The concert went very smoothly, and every venue was sold out. Even in such an ordinary and uninnovative concert, there are still people who are obsessed with her singing, which is like singing a story.
Time flies by quickly, and she has completed eleven concerts in less than three months. Tonight, she returns to City A, planning to hold her last concert.
At that time, she was sitting backstage checking the repertoire she would sing tonight, while Xiaojiu selected the final outfit for her.
"I won't wear black clothes today." Luo Qingchen paused for a moment on the moon-white clothes and said, "Wear white!"
Xiaojiu was stunned for a long time, and then said: "It's a good thing that you think so."
Since Shi Yibei left a year ago, Luo Qingchen has basically been wearing black or dark-colored clothes whether she performs on stage or goes to other places.
She knew what she was doing, but there was nothing she could do to stop her.
If she had not met Luo Qingchen, she would never have believed that such obsession existed in the world.
Can't escape, can't let go.
"Really?" Luo Qingchen smiled softly and said, "I just don't plan to stay here anymore."
The most important thing is to return to the chaotic space and meet that person again, rather than staying here to waste time.
Mission accomplished, it was time for her to go.
However, she always felt that she owed him a concert, the last concert.
"Where are you going?" Xiaojiu was stunned for a moment and asked quickly in a panic.
"Traveling the world?" Luo Qingchen thought for a while and said, "Let's not talk about it for now. I wanted to sing the song "She Came to Listen to My Concert" that was originally sung at the beginning of the show as the last one."
"Well, okay, I'll go find the field control to make arrangements." Xiaojiu nodded and walked out of the lounge.
Luo Qingchen sat in front of the mirror and looked at herself in the mirror, feeling strange.
It seemed that she hadn't looked in the mirror seriously for a long time.
As soon as the concert started, a group of fans cheered her name in the audience, shouting at the top of their lungs.
If there is anyone in this world who is reluctant to part with her, it must be her fans.
"Okay, let me sing the last song for everyone. The name of that song is-"
"She-come-listen-to-my-perform-sing-will-" The fans shouted in unison for the song, and the accompaniment sounded slowly.
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I sang to her heart's content, I sang to her heart's content,
She tried not to look tired,
The years are listening to us singing without regrets,
Sing to tears in the applause,
Sing until you cry...
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Her right hand gently brushed her cheek, and she realized that tears were already streaming down her face.
It turns out that real singing can touch people's feelings, and it can touch people's hearts with stories.
Fluorescent sticks were flying all over the sky, giving her the best curtain call.
At the same time, backstage.
A woman wearing a military green camouflage uniform walked in with a neat ponytail.
She gently raised her hand, patted Xiaojiu's shoulder and said, "Can you help me?"
"ah-"
Xiaojiu slowly raised his head, saw the woman's figure in the mirror and suddenly exclaimed.
Two security guards quickly walked up and tried to restrain the woman, but she was thrown over her shoulder beautifully, causing them to scream in pain on the ground.
"you… "
"What? You don't recognize me, do you?" The woman gently lifted her hair and said, "It hurts my girly heart. It seems that I have really aged a lot."
"It's not... you..." Xiaojiu was so excited that she couldn't speak, and tears fell down.
"Then let's get to know each other again!" The woman chuckled and said, "My name is Su Chengyin." (To be continued)