Li Mai walking towards her.

"today."

He stopped at the edge of the stage, a deep voice sounded, and the auditorium was suddenly quiet, as if the pause button was pressed.

"Student Xiaocan is at the scene."

When these words fell, the scene became even quieter.

However, only two seconds later, the scene suddenly burst into screams, which were more violent than any previous one.

Zhu Wenshu sat in the crowd, as if in a vacuum, and couldn't tell whether it was the screaming in his ears that was louder, or the beating of her heart.

In the frenzy, she saw the people on the stage bow their heads.

He hid his expression, but his voice trembled slightly, with a hint of choking.

"She came to my concert."

Some were shocked, some were sad, some cheered enthusiastically, some cried in disbelief, and some turned their necks restlessly to look around at the people around, looking for the "classmate Xiaocan" that Lingchen said.

Zhu Wenshu was probably the only one in the audience, looking at the stage motionlessly.

She is a person who is afraid of the cold, but she has never felt the temperature of her blood in the severe winter like today.

Even the heartbeat became heavier every time, and it broke through the shackles of the chest several times.

Until Ling Chen spoke again, he couldn't hold back the momentum of the scene.

"The last song "Classmate Xiaocan," he raised his hand to pluck the strings, and the interrupted music played again, "For my classmate Xiaocan."

All around my ears were screams and roars, which almost broke Zhu Wenshu's eyes and ears, and he kept moving ahead to find the plane.

The cameramen looked up from behind the lens.