Day 134
The falling starry night covered the sky above the gymnasium like a gorgeous curtain.
A hidden clamor was faintly surging in the huge venue. The faces with suppressed excitement and the busy hands showed the frenzied interaction going on among the people gathered here.
The city lights cannot illuminate this place, so the specially selected address must naturally be far away from all the orderly buildings in the city. It must be spacious, accommodating enough to accommodate the hustle and bustle of people.
The lights here are enough to illuminate myself.
The ground is covered with flowers. These fresh flowers specially brought by fans are so fragrant. Various colors are arranged in blocks in an orderly manner. The most eye-catching one is probably blue.
They overwhelmed the crowd with an absolute majority, with very uniform colors and particularly large flowers, paving a unique path directly on the walkway outside the green field.
"Sister, are you a fan of Lao Bai? Oh, that's great. I'm your relative. This is a little gift from Xun Yan today. I'm giving it to you."
"Hmm? Stars? Don't be polite with me. The little fan is very useful. If you mind, you can hide the nameplate. It's very convenient to take it off - but don't throw it away. After all, my family worked hard to make it."
"The money-loser! Woohoo, hubby, why are you here? Let's switch places. Don't the couple's families have to get along?"
"Don't be angry, don't be angry, Ye Zi. I personally admit that your Ye Lai is my only wife!"
The sturgeons, as always, displayed their extraordinary social skills, not caring whether people disliked this sudden closeness or not. They focused on enthusiasm and combined it with the flower sea tactics to directly turn this place into their home court.
"This is such a grand occasion!" A girl wearing a mask cried with envy nearby. She tightly hugged the fan with R.TAI's portrait printed on it. "I heard that Sister Sturgeon came to decorate it in the early morning, and the flowers were delivered by the truckload..."
Another girl pondered, "Isn't it a waste to have so many flowers?"
"It's just their money that's wasted, it has nothing to do with your family." A rare fan stood by and mocked him. There was no distinctive feature on his body, and no one knew who he was a fan of.
Seeing the girl was a little embarrassed, the boy slowed down his tone and said, "Sturgeon has issued a statement online. These flowers are agricultural products. They are all locally produced. The shipping cost is very cheap. Citizens are welcome to order them."
Ah, Sister Sturgeon’s preparations are so thorough… The other girls who were eavesdropping nearby couldn’t help but sigh in their hearts that compared to their own fan clubs, Sister Sturgeon is so professional!
The boy who was explaining stood there for a while and planned to turn around and stand at the back for a while. There were too many girls here and he felt a bit out of place.
Since their last meeting in the coffee shop, Fang Yu couldn't help but learn more about Fu Xunyan's stage performance. Although he didn't want to be a singer or an idol, he still admitted that he could understand the charm of Fu Xunyan and was irresistibly attracted to him.
He couldn't be called a fan, but his career was definitely going well - thinking about how the whole class was frantically scrambling for tickets to the "New Century Idol" finals, and how he had simply clicked on a whim and become the only one chosen, Fang Yu felt that this was fate.
Even if a female classmate was willing to charge double the price for the ticket, he refused.
Isn’t it coming?
However, facing the various cheering slogans, hairbands, headbands, banners, and exhibition stands in the fan circle, Fang Yu still felt like he was in a strange world and was particularly uncomfortable.
He quietly squeezed himself into the corner, but when he turned his head, he found there was a man opposite him.
A man? That's really rare.
Out of 30,000 tickets for the stadium, it was already good enough if there were 2,000 boys, not to mention that half of them were dragged here by their girlfriends and were not willing to wait in line so early.
The only ones who could come so early, apart from people like me who have nothing to do, are die-hard fans.
Die-hard fan?
Fang Yu keenly noticed that the man was wearing a blue bracelet on his wrist, which was very similar to Fu Xunyan's support color.
Look at her figure again - wow, she has a great figure. It's a pity that her face is covered by the mask and we can't see anything. But judging from the way she dresses, she looks quite fashionable.
Fang Yu thought about it and chose to move closer to say hello.
"Hey buddy, are you here to watch the finals too? Are you a fan of Fu Xunyan?"
The other person turned his face slightly to reveal his beautiful eyebrows and eyes.
So familiar!
Fang Yu's eyes widened in an instant, and just as he was about to blurt out the name, the other party made a strong "hush" sound.
"How about a favor, little one?"
Fang Yu curled the corners of his mouth. Well, he had to admit that compared to the other party, he was indeed still a "kid".
Cong He gave Fang Yu a hat, and the two of them almost covered their faces completely before sneaking through the crowd and sitting down in their seats.
"Ah, Teacher Cong, can I sit here?"
Fang Yu looked around with some worry. He was a poor college student and could only afford a ticket in the back row, while Cong He was almost approaching the VIP area.
"It's okay. I bought this ticket too. It belongs to my assistant, but he couldn't come because of something unexpected."
"Thank you so much." Fang Yu felt that he had gotten a huge bargain.
