Wang Huan looked at the girl in front of him, with infinite tenderness in his eyes.

At this moment, he forgot that he was on the stage of the concert, that he was facing tens of millions of spectators, that he was identified, that he forgot everything.

In his eyes, there was only this girl.

In a trance, the previous scenes appeared in front of me......

......

A thousand paper cranes.

An anchor lady in a white T-shirt and dark blue jeans held a bunch of flower baskets and roses in front of him.

"This classmate, don't be stupid. ”

Wang Huan hurriedly stopped the other party's movements, and at the same time looked at the beautiful girl in front of him who made him a little surprised.

This was the first time he had met Qiqi.

At that time, he was unknown.

......

"Senior, can you leave a phone call? When you sing in the future, I can help you live broadcast." ”

"It's not an honor. ”

On that day, Wang Huan and Qiqi exchanged contact information.

......

[Congratulations to the host, winning "Little Dimple".] 】

"Small dimples and long eyelashes are your most beautiful mark

I can't sleep every day and miss your smile......"

For some reason, when Wang Huan sang this song, he saw Qiqi's sweet dimples, and his heart began to beat violently for the first time. This fresh and beautiful girl made his heart pound for the first time.

......

Wang Huan finally released the first 01 album in his life, and due to sales problems, fans started a fierce battle with the fans of Xiao Xianrou Gao Zeyu on the Internet.

Qiqihao threw three million to make Wang Huan top the daily sales list, and responded domineeringly: "What happened to my sister's money? What happened to my sister's happiness? Would you like you to brush a 3 million idols for you?"

At that moment, Wang Huan's heart throbbed violently.

......

Qiqi announced in the fan group: "There will be no Seven Immortals Party in the future, everyone is a poisonous army." ”

The group was boiling: "Qiqi, you are too much! We don't want to be eunuchs!"

Qiqi grinned and said: "Only by following Brother Huan can I have a future, what is the future of following me as a little anchor? Okay, it's decided! I will also be a member of the poison army in the future." ”

She created a poison army for him, cleared the obstacles on the Internet for him, and did not hesitate to let the Seven Immortals Party defect for him. She did far more than he could have imagined, and even many things were known through Wei Shuo.

The girl had never said a word in front of him.

......

"Senior, this is the Sunshine Mansion I bought in the Demon Capital, it's 20 million. And the Hummer just now, which is also a new car that I just bought. ”

"What are you buying these for?"

"Hee-hee, it's an investment. And senior, haven't you been in the magic capital recently? How inconvenient it is for you to sleep in a hotel every day, so in the future, when I am not in the magic capital, the house and car will be used for you, how convenient. ”

From that day on, Wang Huan began to be "raised" by the seventy-seven little rich woman.

......

At the end of the year, my mother looked at Wang Huan, who had returned home with honor, and her smile was extremely bright: "Son, the villagers see your contribution to your hometown." For example, this spacious and clean cement road, as well as the street lamps next to it, as well as the poverty alleviation grants in the village, are all doing very well. Let our entire Wang family have more face in the village in the future. ”

Dad: "That's right, you can't forget your father and fellow villagers when you're famous, only in this way you won't be poked in the back." ”

But Wang Huan didn't do this.

Later, he learned that Qiqi secretly did all this in his name, which relieved him of a big trouble.

......

In the bedroom, Yingzi was a little strange: "Qiqi, Brother Huan has written songs for so many people, why has he never written a song specifically for you?"

Qiqi smiled: "Because the senior knows that I don't like songs." ”

Yingzi: "Is that really the reason?"

Qiqi nodded: "Of course, and what's so special about writing songs? The senior has written so many poems for me, which is unique in the world." ”

Yingzi thought about it and felt that it made sense.

It's a pity that Yingzi doesn't know, Qiqi also hopes that Wang Huan can sing a song specifically for her, which girl doesn't want to have a song that is specially sung for herself? But Qiqi doesn't want Wang Huan to be embarrassed, others only see how powerful Wang Huan arranges other people's songs, but Qiqi knows that Wang Huan has hardly had a day off since he became famous, and she doesn't want to make Wang Huan more tired because of her own requirements. Others don't feel distressed, she feels distressed. It's just that she doesn't say it.

......

Wanzi pointed to the news on the mobile phone: "Qiqi, your man was scolded by the media again because he didn't donate." ”

Qiqi's face was ugly: "He donated it." ”

Wanzi: "How do you know he didn't do?" ”

Qiqi snorted coldly and directly transferred 30 million to the 620 Love Fund - in the name of Wang Huan, and then said lightly to Wanzi: "He donated more money than any star, but the media doesn't know." ”

Even if she didn't know that the 620 Love Fund was founded by Wang Huan at that time, even if she didn't know where Wang Huan spent all the money he earned, even if Wang Huan didn't explain a word to her.

But she believed him!

......

That night.

The media broke out the blockbuster news, and the whole China was a sensation: the 620 Love Fund was founded by Wang Huan, and Wang Huan's entire net worth was used for charity.

When Qiqi, who knew the news, cried in the bedroom. There was heartache, there was discomfort, and there was hatred for herself, and she hated that she hadn't done enough.

So she hid from Wang Huan again and did a series of things, but until now these things have not been noticed by Wang Huan.

Whatever she does, she is willing.

Because she knew she wasn't looking at the wrong person.

Because she knows that even if she sees the wrong person, she is willing.

......

Many things were only learned by Wang Huan when he chatted with Wanzi, Lingling and others later.

Wang Huan was silent for a long time after listening.

He remembered many words from this kind girl.

"I love rainbows. ”

"I also love the number seven, it's not just my name. ”

"I like the excitement, the kind of excitement in concerts, especially the concerts of big stars. ”

"Senior, that balloon is so romantic. ”

"Senior, I ......"

“......”

Many casual words were recorded by Wang Huan with his heart.

Thereupon.

With this sensational concert all over the world.

With this more than a month-long trip to seven cities and seven stations.

He wanted the girl to enjoy one of the most romantic trips in the world, for the whole world to see.

She deserves all of this for herself.

And now, at this last concert, he finally faced this girl and said what was in his heart.

Without any hesitation.

Nor does it take into account anyone's eyes.

He remembered a song he once sang: Even if the heavy rain turns the city upside down, I will give you a hug.

From now on, I will guard your life.

Would you like to?

Wang Huan's eyes looked at Qiqi fixedly, which made people intoxicated.

I don't know how long it took.

It seemed like a moment.

It seemed like a century.

He finally saw the girl in front of him raise her head and meet his burning gaze.

"I do. ”