Early the next morning.
Wen He and his group had already taken the earliest flight to the most bustling first-tier cities.
Shanghai, the Magic City.
It was his first time on an airplane, and he was curious about everything at the airport, but also a little scared.
But under Cheng Yudie's guidance, they all boarded the plane smoothly.
Wen He knew that his condition had obviously worsened last night.
Singing a song only results in coughing, severe body aches, and difficulty breathing.
Wen He could still get through it through sheer willpower.
At least there are painkillers, which can make him feel a little better.
But if singing a song requires experiencing the same suffocating feeling as last night, that's absolutely not going to work.
"This is Shanghai...it's so prosperous..."
Before even getting off the plane, Wen He had already seen the towering skyscrapers that she had only ever seen on her phone, and felt an indescribable sense of awe and inferiority.
He felt out of place in his surroundings.
Although the money he currently holds is still a considerable sum even in the most prosperous city of Shanghai.
However, his upbringing in such a high-end metropolis still makes him feel inferior.
"Wait? You are... Wen He!?"
Before she even left the airport, Wen He seemed to have been recognized.
"Ah... I am..." Wen He was clearly taken aback, and this sudden situation left him somewhat bewildered.
"It really is you! Oh my god! I actually met you in person! May I take a picture with you!?"
The girl was incredibly excited, her face beaming with joy. She was especially thrilled, her eyes shining as she looked at Wen He.
"Is...is it possible..." Wen He had never seen such a scene before and was so frightened that she didn't know what to do.
"Will this bother you?" The girl noticed that Wen He seemed a little uncomfortable.
"No, no, no... I'm just a little nervous because I've never been treated like this before."
At this point, Wen He's face turned slightly red.
Soon, the commotion drew the attention of many people around.
Some of them stopped in their tracks after watching for a while.
After being stunned for a long time...
Another boy with a schoolbag walked over: "Excuse me, are you Wen He?"
"Yes...yes." Wen He was completely stumped.
"I'm so lucky! I actually met you here in person. I really love your songs. They give me a lot of strength. Can I take a picture with you?" The boy was visibly excited.
Once there's a first, a second, then naturally a third, a fourth...
In addition, the inherent gossip-loving nature in everyone's genes has led to more and more people gathering here.
Some people genuinely spotted Wen He and wanted to take a photo with her, while others simply came to see what was happening.
【Ahhhhh, it's Wen He! Oh my god! I actually ran into Wen He at the airport! Is today my lucky day?!】
[Holy crap! It really is Wen He I was thinking of! I thought I misheard! Wen He, I want a photo with her too!]
Wen He looks even more gentle and handsome offline than in the live stream! Your singing is so beautiful! I need to listen to your songs every night to fall asleep.
Wen He, your songs are so incredibly moving! Every time I listen to them, I can't stop crying. How can there be such a gentle and kind person like you in the world? I love you so much!
Before her stood a group of young people around the same age as Wen He.
They were full of energy and their eyes were sparkling.
Like the warm sun in winter.
Every word warmed Wen He's heart.
This was also the first time he had seen the substantial effect of his own singing.
Everyone here is a kind and lovely person.
Looking at them, Wen He felt a warm glow in her heart, and a smile unconsciously appeared on her face.
"Thank you... thank you everyone for liking my song."
"Let's film this way, so we don't block the way."
To avoid causing security issues here, Wen He and the others came to a wall.
Everyone lined up in an orderly fashion, taking photos with Wen He one after another.
Everyone who took a photo with Wen He had a happy and joyful smile on their face.
After taking the photos, the fans didn't rush to leave, but instead eagerly inquired about Wen He's cough.
[Wenhe, how are you feeling? Are you feeling any better? We're all very concerned about you.]
[Yes, that video of you at the barbecue stand really hurt me. It made me so sad. You didn't seem to be doing well. Are you really okay?]
[You usually end your live stream right after singing, are you secretly coughing behind our backs? Is there anything I can help you with? I'm a local from Shanghai, and I really want to help you...]
Yes, just tell us! There's strength in numbers. If we all work together, things will definitely get better.
Last night after the live broadcast.
The video about the barbecue stall went viral and ranked second on the trending search list!
It even ranked second only to the first live stream where Wen He showed her face on social media!
This is enough to show how worried everyone is about Wen He's condition.
After all, Wen He was coughing really badly in the video.
With each cough, fresh blood splattered.
Moreover, after coughing, he was like a soulless puppet, completely frozen in place.
The audience felt as if a thousand needles were piercing their hearts when they saw this scene.
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