Chapter 52 Another Perspective
"No, I looked carefully and she was heading backstage," the stylist asked curiously, "Why? Do you want to find her?"
Jiang Shen unconsciously placed his hands on his legs, feeling the residual warmth from his legs that seeped through his pants after he had just finished dancing.
Jiang Shen said frankly: "Yes, that's right."
"It must have been very difficult for her to prepare herself mentally, and she must have come here with great courage."
The stylists looked at each other and laughed.
Jiang Shen asked in confusion: "Why are you laughing?"
The stylist shook his head and said, "No, nothing, I just think that if I had an idol I liked, I would hope it would be someone like you."
Jiang Shen raised his lips slightly and said bluntly, "Then follow me?"
The stylist immediately refused and said, "No, there are rules in the industry. If I become your fan, I will have to quit this styling team."
The eight-minute break passed in a flash.
Jiang Shen stood with his teammates and simply moved his body on the spot to warm up again.
He was still thinking about the fans' outfits that the stylist had just described.
A loose-fitting solid-color goose yellow suit with no pattern on it.
The most important thing is that the top has long sleeves.
When Jiang Shen heard the stylist's description, he felt it was a little familiar.
When I was wandering around the talk session just now, I seemed to have actually caught a glimpse of someone dressed like this.
There were so many spectators in the backstage that he originally thought that finding her was like looking for a needle in a haystack. Although he held out for a glimmer of hope, there was a high probability that he would not be able to see her. But after hearing the stylist's description, he felt a little hopeful again.
However, it could also be an illusion caused by some psychological effect that he is not aware of?
As the second half was coming to an end, the atmosphere on stage became relatively free, and there were more interactions with fans.
Jiang Shen was paying attention to the cheering signs and spreading food to the fans, while looking for people wearing long sleeves in the vast crowd.
He was originally scanning from a distance, but the moment he lowered his head, his eyes accurately captured the goose yellow suit.
He immediately remembered the location, but unfortunately now was not a good time to go there.
Not long after, he and his teammates gathered and returned to the big stage to listen to their teammates' closing remarks.
"It's a pity that today's performance will have its last stage. I guess everyone feels very sorry about this, right?"
“Although this is the last stage, but everyone’s cheering is loud enough, maybe we will come back again?”
"Then—last song!"
The stage lights were turned off with a chorus of sounds, and they quickly found their positions.
The last song was a ballad. The members held up the microphones and walked towards different directions of the stage, including Jiang Shen.
The fans' cheering sticks were turned into orange by the central control. That was their cheering color. A bright orange light surged in the darkness like the sea.
Jiang Shen was immersed in this ocean.
At this moment, his eyes were filled with the sea at sunset and the twinkling stars in the sky.
After the last song was sung, they returned to the backstage.
The fans’ shouts of “Encore! Encore! Encore!” one after another, hitting their ears like waves.
Jiang Shen put on his last set of clothes.
The last set of clothes is a sports suit with two big pockets on the pants.
"Would you like some candy?" the agent handed over a handful of candy.
Before a stage performance, they usually stay fasting for one to two hours, both to avoid nausea caused by high-intensity dancing and to stay in the best condition when wearing tight clothes. But after a few hours, everyone will have some low blood sugar, so we always have some candies that everyone likes to eat available in the background.
Jiang Shen took the milk candy and threw it into his mouth. He bit it with his back teeth and the candy immediately broke into pieces. The sweet milky aroma filled his mouth.
As he chewed, his eyes fell on the big bag of candy on the table. After hesitating for a few seconds, he simply scooped up a handful and stuffed it into his trouser pocket.
"Brother Shine, are you going to give out candies?" A teammate came over, glanced at his movements, and immediately guessed his intention.
Jiang Shen nodded: "Shall I give you some?"
The teammate waved his hands: "I don't hand out candy, I sprinkle water."
The fans' calls for an encore became louder and louder, and soon they returned to the stage.
Their encore stage was very casual, and compared to the formal stage, they would interact with fans up close.
Jiang Shen followed his teammates and ran around the field. After just two steps, he was splashed with mineral water by his teammates.
After responding to the other party speechlessly, he walked in the direction he had already planned in his mind.
Coming to the area he had just locked onto, he once again captured the fan in the goose yellow suit.
She stood in the crowd, her cheeks slightly flushed with excitement, holding the cheering stick tightly in her hand, and looking straight at him.
Fans in the area screamed wildly, pointing their phones at him.
Seeing the excited fans, he suddenly smiled and waved at them, which in turn resulted in even louder screams.
He took off one of his earphones, and the sounds of "shine" and "Jiang Shen" surrounded him.
Then he saw that fan's eyes instantly turned red, and his bright eyes were covered with tears.
Why are you still crying? He didn't come here to make the other person cry.
He jumped down from the stage and the fans in that area instantly stood up and reached out to him excitedly.
He cooperated with the fans by clapping and shaking hands, then walked up to the fan.
Unable to tell which country the other person was from, he simply said "don't cry" in Korean, Mandarin and English.
It would have been better if he hadn't said it. Once he said it, the tears that he had been holding back flowed down like a dam breaking. He cried so pitifully that it seemed like he was out of breath.
