The sudden frantic screams around pulled back Zhao Yu's thoughts.
She looked up at the stage, the previous lighting dimmed, and the stage gradually became white fog, which she knew was the effect of dry ice.
Shen Junyi's support color is red, like him, full of enthusiasm for summer.
The Red Sea is particularly spectacular and beautiful at night, and the screams in the stadium quickly turned into shouts of his name.
—Shen Juanyi!
—Shen Juanyi!
—Shen Juanyi!
One sound after another, neat and loud, lasted for a long, long time.
Zhao Yu was a little dazed and a little shocked.
Some are proud and some are sad.
Those complex emotions gushed out and finally gathered in her eye sockets.
The girl next to her turned her head in surprise: "Are you crying? Oh, don't cry, this hasn't started yet! Enjoy your happiness first! You look so calm, I thought you were just a fan of passers-by, but I didn't expect you The love is so deep hahahahaha!"
While comforting, she handed Zhao Yu a tissue.
After Zhao Yu took it and thanked him, he was still wiping his nose when a few heartbeats suddenly sounded in the surround stereo.
Bang-bang-bang!
Screams and music blasted the entire venue.
Zhao Yu's seat was in the middle of the infield, neither too close nor too far away. When Shen Juanyi came out of the lifting platform, she still had to see his face clearly through the LED screen.
We met for the first time after two years.
He wore a headset, put on handsome stage makeup, and his black hair was combed into a big back, with only a few strands of broken hair hanging out in front of his forehead, covered with shiny fragments. Wearing a red shirt, deep V, looming abs. When singing and dancing, the momentum is amazing.
Zhao Yu had never seen him like this.
When she saw his neckline slipped slightly while dancing, revealing a large sexy collarbone, she couldn't help but her ears turned red and she covered her eyes.
The girl next to her was about to yell, and she frantically broke her hand: "Look at the collarbone! Look at it! Why are you covering your eyes!!!"
Zhao Yu blushed and looked through his fingers.
His familiar voice rang in his ears.
When singing and dancing, the voice is still a little panting, but the typhoon is so good and too explosive, this flaw can be completely ignored.
She was gradually immersed in his charm.
Until the end of the three opening dances, he stopped panting, looked around with a smile, and screamed: "Welcome to my stage."
At that moment, Zhao Yu suddenly felt that he should be a star.
Her little brother is sparkling and born to be king on stage.
Surrounded by screams, countless people yelled "I love you", and they gave all their love and enthusiasm to the boy on the stage without reservation.
Zhao Yubi could clearly feel the distance between her and him at any time.
An unreachable distance.
He will no longer be the little brother who took her to climb trees to dig out bird nests, imitate her dog's handwriting and secretly help her write about her summer vacation life.
At the end of the concert, Zhao Yu cried harder than any fans around him.
The girl who had been chatting with her before gave her all the tissues left over from crying, and comforted her with tears and laughter: "Don't cry, this is only the first concert, and we will have countless concerts in the future! Hahahaha, stop crying, I can't cry anymore seeing you like this."
She took out her mobile phone: "Let's add a WeChat account, let's go to any event together in the future!"
Zhao Yu cried and said, "I don't have WeChat, I only have QQ..."
The girl was amused by her and laughed, "Then add a QQ first, and then add WeChat when you have WeChat. You can register one with your mobile phone number, it's very simple."
Zhao Yu wiped his tears and walked out. The two added their friends and left each other's contact information and names. The girl's name is Lin Yi, and she is a sophomore in a university in Beijing.
There were crowds of people outside the venue, night had already fallen, and Lin Yi's dormitory was very strict in bed inspection, so he left in a hurry after saying goodbye. Zhao Yu queued up to go to the toilet, and walked out slowly.
Jiang Lei knew that she was coming to the concert tonight, so she called at the end time: "Yaoer, are you back?"
Zhao Yuweng said in a voice: "Still waiting for the bus, there are too many people."
Jiang Lei asked: "What do you want for supper? Mom will make it for you."
Zhao Yu said: "I don't eat! I want to lose weight!"
Jiang Lei on the other end was amused: "You are not fat, why lose weight?"
Zhao Yu clenched his fists: "Television will widen real people, I need to be thinner to be a star!"
Jiang Lei: "... Hurry up and come back, pay attention to safety on the road, and send the license plate number to mom when you get in the car."
Zhao Yu hung up the phone in frustration.
She had already walked a certain distance, and there were not so many fans gathered around. The traffic police and security guards were clearing the traffic control vehicles. She took a few breaths of the hot summer night air, and looked at the phone whose screen was still on.
After a while, with trembling fingers, she opened the address book and found Shen Juanyi's phone number.
He looked around nervously, took a deep breath for a long time, and finally mustered up the courage to dial the phone.
The beep sounded as long as a century.
Zhao Yu felt her heart was about to jump out of her throat, and when the phone was finally connected, her throat tightened, and she whispered, "Brother Juanyi..."
A strange and vigilant voice came from the other end: "Who are you?"
