Soothing and beautiful accompaniment filled the mall. The young man standing in the center of the stage wore a black silk shirt with excellent drape and matching casual cropped trousers. The top two buttons of the shirt were undone, revealing a simple sterling silver necklace hanging around his neck, and his fair chest was faintly visible.
His black clothes made his skin appear even whiter, and paired with his delicately made-up face, he looked clean and handsome with a touch of sexiness, constantly attracting people's attention. Such a person seemed to have been born to stand in the center of a dazzling stage.
However, just as Lin Qingyan, holding the microphone, began singing the first line of lyrics, a sharp and sarcastic voice suddenly rang out from the crowd below the stage:
"You sing terribly, get off the stage right now!"
"Lin Qingyan, how dare you stand here? You really have a thick skin!"
"What's the use of being good-looking if your character is so bad? You don't deserve to be a star at all!"
"That pregnant woman is still in the hospital, and you're here singing and dancing with a clear conscience. Are you crazy for money? Have you no shame?"
"Get off! Get off!"
"Get out!"
...
A cacophony of voices, filled with contempt, disdain, and anger, overlapped, like boiling water, drowning out the music blaring from the loudspeaker. More and more passersby stopped to watch the spectacle, some even taking out their phones to record videos.
Lin Qingyan, now the target of everyone's anger, stood stiffly on the stage. Even with makeup, he couldn't hide his pale face. His reddened eyes were filled with panic and helplessness, and his pupils reflected the crowd below the stage, people who were more terrifying than floods and beasts.
At this moment, his mind went blank, and all he could hear was a buzzing sound, as if his computer had crashed. "It's not what you think...it's not..." Lin Qingyan stammered, but the more intense and louder shouts drowned out his explanation.
Even if he was slow to react, he knew this was a premeditated event.
Annan's tricks are still so despicable, it's laughable.
"Lin Qingyan, I feel disgusted just looking at your face!" Accompanied by a sharp and sarcastic voice, an unopened can of beverage was thrown up from below the stage, about to smash into the young man's face.
Having already fallen into despair, Lin Qingyan didn't think of hiding. He lowered his eyes, gripped the microphone tightly, and stood motionless with his thin and frail body trembling. Until a tall figure stood in front of him, blocking the attack for him.
Lin Qingyan didn't see who the person was. Before he completely lost consciousness, he seemed to fall into a warm and solid embrace, with a faint scent of cedar wood lingering in his nostrils, which inexplicably made him feel at ease.
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Late at night, Lin Qingyan woke up in his hospital room. He fumbled for the light switch and squinted uncomfortably at the sudden brightness. He looked around and saw that he was the only person in the room; it was very quiet.
Scenes from the events of a few hours ago flashed through his mind, including the person who stood in front of him before he lost consciousness—he didn't know who it was…
Lin Qingyan closed her eyes in pain, unwilling to recall the past, until her phone, which was on the bedside table, started buzzing.
The screen showed many missed calls, mostly from his mother, and a few from his friends, Wen Yan, and even An Nanyi.
There's no way this person can show concern; they're just using the guise of concern to laugh at him.
Lin Qingyan forced a smile and answered the phone.
"mom……"
His mother probably still cares about him.
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