For some reason, Jiang Shen felt a little guilty because he made someone cry.
Feeling guilty, he reached into his pocket and grabbed a handful of candy to give to her, but the moment he raised his hand, he caught a glimpse of the beaded bracelet on his wrist.
He suddenly remembered what the stylist said.
She hid in the bathroom, scratching the skin where her prosthesis met her thigh, which was covered with scars.
He paused and threw the candy that he had intended to give to the other party directly to the fans.
He gave his fans a candy rain as a gift like Santa Claus.
The fan didn't stand up or grab the candy. She just kept looking at him and crying.
Looking at the fans next to him who were extremely excited and wanted candy, Jiang Shen raised his hands and shook his head regretfully.
No more sugar. No more sugar.
But there are other gifts.
He looked at the crying fan, removed his beaded bracelet, held it in his hand, and leaned closer to the fence.
The excited fans became reserved when he approached, and only the particularly bold fans gently touched his hair and shoulders.
The fan's kindness made him smile again, and he reached out to the fan.
A beautiful beaded bracelet appeared in Ren Fenghe's sight through his tears.
Ren Fenghe's mind was blank and she couldn't react to what was happening. She only knew that she reached out her hand and took the beads.
Jiang Shen withdrew his hand and continued to interact with the fans around him. He took the fan's phone, switched it to selfie mode, and left a video of himself on the fan's phone.
He interacted here for a while longer.
When it was his turn to sing, he picked up the microphone again, returned to the stage, and jumped to another area.
Ren Fenghe stared at Jiang Shen's receding figure infatuatedly. Coincidentally, at this moment, the venue opened up colorful ribbons, and the sky was full of flying ribbons, making everything look more like an illusory and splendid dream.
"You and this fan are quite destined to meet. You actually managed to find her," commented Ms. Miao after hearing the story.
After that, she put another chicken leg into Ren Fenghe's bowl, looked at Ren Fenghe who was motionless, as if he had pressed the stop button, and asked in confusion: "Are you full so quickly that you're confused?"
Ren Fenghe stupidly stuffed another mouthful of rice into his mouth and shook his head mechanically.
Ms. Miao was not surprised. Sometimes the child would do some strange actions and say some strange words.
Ren Fenghe is still down.
Haha, haha, the villain in her heart was laughing for no reason.
It was more than just fate that I found her in the venue.
She was dressed like his daughter.
Ren Fenghe never thought that she would be able to hear another perspective on the story between her and Jiang Shen that she had always remembered.
Every fan can remember every bit of interaction with their idol, but they also know that idols will not remember as many details and moments as they do.
Those memories that fans have reminisced about countless times are nothing more than the idol’s casual behavior, which will be forgotten in the blink of an eye.
But it turns out Jiang Shen remembered.
At this moment, Ren Fenghe felt that her head and heart were empty. Under the strong impact, she had no emotions but only "confusion".
"Is that your own bracelet, or was it given to you by your stylist?" Miao Qingqing asked.
Jiang Shen said without hesitation: "It's my bracelet. I went to the temple to pray for it at the beginning of the year when there were few people around. It is said that it can bless you to be healthy and have your wishes come true."
It was because he thought of the four words "healthy" that he gave the bracelet away.
Now Ren Fenghe was even more confused. She turned her head and stared at Jiang Shen, forgetting to blink.
She even subconsciously touched her left wrist.
But it was empty, there was nothing.
Miao Qingqing was full of emotion. She gestured with her hands and said, "If I were a fan, I would keep the bracelet as a family heirloom."
Jiang Shen said helplessly: "It's not that exaggerated, it's just an ordinary bracelet."
Ren Fenghe subconsciously retorted, who said it was an exaggeration, when she got the bracelet, the fans around her were super envious of her, okay?
Fortunately, the fans around her are more civilized and reasonable. When she was reading concert reviews before, she saw other fans say that they received hats from their idols, but they were snatched away by the people around them.
The fact that people are scrambling for even a hat is enough to show how precious these items personally handed over by idols are to fans.
After Ren Fenghe finished her rebuttal, she finally came to her senses. She looked at Jiang Shen several times quickly and then buried her head in eating again.
This time she ate with even greater relish than before, with the corners of her mouth slightly raised. Anyone who could see her could tell that she was extremely happy.
"Do you still remember what that fan looked like?" Miao Qingqing asked, continuing with the story.
Jiang Shen shook his head regretfully and said, "It's been too long. I can only remember what the clothes looked like."
After thinking for a moment, he added rigorously: "I don't remember her facial features, but I still remember her expression of crying wildly."
Jiang Shen was able to remember the fans through photos and videos in their mobile phone albums. He didn't take any photos at the time, so of course he couldn't remember what Ren Fenghe looked like.
Ren Fenghe didn't feel any regret about this. She didn't care whether Jiang Shen remembered her appearance or not. Compared to remembering her appearance, remembering what happened between them and caring about her were more precious than remembering her appearance.
Ren Fenghe has always known that Jiang Shen has a sincere and passionate heart that loves his fans.
Now, the heart was clearly displayed before her again.
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