Chapter 1381 Light Chaser

"Why don't we share the cake with the fans?"

On the stage, the girl cut the cake politely, then suddenly turned around to ask the host for his opinion.

"I want to feed them."

It was a very simple and direct sentence. The word "want" had already expressed that this decision was beyond doubt.

The host naturally couldn't object to the birthday boy's proposal. Of course, it might be because he just didn't dare to object, after all, the fans in the audience were already going crazy at this moment.

"Ahhhh, Pianpian wants to share her birthday cake with us!"

"Oh my god, I want to feed them! So doting and overbearing! Please marry me, Shen Pianxian!"

"I want to sit in the front, woooo! I want to sit in the front!"

When the host offered to help cut the cake, the girl rolled up her sleeves and did it herself.

She lowered her head slightly, so her hair was half loose, and the red teardrop mole reflected the half-bright and half-dark light, making her look cold and serious.

So the fans howled even more happily, and the comments in the live broadcast room were blood red.

[I'll cut the cake myself! I'm going to fight all the caterpillars who got tickets and went to the event!]

[I just want my soul to be pierced by a knife, and I want to be held in her palm hehehehe]

[When she doesn’t smile, she sneers like a little sun. What a magical beauty.]

【Ahhh, I want to eat the cake that Shen Pianxian cuts herself too! ! ! 】

The cake was too big to be cut in its entirety, so Shen Pianpian only cut the top layer and asked the staff to cut the rest at the bottom and then quietly distribute it to the fans.

The cakes were delivered to the fans one after another by drawing numbers.

The audience was excited about the cakes being distributed, but the host had already left the stage, and the stage gradually darkened, with warm beams of light shining on the girl.

She is about to start her next show.

"If you know this song, you can sing it with me."

The girl took off one of her earphones, and her sleeve fell as she raised the microphone, revealing a slender, snow-white arm.

The moment the piano rhythm sounded, the whole audience fell silent.

This is the most gentle and loving song that many people tacitly believe was written for fans.

Many fans from all walks of life have hoped and even longed for their idols to sing this song for them on stage one day. No matter whether the singing is good or bad, it has very important and even profound meaning to them.

However, there are very few fans in this circle who can meet this requirement.

As caterpillars in the fan circle, of course everyone has such a dream, but few people regard this as a wish list that can be realized.

However, at this moment, listening to the familiar song in her ears, she didn't know how many times she had listened to it, thinking of Shen Pianpian putting herself in her shoes, feeling sad, soft-hearted and moved, and it actually appeared on the stage of her birthday party.

"If you were the fireworks on the sea and I were the foam on the waves, at some point, your light illuminated me..."

She stood in the light, in a place that seemed far away yet so close. She was as beautiful as the brightest star reflected in the water. Even though I knew it was impossible to get close to her, I still couldn't help but stay on the shore, waiting for the sun to rise and the moon to set, waiting for her to appear again and again, carefully holding every ray of her light.

Because she is not a professional singer, the girl's skills may not be enough, but when she sang the first sentence in a low voice with a slightly cool and clear voice, many caterpillars below and in the live broadcast room could not help but look at the screen with tears in their eyes.

Then they sang along with the girl in crying voices.

"If you were a distant starry sky, so dazzling that it makes me want to cry, then I would be chasing your eyes, always gazing at the night sky when I'm lonely."

The voices of one, two, or three people may be very small.

But in this stadium that can accommodate tens of thousands of people, these one, two, or even hundreds of thousands of tiny voices all come together, like countless trickles of water merging into rivers, lakes and seas, and mixed with the amplified, clear and moving voice on the stage, forming the most moving and grand chorus.

"I can follow you, like a shadow chasing the light in sleepwalking. I can wait at this intersection, regardless of whether you will pass by..."

It's like the ocean tide responding to the reflection of the vast galaxy, echoing in the vast space like the most beautiful tsunami.

Everywhere is the reflection of stars and waves.

Finally, the sound rushed out of the zenith and spread to the sky, causing passers-by on the roadside to cast their eyes towards the sky above the stadium, which was illuminated by colorful lights.