Translator: Zayn_
When she heard the cheers outside, Song Qingyou was stretching her limbs in the lounge.
Recently, she had been practicing dancing in the theater. Her body, which had not moved for a long time, was already very relaxed.
Chen Lan had been worried since the start of the concert.
âIs there really no problem? Itâs your first time attending a concert with so many peopleâ¦â
âSister Lan, if you continue, Iâm really going to get nervous.â Song Qingyou said calmly.
âI know youâre not nervous.â Chen Lan sighed. âWhat do you call this? The emperor is not in a hurry, but the eunuch is!â
Song Qingyou laughed. âIf someone didnât know, they would have thought that Sister Lan was going to sing on stage.â
The two of them listened to one song after another on stage and asked questions from time to time. Soon, the stage assistant came over and knocked on the door.
âTeacher Song, get ready. Itâs your turn to go on stage later.â
Chen Lan wanted to ask the other party what was going on ahead.
Song Qingyou could tell that the set manager was very busy, so she said, âIâll be right there. Thank you for your hard work.â
Seeing that she had a good attitude, the venue controller was surprised for a moment. Then, he reminded her, âWhen Ms. Song goes on stage later, try to take the second step on the right. Itâs easy to fall if you take the two steps on the left.â
âThanks for the reminder.â Song Qingyou smiled back.
The venue controller nodded and left in relief.
Chen Lan gave Song Qingyou a thumbs-up. âThank goodness you answered yourself just now. Otherwise, I wouldâve dragged him around and asked him all sorts of questions. If he got tired of my questions, he definitely wouldnât tell you which stairs are easy to fall off.â
Song Qingyouâs lounge was on the left side of the stage.
According to her habit, she would definitely go on from the left.
The venue controller did not intend to remind her. After all, whether the artiste fell or not had nothing to do with him.
He had seen many artistes who stepped on the high and supported the low and did not treat their staff as humans, so he did not want to be a busybody.
This reminder was naturally because of Song Qingyouâs good attitude.
âIâll have to trouble Sister Lan to send a few bottles of drinks to the backstage staff later. It doesnât matter if they accept or not. Just donât be biased.â
Chen Lan nodded. âI know.â
Just as the two of them were about to walk out, a black and white shadow jumped out from beside their feet.
She looked down and saw the cat raising its paw to leave a plum blossom mark on Song Qingyouâs shoe.
Chen Lan was shocked. She shouted âZhizhiâ and was about to catch the cat.
Song Qingyou watched as the cat nimbly jumped away, but didnât go far. She couldnât help but ask, âZhizhi, do you want to go to the concert too?â
âIt canât be, right? Arenât pets afraid of noise?â
âNoise?â Song Qingyou asked in amusement.
âAh, luckily no one heard me just now.â
If Chen Lan said the concert was just noiseâ¦
Even if it was partially trueâ¦
If word got out, Song Qingyou would suffer as well.
âI mean for cats-â
Chen Lan looked at the cat that refused to stay in the lounge. She thought for a while and said, âWeâll send the drinks after you finish your performance. Iâll bring Zhizhi to the front to join in the fun. How about that?â
âSure.â Song Qingyou nodded.
âThen if the cat gets lost-â
Song Qingyou crouched down and gently pulled the catâs ear, warning, âZhizhi, if you get lost, 1 wonât want you anymore.â
That was what she said, but Song Qingyou couldnât bear to part with him!
Chen Lan saw through everything and rolled her eyes. âThatâs enough. You might as well tell me this instead of telling the cat!â
She bent down and stretched out her hand. âCome, Zhizhi. Iâll take care of you next.â
Jiang Zhihan wagged his tail and looked reluctant as he lay on Chen Lanâs arm.
Chen Lan knew that he didnât allow others to hug him. She was already used to Zhizhi treating her arm as a branch.
âIf the sound is too loud, remember to cover his ears.â
Song Qingyou reminded her worriedly, then âparted waysâ with Chen Lan before going on stage.
On the stage.
Yu Muhuai was sweating profusely after he finished singing and dancing.
He adjusted his headset, and the sound of heavy breathing entered everyoneâs ears.
âEveryone got a glowing bracelet today, right?â
âYes!â Most of the people present answered in unison and reached out to show their bracelets at the same time.
Light blue light appeared around the stadium like a sea of stars.
âItâs even more beautiful than the starry sky. Thank you for your support.â
Yu Muhuai smiled and the fans below the stage became even more excited.
âBut Iâve already sung a few songs in a row. 1 need to rest.â
âThe next special guest is not a singer. She didnât want to be a guest at first, but 1 managed to convince her with great difficulty. 1 hope you can use this starry sky to welcome her, okay?â
âAlright!â The crowd responded in unison again.
As soon as he finished speaking, Song Qingyouâs name appeared on the big screen.
âItâs really Song Qingyou?!â
âThereâs a high chance that itâs her, but is it really okay? Letting an actor sing?â
âIt doesnât matter if sheâs good-looking or if her singing is average. The key is that sheâs not bad looking in person, right? Even if sheâs half as good-looking as in the magazines, itâs fine.â
In the audience, it was inevitable that there were doubts.
Song Qingyou wasnât worried at all.
After she nodded at the staff, Yu Muhuai had already walked down. âLights ready!â
âUnit No. 1 is ready!â
âUnit No. 2 is ready!â
The stage lights were all extinguished.
Song Qingyou walked to the center.
The stage of Yu Muhuaiâs concert this time would be changed according to the different songs.
Not only that, but the entire stage could also be enlarged, and the size could be adjusted according to the audience at different distances.
So even if they were sitting very far behind, they could still clearly see the faces of the people on stage.
Song Qingyou was ready to sing and dance this time. The stage background was a cyberpunk style.
She was wearing a long coat that just covered the short skirt on her lower body. Inside was actually a dark and sexy black short dress with some metal chains for decoration.
Not long after the lights dimmed, they suddenly lit up.
The black figure was particularly eye-catching under the red and blue neon lights.
The camera moved closer to give a close-up.
Song Qingyou suddenly raised her head, revealing her delicate face.
The corners of her lips curled up slightly, and her gaze was as sharp as a blade, as if it wanted to pierce into everyoneâs heart!
F*ck!
Did the photos make her look ugly?
Even plastic surgery wouldnât be able to recreate this face, right?
They had been discussing whether Song Qingyou had any beautiful untouched photos, but now they were all thinking the same thing.
They were very interested in Song Qingyouâs performance.
Because it didnât matter how badly she sang!
A great beauty can do anything! Even if they stood still on the stage, they could still watch for half a day!
Under everyoneâs anticipation, rhythmic music sounded.
âDonât take you love away
Donât take away your love
You ainât heard nothinâ yet
You havenât heard anything yet
Donât take you love away
Donât take away your love
Wake up, make up, DANG BANG!
Get up, put on makeup, bang bang!â
She didnât need to be too skilled in singing. Just her slightly hoarse voice and a strong rhythm were enough to ignite the atmosphere of the whole place instantly..