Chapter 6 His Kingdom.
Being in this world, it's hard not to be influenced by the atmosphere around you.
Fu Xiaodan even exaggeratedly pulled out two light sticks and stuffed them into Sheng Yi's hands, saying, "Since we're here, let's do as the Romans do."
Sheng Yi couldn't help but laugh.
While queuing to enter, some fans were handing out support items. Seeing their makeup and the light sticks in their hands, they enthusiastically handed over a few items, asking, "Are you fans too?"
The card she had just received instantly made her palms burn. Sheng Yi didn't know how to reply, so she tactically chose to remain silent. Fu Xiaodan took the initiative to take over the small talk.
"Yes, I've liked him for a long time. His debut album already had a very personal style. Which of his songs do you like the most?"
A fan found a kindred spirit: "I've been following him since his debut, and I like many of his songs, but now I listen to 'Listen to the Wind' the most."
Fu Xiaodan strongly agreed: "It's perfect for this season, and we might even hear a live version later."
As Sheng Jian watched them chatter more and more happily, she stood obediently to the side, pretending to listen attentively. How could she not know that there was a hidden Wen Shili fan right beside her?
The two chatted for a long time before reluctantly parting. Sheng Yi finally found an opportunity to ask the real person, "Really?"
Unexpectedly, Fu Xiaodan said, "This is nothing. His event plan was done by our group, and we can almost recite the relevant terms by heart."
"But I must say, I actually quite admire him."
Sheng Yi was shocked: "How come I've never heard you mention this before?"
Fu Xiaodan said, "I'm not a child anymore."
Sheng Yi understood. Adults, after all, have their lives filled with studies and work, leaving little room for even fleeting pleasures. They no longer experience extreme sadness or joy, nor do they have moments to recklessly pursue unrealistic dreams.
Once inside and seated, Sheng Yi realized that her seat had an excellent view. It was in the second row of the inner section, directly facing the center of the stage.
"What should I do? I don't think I can sing any of his songs." The surrounding seats gradually filled up, and everyone was in high spirits. Sheng Yi felt like he had been airdropped into the battlefield empty-handed, and he was inexplicably a little nervous.
Fu Xiaodan comforted her, "It's okay, I'm pretty much the same. Just shout along with the fans."
After witnessing her recount everything about Wen Shili in such detail, Sheng Yi suddenly felt unsure whether she should believe her.
The lights suddenly dimmed, and the concert started on time.
The blue sea of stars ignited the boundless darkness, and the stadium, which held tens of thousands of people, was instantly filled with the screams of fans.
As my emotions reached their peak, a soft chanting, like the sound of the wind, drifted from somewhere, whispering softly in my ear.
Sheng Yi looked up at the stage following the sound. In the center of the previously empty stage, someone was standing silently.
"Wen Shili! Wen Shili!" The crowd erupted in cheers once again.
The person on stage seemed detached from the world, holding the microphone and continuing to gently write, sketching spring stroke by stroke.
A slow song gently sweeps away the dust of the world and soothes the noise in one's mind. The venue separates two worlds, allowing people to pause and rest briefly.
She had heard this song before.
Was it really him who sang it?
The bustling venue gradually quieted down. Sheng Yi looked up again and saw Wen Shili standing calmly on the stage. There was no complicated accompaniment, no superfluous movements, yet all the light seemed to converge on him. Dressed in a white performance costume, he looked like an ethereal spirit, gentle and pure.
Some people are born to be the center of attention. Quite inappropriately, she suddenly remembered the boast she had once made to Huang Zhicheng.
Perhaps it cannot be called Haikou. Only by being there can one truly understand what makes it stand out.
As the last notes faded, the elf on the stage suddenly opened her eyes. Sheng Yi had no time to dodge and was met with those eyes that seemed to absorb everything.
She knew it was just her imagination. The audience below the stage had all been bewitched by him.
As he was greeted by such a gaze, Wen Shili held the microphone and slightly parted his lips, "Hi, I'm Wen Shili, welcome here."
"Aaaaaaahhhhh!!" The audience below could no longer contain their screams.
People traveled long distances to come here, and under the dazzling lights, they expressed their love to the fullest.
Amidst resounding cheers that echoed throughout the venue, a fast-paced song ignited the crowd's enthusiasm. The rhythmic and powerful sound waves sent the audience completely into a frenzy.
With light and bright joy, and tender and poignant sorrow, Wen Shili wanders freely and gently through various musical styles. In the realm woven by music, he sits high on his throne, receiving the admiration of countless people.
The camera shifts, and his exquisite features are projected onto the big screen, his deep eyes gazing at you with affection. At this moment, however, his good looks become the least significant aspect of his appearance.
Sheng Yi unconsciously joined in the shouting and singing along with the entire audience.
Every lyric, every beat, connects tens of thousands of surging heartbeats. The unique vitality of music makes everyone forget themselves, only knowing to dance and shout along with it.
Part-time jobs and casting changes were no longer considerations; all emotions were now under Wen Shili's control.
No wonder he has remained at the top for so many years.
Unexpectedly, she had already heard quite a few of his songs.
As the last note fell, Sheng Yi was completely exhausted.
The camera panned to the audience, where fans were overcome with excitement. Some covered their mouths in disbelief, while others waved their arms wildly. Sheng Yi sat there blankly, caught in the receding tide of emotions. The intense joy left her throat dry and her eyes brimming with tears.
