There was no host for this kind of concert, and the owner of the speaking voice was none other than Le Qingling in the backstage.
"Surprise?" As the representative of the organizer of Tianluo Star, Zhuang Zijian was very puzzled. He didn't remember any surprise arrangements today? If there were, would Le Gongzi's agency not let him pay extra? In addition, he himself was also a soul master, and his cultivation was not weak. But he asked himself, no matter what, it was impossible for him to fly away like Le Gongzi without the help of a mecha.
"Agent Le, what is going on? Where did Master Le go?" Zhuang Zijian asked Le Qingling anxiously.
Le Qingling said with a serious face: "I already said it's a surprise, how can I tell you in advance. Wait a moment. Master Le needs time to prepare."
With her words of comfort, the audience in the audience suddenly became much quieter. Surprise? What kind of surprise will Le Gongzi bring? He has never had such a surprise in his previous concerts! What will be different this time
The audience is very much looking forward to it, after all, he is their Master Le!
Ziluo City Huixin Hospital.
Nan Cheng leaned tiredly on a chair outside the intensive care unit. Lan Xuanyu had finally stabilized, his vital signs were normal, and he was not about to die suddenly, which made her feel much more relaxed. At least it wasn't the worst news, and for her, this was enough to satisfy her.
As for miracles, she didn't dare to expect too much now. In her heart, as long as her son was alive, it would be enough.
The doctor said that if he doesn't show significant improvement and wake up after a month in the intensive care unit, he will have to be transferred to a general ward. From then on, he will have to rely on his family to call him, and perhaps there will be a chance for him to wake up.
Nan Cheng has already made this preparation. She decided to stay with her son in the hospital every day and call him every day. She believes that she can wake her son up.
I'm so tired! I can't sleep. My son is restless today. What if something happens in the second half of the night? Lan Xiao has been under a lot of pressure recently. I won't tell him for now. I'll just stay here and watch over him tonight.
Rubbing his stiff cheeks, Nan Cheng forced himself to become a little more awake and sat up straight.
However, this process did not last too long. She was too exhausted, especially mentally. After a while, she could not resist the body's self-protection and fell asleep leaning against the wall.
What she didn't realize was that while she was sleeping, a silver figure suddenly and silently appeared in the intensive care unit.
His blue medium-length hair was scattered behind his head, and the moment he entered the intensive care unit, all the monitoring failed. It was as if there was a special magnetic field on him.
Tang Le stood blankly in front of the bed. In fact, even he himself didn't understand why he was here.
When he was singing, it seemed that a special force led him here. After arriving here, he saw the child lying on the bed in front of him.
The handsome face was a little pale, with short black hair. Lan Xuanyu, who was lying there, looked very quiet. There were various instruments inserted into his body. He looked so fragile.
However, when Tang Le saw him, he had an inexplicable feeling, as if this child had some invisible connection with him.
He actually felt familiar with the child. Why did he feel familiar? It was clearly the first time he had met this child.
Tang Le's eyes were a little dull, but he was absolutely sure that it was a sense of familiarity.
He subconsciously raised his hand and gently stroked the little guy's cheek. The little face was a little cold, but the moment he touched the little face, Tang Le's heart suddenly trembled. It was as if a stone was thrown into the calm and confused heart lake, and ripples appeared. It seemed that the softest part was touched instantly.
Is he sick? Tang Le's heart ached inexplicably. He gently placed his hand on Lan Xuanyu's forehead. A layer of faint golden light slowly spread from his palm and penetrated into Lan Xuanyu's body.
After a moment, Tang Le frowned slightly. He felt the vortex in Lan Xuanyu's body and also felt his deep sleep. After a little thought, he placed his hands on Lan Xuanyu's forehead and lower abdomen. A soft golden halo instantly enveloped his body.
Lan Xuanyu's body temperature began to rise gradually, and gradually, a layer of faint golden lines appeared on the surface of his skin, trembling slightly.
In Tang Le's eyes, golden light flickered, and a majestic aura emerged. The gold and silver energies in Lan Xuanyu's body, which were originally a little agitated, retreated in this majesty.
After a long while, Tang Le's hands began to tap Lan Xuanyu's body lightly like rain hitting banana leaves. With every tap, Lan Xuanyu would tremble slightly.
When Tang Le finally withdrew his hands, his eyes showed a thoughtful look, and he seemed to be even more confused. With a wave of his right hand, a soft golden light poured into Lan Xuanyu's body. Suddenly, two blue silver grasses grew out from the palms of Lan Xuanyu's hands.
Gold-striped blue silver grass and silver-striped blue silver grass.
The moment he saw the blue silver grass, Tang Le seemed to be electrocuted. His whole body shook violently and he subconsciously raised his hands. Two crystal clear vines sparkling with blue and gold halos emerged from his palms.
This, this is…
"Ding, ding, ding!" At this moment, the soul guide communicator on his wrist suddenly rang violently.
Tang Le frowned slightly. Previously, during the high-speed flight, the communicator could not receive any signal. Now that he had arrived at Ziluo City and stabilized, he could communicate.
"Qing Ling, what's wrong?" Tang Le asked indifferently.
"What's wrong? You still ask me what's wrong? Are you crazy? There are 20,000 fans at the scene. Do you have any sense of responsibility? What's wrong with you? Where did you go? Come back to me as soon as possible, fly back the same way you left, otherwise the situation will be out of control and you will be finished, do you understand?" Le Qingling's roar made Tang Le unconsciously pull the soul guide communicator away from himself, frowning slightly.
"Yeah. Got it."
"What do you mean you know? When are you coming back? I told the fans that you were going to give them a surprise, and then they quieted down. It's been almost half an hour, if you don't come back, it's really over!"
"Got it." Tang Le hung up the phone.
He took a deep look at Lan Xuanyu lying on the bed, and then gently touched his pink cheek. With a flash of golden light, he disappeared into his room.
Tianluo City.
Half an hour has passed. It's been more than half an hour. Where's the surprise? Where's the surprise
The fans' restlessness reappeared, and more importantly, Tang Le was nowhere to be seen. But the organizers were still very adaptable. They just distributed bread and water to all the fans. It always takes some time to eat and drink in the middle of the night. This calmed the fans' emotions a lot.
But, bread and water will eventually run out! The fans are getting more and more anxious.
"How long do we have to wait?"
"Organizers, give us an explanation. Where is Master Le? Where is Master Le?"
"That's right, hurry up and get Master Le out! We bought tickets. He hasn't even finished singing a single song! He should at least sing "Nian" three times. What is this?"
The fans are not happy.