"Really?"
"What if...?" Jing Zuohuai couldn't be sure. After all, this concert for 10,000 people was meant to help them realize their dreams. Profit or loss didn't matter. It seemed wrong to say that. If it didn't come true, it would only make their hopes go to waste.
He thought about it and suddenly had an idea. "How about this? If the fans' expectations for them are higher every year than the year before, why not hold it when they are all free?"
"If it's not finished, forget it. After all, they are all very busy. Is that okay?"
"Can!"
Jing Zuohuai breathed a sigh of relief, "Okay! Then everyone, let's watch the final highlights together!"
The lights in the hall gradually dimmed. Jing Zuohuai sat on the stage, watching the video on the teleprompter on the floor, while everyone else watched the behind-the-scenes footage playing on the big screen. The footage was a private recording of them singing, dancing, and writing songs together. The scene was a bit chaotic, and it was obvious that they were recording it for fun.
The five teenagers' stories were played, and it was clear how difficult it had been recently. They had to work hard while also trying to find the right tune and choreograph the dance together.
Jing Zuohuai sincerely felt that it was worth it for them. Their future would get better and better, and fate would not let down anyone who worked hard.
At the end of the video, Jing Zuohuai appeared. He was a little surprised, as he hadn't noticed when it was recorded.
The scene of eating together, writing and recording songs together, and the scene of Jing Zuhuai singing out of tune and being laughed at by everyone. The video records a lot of it, as well as the scene of everyone celebrating each other's birthdays. These have never been shown to everyone, and they are part of the relationship between them.
"Is it okay? Fan Li, you're so stupid. If you can't do it, let me do it." Zheng Siyuan's voice sounded on the screen.
"Oh, it'll be ready soon!" Fan Li muttered, his big face appearing on the big screen. "Alright, alright! It's done! I'll start recording first!" Fan Li cleared his throat. "Hello, Jing darling, thank you for preparing this concert for 10,000 people. We are so grateful to you! Thank you for helping us realize our dream. I know you've put in a lot of effort for this, helping us find a venue and teachers. Thank you so much."
He was about to cry, his eyes welling with tears. Qiu Chi saw him and pulled him away, handing him a lollipop. "We know you're thinking about our past relationship, including returning to China to set up a studio after the bet. This is all for us, right? You gave us the opportunity to come back, and the terms of the contract are also in our favor. Thank you so much for everything you've done for us. Thank you so much!"
Zheng Siyuan took the camera and said, "After signing the contract, you helped us arrange teachers, agents, and even assistants. You didn't tell us about these things, but we knew it was you who arranged them personally. You arranged everything for us so well, we didn't know what to do. You even paid for our meals, saying that you made a lot of money and let us save money for buying a house, a car, and things we liked. Thank you so much!"
When the camera rolled over to Bu Wei, he felt a little embarrassed. "Well, well, I don't know how to say thank you. Anyway, thank you! I've won a lot of awards now, so after this concert, I'll take care of all your crab roe noodles and wontons! As much as you want, all you can eat!"
When it was He Zhijin's turn, the fans in the audience were extremely excited. Jing Zuohuai's tears were uncontrollable, and he covered his face with one hand to avoid looking so out of control.
"Hmm... I actually have a lot to say." He Zhijin smiled. "After I retired from the entertainment industry, I knew everyone was disappointed in me, myself included. During that time, I cut down on my online usage and even closed all social media platforms. I was like a frog in a well, seeing only one side of the story and living in my own imagination."
"Later, I discovered that there was someone who had been working hard for me, wanting me to pull myself together and return to showbiz. I had almost given up on myself, but this person was silently carrying me forward from where I couldn't see." He looked at the camera seriously, "Xiao Jing, Jing Zuohuai, thank you. Because of you, I am who I am today."
"I've said thank you so many times, but words can't express my feelings for you." He paused, then suddenly touched the top of the camera, as if patting the person's head. "I'll prove with my actions that I won't let you down."
"Ahhhhhhhhh!" the fans cried excitedly. After watching the behind-the-scenes video, they burst into tears.
The arena went dark, and for a moment only the fans' cheering sticks remained lit. The lights converged on the center of the stage, illuminating their support color: Prussian Blue.
Jean Elaud once said: If it were not for the favor of fate, it would have required a difficult theory to invent Prussian blue.
Just like them today, maybe it is the favor of fate.
Some say the creation of Prussian blue was both accidental and magical, like a beautiful mistake. It's a steady and solid color, not ethereal but captivating, like the deep and melancholic feeling of the midnight sky.
It has its own unique properties, only a small amount of blue is needed to achieve strong coloring. It is like a net holding up the starry sky, deep and broad.
Just like them, it takes an opportunity to shine.
Five teenagers, dressed in jeans and red and white patchwork sweaters, each holding their own instrument, stood on a platform. His white piano was at the center of the stage, and Jing Zuohuai was a little overwhelmed.
He didn't know whether the performance was a gift from him to them or a gift from them to him.
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