Zhao Yu took down the phone and glanced at it, then put it back to his ear, and said nervously: "I... I'm looking for Shen Junyi..."
The voice became more and more alert: "What are you looking for him for?"
Zhao Yu's forehead was sweating, and he was speechless for a while.
Until her familiar voice came from the receiver: "Brother Zhou, who is looking for me?"
The strange man who answered the phone did not answer, but his tone was very serious: "Did I tell you not to contact any unnecessary women recently? Do you think the last scandal was not big enough? Why is there still Are there women I don't know?"
Shen Juanyi's voice moved from far to near: "Let me see who... Xiao Yu, she is my sister from my hometown."
Manager Bi Zhou frowned: "What sister? Relative?"
Shen Juan smiled meaningfully: "No, a neighbor's little sister, give me the phone."
After the phone was passed, Zhao Yu could still hear the manager's warning voice: "Since you're not relatives, keep your contacts less, you will understand how closely the paparazzi stares at you."
He giggled and responded, and his voice finally became clear: "Hey, Xiao Yu, what's the matter?"
Zhao Yu opened and closed his lips several times before finally making a sound: "Jun... I, I'm fine..."
His voice was still as eager as ever: "Have you come to Beijing? My concert is over tonight. When will you be free? I'll treat you to dinner."
Zhao Yu felt pain in his eye sockets, and tried his best to smile: "No need, I'm about to start school, and I'm also... very busy."
Shen Juanyi was a bit noisy at the other end, everyone was greeting each other to go to the celebration banquet, when Zhao Yu heard someone calling him, he hurriedly said: "Go and do your work, I'm going to hang up."
Before Shen Juan could answer, she quickly hung up the call.
The wind in the summer night continued to be hot and dry, but a phone call seemed to take all her strength, making her legs so weak that she couldn't stand up.
Zhao Yu supported the street lamp next to him, and slowly sat down on the road steps.
Not a person of the world anymore.
She knew about the scandal that the manager mentioned.
Last month, a paparazzi photographed Shen Junyi bringing a young girl into and out of his home, and it was revealed that the girl was a member of his dance troupe. The scandal broke out between the two, causing heated discussions on the Internet.
In the end, Shen Juanyi posted on Weibo to refute the rumors, saying that the backup dancer went to his house to help him see why his goldfish couldn't keep alive.
The backup dancer graduated from animal husbandry and was an animal doctor before dancing.
The majority of netizens were confused by this reversal.
The backup dancer also posted her graduation certificate and previous medical certificate, as well as Shen Junyi's fish tank.
Although most people believed this rumor with irony, Shen Juanyi was after all a person who stood at the peak of traffic, and there were many opponents who stared at him. Once there was a black spot, they would catch it to death.
Black fans insisted on the fact that he was secretly in love. They posted posts about the details of his relationship with the backup dancer, and did a lot of brainwashing. Many people believed in the relationship. The recent period has had a great impact on him.
I can't trouble him anymore.
A car stopped in front of her, and the driver asked her, "Girl, do you want a ride?"
Zhao Yu hugged his head and cried loudly.
The driver was so frightened that he stepped on the accelerator to the end and flew away.
Beijing in August is very hot.
After the concert, Zhao Yu stayed at home for a few days. Every day, I browse Chaohua, watch videos, and follow Lin Yi to learn fandom lingo that she doesn't understand.
Until a week later, Jiang Yu returned to Beijing.
He had just finished filming a project, dragged his suitcase and opened the door to enter the house, when he saw his niece, who was paralyzed on the sofa, jumped up and rushed towards him excitedly.
"Uncle! You're finally back! Are you tired? Give me the box, and I'll put it away for you! Have you eaten yet? It's hot outside, I'll pour you a glass of water!"
Jiang Yu: "?"
He called ahead of time. Jiang Lei was cooking in the kitchen when she heard the noise and came out: "I'm back."
Jiang Yu nodded, looked at his niece who was diligently helping him pack his luggage, and asked his sister, "What's wrong with Yu Yu?"
Jiang Lei showed a helpless expression.
Jiang Yu thought of something, took a sip of water and asked, "Don't you still think about being a star?"
Jiang Lei nodded, sighed and went back to the kitchen.
Sure enough, after Zhao Yu finished showing his hospitality, he glanced at Jiang Yu who was sitting on the sofa watching his mobile phone, walked over eagerly, sat on the small bench by his feet, and called out very obediently: "Uncle~"
Jiang Yu squinted at her: "Want to be a star?"
Zhao Yu: "Yes!"
After Jiang Yu replied to the message, he took the time to look at his niece: "Why do you want to be a star all of a sudden?"
Zhao Yu looked around unnaturally, Jiang Yu said: "If you can't explain the reason, let's not talk about it."
Zhao Yu was in a hurry, and stood up quickly: "Uncle, don't you think that with my condition, not being a star is a loss to our country's entertainment industry?!"
Jiang Yu: "?"
The author has something to say:
Sooner or later, Yu Yu will laugh to death