"Then what does Teacher Cong want me to help you with?"
“Take a picture for me.”
"ah?"
The two looked at each other.
Cong He: "Don't you understand what a check-in photo means? Take a photo of me and the stage—oh no, wait until Fu Xunyan comes out before taking the photo. I have to prove that I watched the stage carefully."
Okay - Fang Yu understood, but was also confused.
How come Mr. Cong, a world superstar, is no different from a fan girl?
Cong He could only say that Fang Yu did not understand friendship between men - he and Fu Xunyan were just such friends regardless of age difference.
"It's not the right term to say we're friends regardless of age. You don't look much older than us."
Cong He accepted the "compliment" and rummaged through his windbreaker, pulling out a camera.
"You're breaking the rules, teacher!"
Fang Yu's eyes widened.
"Hush!" Cong He said angrily, "Look around, isn't everyone wearing one? And I only wear one to take a picture for myself as a souvenir, not to share it with anyone else."
That's it, you're more like a star chaser - this behavior is totally incompatible with your identity as a big star.
Fang Yu covered his forehead helplessly, and when he glanced around, he felt that something seemed to be wrong.
"Teacher Cong He, did you really snatch this ticket?"
"Yes." Cong He was fiddling with the camera furtively under his windbreaker.
"The production team was so stingy. They only gave us about 40 tickets for helping out, and everyone in the group went crazy trying to get them."
Fang Yu suffocated.
Because as Cong He said, the origin of his vote is special.
So now, he, a clear-minded college student, is surrounded by a group of celebrities...
A little further to the left are the four sisters from Polar Love, and two rows to the right are teacher Chen Mingque and a lady who looks like Lin Weiwei.
A star-studded cast...
How could he...
In the midst of fear and trepidation, some noises came from somewhere. Amid the girls' screams, there were occasionally a few low and hoarse roars from men, who were trying their best to drown out the girls' momentum. Unfortunately, their enthusiasm was not enough and was swallowed up in an instant.
The lights suddenly exploded, as if a hole was torn in the huge sky, and billions of flames poured down.
The previously all-consuming darkness was instantly dispelled by an overwhelming light. The vast circular stadium was transformed into a seething furnace of sound and light. The voices of tens of thousands of people rose from the ground like a tsunami, violently colliding with the deafening opening symphony, forming a physical sound wave that washed over every inch of the air.
Directly above the stage, a giant screen composed of countless small screens, known as a "sky curtain", slowly descended. The images on the screen reassembled like broken stars, and finally condensed into the "New World Idol" logo.
The moment the station logo went out, a chin suddenly appeared on the screen.
Smooth and fair, not that delicate inverted triangle shape, but full of male hormones, with a normal mandibular angle.
The camera zoomed out and the entire stadium was silent for a moment.
Then came the screams that reached the sky.
The leader was undoubtedly the two-time champion Fu Xunyan. His face elicited no controversy, only admiration. Behind him, the top trainees lined up in an orderly fashion. While of similar height and build, they each possessed a distinct beauty, a true feast for the eyes.
At this moment, everyone wished that time could stop forever.
The sturgeons snuggled together, holding each other's arms tightly, the trembling power penetrated every limb, and the excited eyes shone with light.
At the same time, on the circular screen surrounding the entire stadium stands, the huge portraits of all the players lit up one by one like a prairie fire, and finally merged into a sea of light.
On such a large screen, beautiful faces are even more dazzling, and some of the ones that are usually recommended by fans are just so-so after seeing them.
Fang Yu quickly regained his composure, looking at those handsome faces and judging their merits and demerits based on the standards of actors.
How could Fu Xunyan lose? Fang Yu truly felt it was unjust that he wasn't number one.
To exaggerate, even if Fu Xunyan went crazy and did somersaults randomly on the stage today, he would still be more entertaining than others.
Fang Yu unconsciously stood on tiptoe, trying to see if the man had appeared on the stage, but the lights flashed again and he couldn't help but avoid it.
Countless beams of light began to sweep across the auditorium, creating a surging wave of light signs and glow sticks wherever they passed. The fans' desperate shouts merged into a tangible force.
Suddenly, cold fireworks several meters high erupted from the front of the stage, and golden tongues of fire shot straight up. Then, the firework launchers on both sides of the main stage roared together, and dazzling fireworks with long tails of light whizzed out of the open dome of the stadium and exploded into dazzling flowers in the night sky.
It’s so brilliant... Fang Yu couldn’t help but sigh, and found that even Cong He beside him was stunned.
This kind of scene is not common.
Cong He sighed, the last time it was so lively was during the model celebration that year, and he could only recall the grand occasion in his dreams.
“Hahaha, don’t say it, these guys standing there might actually be some model festival atmosphere.”
There was reminiscence in Cong He's voice, and his gaze towards the stage was also filled with nostalgia.
Fu Xunyan has a pure passion for his career, and Cong He can see his own youth through him.
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