"Yiyi!" Exclamations suddenly rang out from all around, and amidst the commotion, Fu Xiaodan tightly gripped her arm.
Before Sheng Yi could fully recover from her emotions, she saw herself on the enlarged screen.
She imagined herself acting out an unbelievable scene, just like the female celebrities she'd seen at award ceremonies. But the truth was, she was completely stunned.
The director was also surprised by this unexpected joy. The beautiful girl stared blankly ahead, her raven-feather-like eyelashes fluttering slightly. The tears that had been gathering on them could no longer be held back and rolled down her cheeks.
Even a rough, burly man like him couldn't withstand the impact, and excitedly raised his voice, "Yes, yes, cut the camera for a few more seconds."
"Oh my god!"
"Our idol is just too good-looking!"
Fu Xiaodan listened to the exaggerated discussions around her, then turned to look at Sheng Yi. The pure and delicate beauty made one want to pull her into their arms. Unfortunately, she had no idea how much of a shock she had caused others. Under everyone's gaze, she stared wide-eyed, innocent and bewildered.
Sheng Yi endured her half-smiling gaze, feeling the undisguised stares falling on him from all sides. Belatedly, he was enveloped by a strange sense of shame.
Fortunately, everyone's attention quickly returned to the stage.
"I think I shouted too loudly just now." Sheng Yi wiped away the physiological tears that had welled up in her eyes, and watched as Wen Shili bowed to the surroundings to express his gratitude. The bursting ribbons announced the end of the feast.
The fans shouted themselves hoarse, yet they still tried their best to make their voices heard.
"Wen Shili! Thank you!"
Wen Shili! I love you!
In this grand utopia, everyone experienced a brief but passionate fervor.
Envious? It would be a lie to say she wasn't. She too had fantasized about standing center stage, surrounded by a deafening roar of cheers from the audience. But what was the reality?
Dream chasers come and go, and the common answer is that they often fail to achieve their dreams. If they had even a tenth of that traffic, they wouldn't be left looking foolish and being toyed with.
The initial enthusiasm was tinged with a sense of melancholy, but this quickly subsided. The gap was too large to warrant comparison.
She stretched out her palm, letting the ribbons swirl and fall onto it. When she awoke, only the ribbons remained to commemorate the journey.
"How's your throat?" Fu Xiaodan teased her with a smile, only to realize that her own throat was almost completely dry and ruined when she tried to speak.
Sheng Yi didn't know how things had turned out this way either. The two looked at each other and could see satisfied smiles in each other's eyes.
She smiled and said, "They're even."
The audience gradually left, and the staff began urging everyone to leave. Fu Xiaodan took out her phone, walked aside to make a call, and returned a moment later, taking Sheng Yi's hand and saying, "Let's go."
Sheng Yi was dragged along, running at a brisk pace. "Where are we going?"
"Greet your master."
Compared to the glitz and glamour on stage, the chaotic backstage area is like another battlefield.
Sheng Yi glanced at the work badge hanging in front of him, then at the woman striding ahead to clear the way, and couldn't help but admire her quick and decisive execution.
The artists' dressing room was just ahead. Sheng Yi tugged at Fu Xiaodan's hand and pleaded pitifully, "Can I wait for you here?"
She can appreciate it from a distance, but she can't handle such close interaction. People might even think she's just trying to ride on their coattails.
Fu Xiaodan was exasperated and slapped her on the back, saying, "You're already here, stand up straight!"
If this were a martial arts drama, Sheng Yi would have loved to spit out a mouthful of hot blood and then play dead. Unfortunately, reality isn't a TV series, and she had no choice but to bite the bullet and follow Fu Xiaodan.
The person who opened the door was a tall, thin man wearing glasses, who looked like he already knew Fu Xiaodan.
Sheng Yi stood there stiffly, listening to her congratulate Wen Shili and his staff, saying that the stage performance exceeded expectations, and even discussing topics related to the next tour.
Good grief, weren't you here to say hello? Why are you suddenly talking about work?
She tried to minimize her presence, hoping not to be singled out. But after finishing her conversation, Fu Xiaodan pulled her directly in front of her, saying, "I mainly brought my younger sister here today to broaden her horizons."
Cao Jun had already noticed the girl beside her. Unlike Fu Xiaodan's outgoing personality, Sheng Yi was like a quail that had wandered in, cowering weakly next to her companion, wishing she could remain unnoticed.
Seeing her like this, he had long forgotten his previous feelings for her and couldn't help but reach out to tease her, "Hello, I'm Cao Jun."
Sheng Yi reached out and shook his hand, then heard him say to Fu Xiaodan, "Want to come to the celebration party later?"
No! Sheng Yi secretly reached out and tugged hard at Fu Xiaodan's sleeve. Fu Xiaodan was in the middle of her excitement and didn't notice her little action.
When Sheng Yi heard her agree so readily, she didn't forget to try and get some perks for herself, "Great, great, can I bring my family?"
Cao Jun: "Of course."
Your kind offer: There's really no need for that.
She racked her brains, trying to come up with an excuse that would sound sincere, but before she could come up with anything, Cao Jun slipped into the lounge again.
Fu Xiaodan told her, "Cao Jun is Wen Shili's assistant and also my junior."
Sheng Yi: !! It turns out she's a well-connected woman.
Distracted like that, she completely forgot about the important matter. It wasn't until Cao Jun poked his head out from under the door and said with a smile, "I'll take you to say hello to Brother Li," that Sheng Yi was completely dumbfounded.
No, could someone please ask her opinion?
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