But fortunately, after the number 9 appears, it is 8.

After 8, it’s 7.

Then, with the whole audience counting down together, and with the last word "1", a storm blew up like a roaring mountain and a tsunami. In the last picture, the two of them were in the photo studio, wearing white shirts, with a red background as the background.

, a photo post that is more in line with a Chinese wedding, dyeing the entire night sky of the sacred tree into a happy red.

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"Ding~deng~deng~deng..."

The prelude of "Qili Xiang" started.

"oh!!!!!!"

"Hua la la la la la..."

applause.

Cheers come as expected!

When the lights in the audience came on, Jay Chou's happy-sounding prelude instantly exploded!

Wearing suits representing BESTMAN, he and Lang Lang appeared on the stage with backup dancers, one on the left and one on the right.

One person stands and sings, and the other person sits and plays.

"The sparrows outside the window! Talking too much on the telephone pole~"

"You said~this sentence feels very summery~"

"ah!!!"

"Jay Chou!!!!"

"Jay Chou!!!!!"

"The pencil in my hand goes back and forth on the paper..."

After a short period of cheers and noise, the whole audience suddenly burst into a chorus.

He doesn't even need to sing.

He only needs to continue playing the accompaniment, and the rest... we will do it ourselves!

Not only inside and outside the venue, on the roadside and in the square, everyone's ears are filled with the songs that belong to themselves and their idols.

Everyone is cheering.

Everyone is singing along.

Including Xu Xin and Yang Mi, who just thought their society was dead.

"Qilixiang"...

I'm interested.

He had obviously planned to divorce Yang Mi just now, but when the melody gradually moved towards the chorus, Xu Xin had already quietly held his wife's hand.

At this moment...the two of them are either Liu Zhishi or Liu Yifei.

It can no longer be seen.

With affection in his eyes, he hummed this song that he almost knew by heart, holding his wife's hand and raising it high... Although he was a little hasty this time and didn't prepare a light stick, but it didn't matter.

Countless hands with the same thoughts as Xu Xin were raised.

In the cold wind.

On a cold night, sway to this song as sweet as summer.

Humming a song called "Happiness".

until……

"At this moment, I just want to kiss your stubborn mouth!!...Yu..."

When the second chorus started, Xu Xin's voice suddenly got stuck in his throat like a duck.

No in, no out, no increase, no decrease.

And the music in the whole place was instantly quiet.

It was completely silent, and the audience's singing stopped abruptly when they realized something was wrong.

"..."

"..."

After half a second of silence, cheers and laughter suddenly started.

Because, at this moment, the screen broadcasting the concert suddenly split into two, and one half showed Jay Chou and Lang Lang leaning on the piano, one singing and the other playing.

As for the other half...a camera with a red light on focused on the couple whose hands were frozen in the air...or Xu Xin himself.

If it were just facing him, he wouldn't have such a reaction.

Here comes the point.

On the half of the screen pointed at him, there was a "?" symbol.

?The lines are full of that...

At once……

Very inferior feeling.

The pink ?-shaped picture frame with blooming flowers is like the "good morning" emoticon sent by the elderly in the group at around six o'clock in the morning.

The more inferior the quality, the more inferior it will be.

But this one?, both Xu Xin and Yang Mi were framed inside.

And above ?, there are four English letters:

"KISS."

think about it.

As a sociophobic patient, you are in a concert specially held for you with tens of thousands of people watching. Suddenly, there is no music in the audience, and the camera is fixed in front of you, asking you to kiss your wife...

How come others don’t know.

At this moment, Xu Xin wished he could have a cerebral thrombosis and just "ga" it over...

No need to ask. Apart from a hot man, who else could be involved in this full of bad taste?

Wang Sicong...

Sun thief.

Apart from him, there must be no other person!

"oh!!!"

"Kiss me!!!"

"Hahahahaha..."

Amid the booing, Jay Chou and Lang Lang also had evil smiles on their faces, but they remained motionless. One of them was sitting on a chair, raising one hand towards the band.

One of them had the microphone right next to his mouth, but he didn't say a word.

Both of their heads were staring at the big screen at the same time.

Just waiting.

Waiting for you little mushroom!!!!

Why bully a sociophobic patient like this!

Xu Xin wanted to die at this moment.

However, he forgot... some things don't necessarily require men to take the initiative.

Next to him, there was a Sheniu sitting.

After understanding what her friend meant, Yang Mi smiled.

Is your husband shy?

It doesn't matter.

I come!

Facing the camera, she casually put her hand in front of her face and raised three fingers.

"three!"

She turned to face her red-faced husband.

"two."

She held her husband's chin with one hand.
To be continued...