Zhuomian put the ticket down and continued doing his own thing, sitting in the corner and memorizing the script as usual.
Shi Wang glanced at her sideways, his eyelashes casting a shadow at the corners of his eyes: "So, are you willing to go tonight?"
The cold voice of the daytime sleep sounded: "I have seen many ways of pursuing people, and you are quite boring."
A faint sense of disappointment suddenly welled up in my mind.
She looked up from her script: "But the concert, I'm still interested."
Shi Wang smiled, his voice so low it carried a faint tremor from his chest: "Okay."
The other people in the theater were excited and lively, looking forward to the concert in the evening.
The night was deep, the bright lights outside the stadium were cut off, and the stadium was temporarily dark, and everyone entered with their tickets.
When I was meditating while looking at my phone, the lights of the stage suddenly lit up in front of me.
The big screen began to introduce the first singer.
She was a popular singer, and the whole audience cheered and screamed.
I just skimmed through his songs during my daytime nap, mainly listening to them to follow the trend and then putting them in my playlist.
The flashing fluorescent sticks light up one after another, creating a bright and dark ocean of red, and the warm wind blows through people's nostrils like a breath.
She sat in the front row and could see every move of the singer clearly.
Perhaps it was because the singer was too famous. The whole audience sang along at the climax. The sound poured out all over the place. The resonant singing drowned out the daytime sleepiness and made people feel safe for no reason.
Everyone around knew that this concert was organized by Shi Wangwei and Zhuomian, and they couldn't help but glance in their direction. Zhang Shuang looked at their backs from across two rows, and they looked so well-matched in the sea of lights.
The back of the sleeping girl is thin, and the wind gently blows her shiny flowing long hair, making her look like the white-skinned blonde goddess in Greek mythology paintings.
There are probably few girls who can resist such a romantic and grand confession.
The entire concert's playlist consisted entirely of love songs.
Full of carefully planned love.
Will he catch up with her?
After the young male singer finished singing two songs, he looked in the direction of Shiwang and Zhumian with a hint of respect:
"Thank you to Yangliu'an Group for inviting me to host this concert. I'm very happy to see you all today. I hope everyone can enjoy a life of sleeping in during the day and singing at night."
The spotlight on the stage flashed, and the dazzling light passed by, passing by the moon, but the moon's eyes were indifferent and calm, like a cloud that was not affected by the noise and turmoil.
There have been more than five singers on stage, and almost every singer thanked Yangliuan for the invitation between songs.
The big screen even captured the person taking a nap in the audience, as if to tell everyone the original intention of this concert.
She wore a white halter dress, revealing her fair and slender neck. Her collarbone and shoulder lines were as elegant as a swan. Her golden curly hair curled romantically in the light, swaying slightly in the wind.
That face was so cold and tough, so arrogant and cold, like a translucent flower growing in a crack in the stone.
When she saw herself suddenly appear on the big screen, she just calmly looked away, unmoved.
When she has no expression, her eyes are always cold, without any emotion, and without any intention of trying to please.
In the interweaving of light and shadow, the cold moon is still the same cold moon.
Waves of exclamations spread throughout the stadium, like waves.
It’s because the audience below the stage is more beautiful than the singers, so beautiful that it’s stunning.
The next song started and the camera returned to the singer. The audience waved their glow sticks and began to sing love songs along with the singer.
How to make your relationship public,
They all seem like secrets that are hard to tell.
I was trapped in a circle and you abused my sincerity
Everyone says the scandal with you is a bad fate
Your face is so in tune with ruthlessness
I should have let go, but loving you is like a drug addiction."
The singers sang in front of Zhou Mi most of the time. There was a special machine aimed at Zhou Mi, and someone behind him was watching Zhou Mi's glow stick.
The central control controls all the glow sticks, and the glow sticks waved by the audience change according to the glow sticks of the daytime sleepers.
She happily turned the tune to the brightest setting, and her favorite singer saw a brilliant sea of fireworks and a wave of support for her.
She was not too keen on the songs, so she just left her glow sticks lying around, with all the controls on the glow sticks turned off, and only the ones that the audience members turned on intentionally remained lit.
Everything changes according to her preferences.
Shi Wang was too dazzling in the drama club and inevitably attracted attention. The members who had some affection for Shi Wang looked at this grand gift and felt sad, but knew that they would never meet Shi Wang again.
The sense of distance is too great.
I used to be partial to others when I saw them during my daytime sleep, and now I ring the bell early on New Year's Eve, and everyone is envious of me.
Daytime sleep is a sad one.
But now she is the center.
It feels sad to sleep during the day amidst the singing.
She got it, even something grander, but she wasn't as happy as she had imagined.
Even though she knew that his preference for others came from her.
The singer laughed and shouted amid the cheers: "May you have sleep during the day and love at night."
The audience cheered even more enthusiastically in response.
Amid the cheers, Shi Wang turned his head to look at her, a brilliant light reflected in his eyes, and his gaze looked at her tenderly like the evening breeze.
The more colorful the brilliant light was, the colder and paler his skin looked, and he felt cold all over.
But his eyes were filled with surging love that was searching for her across mountains and seas, and desire was surging in his silence.
The type who is polite in front of others but kisses others behind their backs and has a strong desire for control.
It is most confusing to be moved by someone who looks down on you without feeling anything.
Zhuomian turned around to get some water and met Shiwang's gaze.
Shi Wang's voice was very low but tender and heart-wrenching: "What's wrong?"
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