This kind of concert does not have a host, and the owner of this speaking voice is none other than Le Qingling backstage.
"Surprise" As the representative of the organizer of Tianluo Star, Zhuang Zijian felt very puzzled. He couldn't remember any surprise arrangements today. If there were any, Mr. Le's agency would not let him add extra money. Also, he himself was also A soul master, and his cultivation is not weak. But he asked himself, no matter what, it was impossible to fly away like Mr. Le without the help of a mecha.
"Agent Le, what is going on? Mr. Le, where has he gone?" Zhuang Zijian asked Le Qingling anxiously.
Le Qingling said with a serious face, "I told you it was a surprise, so how could I tell you in advance. Just wait a while. Mr. Le needs time to prepare."
With the comfort of her words, the audience suddenly became much quieter. What kind of surprises will Mr. Surprise Music bring? He has never had any previous concerts. What will be the changes this time
The audience is looking forward to it, he is their Le Gongzi after all.
Ziluocheng Huixin Hospital.
Nan Cheng leaned tiredly on the chair outside the intensive care unit. Lan Xuanyu finally stabilized, her vital signs were all normal, and she had no intention of dying suddenly, which made her feel much more relaxed. After all, 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 could live, that would be fine.
The doctor has said that if he does not wake up significantly after being in the intensive care unit for a month, he will be transferred to a general ward. In the future, he will have to rely on his family members to call him, and he may have a chance to wake up.
Nan Cheng was already prepared for this. She decided to stay with her son in the hospital every day and call him every day. She believed that she would be able to wake her son up.
I'm so tired that I can't sleep. My son is agitated today. What if something happens in the middle of the night? Lan Xiao has been under a lot of pressure recently, so I won’t tell him for now, but just stay here tonight.
Rubbing his stiff cheeks, Nan Cheng forced himself to become more awake and sit up straight.
However, this process did not last long. She was so exhausted, especially mentally. After a while, she couldn't resist her body's self-protection, so she leaned against the wall and fell asleep.
What she didn't realize was that while she was sleeping, a silver figure suddenly and quietly appeared in the intensive care room.
He had medium-long blue hair hanging loosely behind his head, and the moment he entered the intensive care unit, all monitoring systems failed. It's like there is a special magnetic field on him.
Tang Le stood in front of the bed blankly. In fact, even he himself didn't understand why he was here.
While he was singing earlier, there seemed to be a special force that led him here. After arriving here, he saw the child lying on the bed in front of him.
The handsome face is a little pale and has short black hair. Lan Xuanyu, who was lying there, looked particularly peaceful. There are various instruments inserted into the body. Looks so fragile.
However, when Tang Le saw him, he had an inexplicable feeling, as if this child was somehow connected to him.
He looks a little familiar. Why does he feel familiar? This is obviously the first time I see this child.
Tang Le's eyes were a little dull, but he was completely sure that it was really familiar.
He subconsciously raised his hand and gently touched the little man's cheek. The little face was a little cold, but the moment he touched the little face, Tang Le's heart suddenly trembled. The lake of my heart that has always been calm and confused seems to have been thrown into a stone, causing ripples. It seemed as if something softest had been touched momentarily.
Is he sick? Tang Le's heart ached inexplicably. He gently put his hand on Lan Xuanyu's forehead. A faint golden halo slowly spread from his palm and soaked into Lan Xuanyu's body. .
After a moment, Tang Le frowned slightly. He felt the vortex in Lan Xuanyu's body and felt the deep sleep he was in at this time. After thinking for a moment, he pressed his hands on Lan Xuanyu's forehead and lower abdomen respectively. A soft golden halo instantly enveloped his body.
Lan Xuanyu's body temperature began to gradually rise, 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 an aura of majesty appeared invisibly. The gold and silver energies that were originally agitated in Lan Xuanyu's body shrank in response to this majesty.
After a long while, Tang Le's hands began to tap Lan Xuanyu's body like rain hitting banana trees. With each tap, Lan Xuanyu would tremble slightly.
When Tang Le finally retracted his hands, there was a look of thought in his eyes, 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 of the palms of Lan Xuanyu's hands.
Golden-grained bluesilver grass and silver-grained bluesilver grass.
The moment he saw the Blue Silver Grass, Tang Le felt as if he had been shocked by electricity. His whole body shook violently. He subconsciously raised his hands, and two crystal-clear vines with blue-gold halos also emerged from his palms. Got out of it.
This, this is
"Didi, didi, didi." At this moment, the soul communicator on his wrist suddenly rang violently.
Tang Le frowned slightly. During the high-speed flight, the communicator could not receive the signal. At this time, I came to Ziluo City and stabilized, and then I could communicate.
"Qing Ling, what's wrong?" Tang Le asked calmly.
"What's wrong? You still ask me what's wrong? Are you crazy for leaving 20,000 fans at the scene? Do you have any sense of responsibility? What happened to you? Where did you go? Come back to me quickly. Why did you fly away? Why fly back to me, otherwise the situation will be out of control and you will be doomed, do you know?" Le Qingling's roar made Tang Le unconsciously pull the soul communicator farther away from him, frowning slightly.
"Oh, I see."
"What do you mean by knowing when you will come back? I told the fans that you wanted to give them a surprise, and they calmed down. It has been almost half an hour. If you don't come back, it will really be over."
"Got it." Tang Le hung up the communication.
He took a deep look at Lan Xuanyu who was lying on the bed, and then gently touched his pink cheek. The golden light flashed and disappeared into his room.
Tianluo City.
It's been half an hour, it's been more than half an hour. What's the surprise? Where's the surprise
The restlessness of the fans has reappeared, and more importantly, Tang Le is now nowhere to be seen. But the organizers are still very adaptable. Just distributed bread and water to all the fans. It's such a late night, it always takes a while to eat and drink. This made the fans feel a lot more stable.
However, there is a time when the bread and water are gone. Now the fans are starting to become more and more anxious.
"How long do we have to wait?"
"Organizer, give us an explanation. Where is Mr. Le?"
"That's right, please let Mr. Le come out quickly. We bought the tickets. We haven't finished singing a song yet. It should have been sung at least three times. What is this called now?"
The fans quit.