The final BOSS comes from twenty years later

His voice was not loud, but it clearly passed into Zhou Nanxin's ears in the noisy background. The words were clear. The girl opened her mouth very magically and returned to her normal voice.

"Why can I hear you."

"Because the heart is wise."

Tang Luo was talking, leaning on the chair and squinting to look at the stage.

The concert is about to begin, Qiao Weier has already stepped onto the stage, is adjusting the microphone, and talking to the staff.

This is indeed a very beautiful woman. She is tall and delicate. She has beautiful long beige hair and iconic ruby ​​eyes. She has a black dress with bright diamonds and a bat shirt. Some people are born for the stage, and She seems to be such a person.

That little girl just now.

It should be Qiao Wei'er's sister.

Tang Luo probably had a guess, but he didn't know why, when he saw a real person, he always felt that Qiao Weier was a bit familiar.

What a strange feeling...

His keen five senses can clearly hear the voices of people around him, and he will not be buried by the noise. On the right hand, Feng Lezheng is holding a Qiao Weier Q version doll, and said to Zhang Rui such as "You are really good soil. But my five elements are lack of soil.” This kind of straight-steel man’s earthy love story.

A sense of space quickly scans through the entire stadium.

The little girl is in the background.

Quietly watching Qiao Weier perform through the entrance on the side of the stage.

She was sitting on the bench, obediently small, innocent and cute, she was nothing but an ordinary beautiful little girl.

should.

I think too much.

At eight o'clock exactly, Qiao Weier tapped the microphone, and the sound was over the noisy venue. The big screen stopped playing previous albums and replaced it with the big star standing on the stage with a sweet smile.

"Good evening, Chinese friends?"

She turned out to be Chinese.

The word is round.

The atmosphere in the venue instantly heated up again, and the applause was overwhelming.

Listening to the noise around, Zhou Nanxin followed and yelled twice happily, and was very involved in waving the light stick that the staff gave out for free when he came in.

Only Tang Luoto held his chin.

Look at the sky.

Don't rectify the ones that are not.

When are you actually starting to set off fireworks?

After a simple warm-up, the real performance begins. The first song turned out to be a new song that Qiao Weier has not released. It is the biggest easter egg today. The melody is bright and bright. It can be felt even in English. The first song of love is singing, Qiao Weier's voice is sweet, with high resolution, and the melody is floating around the venue like the wind.

The music has reached its climax little by little.

Around the scene.

The dense multi-talented sparks rushed into the sky, and then the large clusters of flowers exploded, as if to light up the entire sky.

This is the firework rain that Tang Luo has always been expecting, even brighter than expected, the streamer spreads, and then spreads, like a golden rain falling from the sky.

The crowd shook light sticks.

The purple light is like a sea of ​​swaying lavender flowers.

A song is over.

Then came the next song.

Qiao Weier's sweet voice has never been cut off, perfectly showing the strength that a first-line singer should have.

The fireworks and singing are flowing. It is an experience and moving that is difficult to experience without personally visiting the scene. Zhou Nanxin was also infected by the rhythm, shaking with the crowd, Tang Luo looked back at her, the girl’s eyes reflected the light of the sky , Fireworks bloomed in the girl's eyes.

"do you like it?"

Tang Luo gave up the space transmission and shouted simply.

Fireworks.

Night sky.

The well-behaved girl and the sea of ​​lavender.

Destroying such a landscape with superpowers and the like is simply a kind of pure blasphemy.

The girl turned her head.

Smiling eyes turned into a crescent shape.

"I like you the most!"

There were so many people making noise, and she couldn't hear everything in the mess in the meeting place. She didn't believe in any kind of conscience. She just wanted to speak louder to ensure that Tang Luo could hear it.

There is only a narrow armrest between the two seats.

Tang Luo hugged her.

Unexpectedly, he lowered his head and kissed.

The girl opened her eyes subconsciously, then her eyes slowed down, and she closed it gently in cooperation.

...

The deepest night is coming.

The fireworks that lit up the sky finally burned out, and the remaining dust dissipated, revealing above the dome, that round of galaxies was so brilliant that it did not seem to be real.

It was already 12 o’clock when the concert ended. Of course, the proposal to stay in the hotel together was rejected. Feng Lexing drove Zhang Rui home with exhaustion, while Tang Luo took Zhou Nanxin to find someone who was open until late. Hot pot restaurant, digest the carnival tonight together.

The red hot pot bottom is on the induction cooker.

Grumbling bubbles.

Tang Luo put the hardest potato flour and blood tofu on first, then rinsed two pieces of meat and put them to Zhou Nanxin.

"Will you go home at night."