The BlackBerry Music Festival is held in the Xijiao Music Park in the west of the imperial capital.

The taxi drove to Xicheng Avenue and Ye Wan saw the roadblock in front from a distance. He got out of the car and walked over.

The men and women around me were gathered in groups of three or five, dressed fashionably.

Some even wear designs with idol groups or portraits printed on them.

Taking out Shen Yuxin Studio's work ID and hanging it around his neck, Ye Wan entered the music festival unimpeded.

There are four stages on site.

Rock and roll is passionate.

Folk songs are simple and melodious.

Hip-hop is full of vitality.

The musical is romantic and elegant.

The music festival has already started for three days, and today is the last day.

It is also the highlight of the day.

There are still two hours before the event starts. Famous bands and singers are all gathering their energy backstage, waiting to face the music fans with their best spirits after the event begins.

And these two hours are a great opportunity for new bands and singers.

Even though it was just a small open space under the stage, it became their stage at this moment.

The music was mixed with whistles and applause, and there was constant laughter.

Ye Wan liked this kind of atmosphere very much.

It’s as if the virtual music forum has become the real world.

And those IDs turned into the strange and enthusiastic faces in front of us.

Whenever he heard a melody he liked, Ye Wan would stop and listen for a moment, then glance at the name of the other band.

When Shen Yuxin called, Ye Wan was standing far away from the crowd listening to a new singer singing folk songs.

Simple tune, long lasting sound.

The fair-skinned and handsome boy plucked the strings of the guitar, and his slightly hoarse voice revealed a hint of calm temptation.

Compared to the surrounding noise, this place is peaceful like a paradise.

It makes people involuntarily calm down.

The slight irritability in my heart seemed to be smoothed out by the song.

For a moment, Ye Wan felt like he was in a small town in the south of the Yangtze River, jumping on tiptoe on one bluestone path after another.

"You've arrived? Where are you? I'll pick you up!"

"You're here to pick it up?"

Shen Yuxin: “…”

"You keep busy. I'll take a walk for a day, and then I'll go back after you finish singing and receive your award."

After saying that, Ye Wan hung up the phone.

When I looked up again, I saw that the music had stopped and noisy sounds came from the front.

"Did I ask you to sing here? Take your broken guitar and get out of here as far as you can!"

"You're not leaving yet? Why, do you want me to ask you out?"

…

Among the onlookers, the brave ones even shouted a few times.

The timid ones have already pushed and shoved away.

When Ye Wan squeezed in, the singer who had just been singing in a low voice had been pushed to the ground, and one of the guitar strings in his arms was broken.

His face suddenly darkened.

It was at this time that Deng Xiye saw Ye Wan.

The tall and thin girl was wearing a loose black sweatshirt, straight jeans and a pair of white sneakers.

He was wearing a black baseball cap on his head.

The black mask covered her palm-sized face, leaving only a pair of cold eyes exposed.

A cinnabar mole under the right eye makes those dark eyes more charming.

At first glance, it looks cool and wild.

She looks just like those beautiful and wild female drummers in rock bands.

“Let go!”

The girl's voice was cold but powerful.

Deng Xiye subconsciously loosened his hand.

But the person holding his collar did not let go.

The next moment, a muffled sound rang in my ears.

There was a moment of dead silence.

Then, screams were heard.

He opened his eyes in slow motion and saw the situation in front of him clearly. Deng Xiye opened his mouth and was stunned.

(End of this chapter)