(I'm busy today, my feet don't touch the ground, the second chapter will be sent late, everyone go to bed early and get up tomorrow to read.) Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info)

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The people gathered outside the stadium were all young men and women.

The crowd gathered more and more, and vendors driving vans came to the side of the road one after another. The back door opened, revealing a pile of glow sticks and plastic slaps.

There are also people who bring color palettes and small benches, and help people paint on their faces on the spot, just draw a simple artistic "palace" character, and they will charge 20 yuan.

It costs 20 yuan to draw a few strokes casually, but there is a long queue at the scene, which makes people feel that the fans' money is really easy to make.

As the flow of people increased, the scene slowly evolved into two groups of people.

The first wave was huge, and all of them raised LED signs in support of Xu Ninggong. The other wave was smaller in number, but this one was noticeably calmer, and they were supporters of the dance master Lang Han.

Lang Han was born at the World Dance Competition the year before last, and until now, he has not held a solo dance show.

Lang Han in the eyes of fans is a very hard-working artist who is not tempted by fame and fortune.

Today, I can watch Lang Han's solo performance at Xu Ninggong's concert, not to mention how excited these fans are.

The fans on Xu Ninggong's side were a little breathless. Before the concert began, they spontaneously formed a cheering phalanx outside the venue, where several people held loudspeakers and conducted surprise training for these fans, training them in the slogans to be shouted later.

It's lively on the outside, and it's even more lively on the inside.

With the stage as the center, thousands of robots are arranging the concert site. Directly in front of the stage of the concert, reporters from all walks of life have already set up long guns and short cannons, and two rocker cameras spanning half of the seats have also been arranged, and they will be broadcast live as soon as the concert starts.

In recent years, more and more concerts will choose to be broadcast live online.

Xu Ninggong's concert this time was no exception, and the camera team of director Ding Yin was responsible for shooting the live footage and transmitting the signal to Tencent Video, who was responsible for the exclusive broadcast.

The best place for the concert is in the VIP area, which is located in the audience stage directly in front of the stage. The plastic chairs have long since been removed and replaced with soft and comfortable leather seats, with a long table in front of the chairs where you can enjoy tea and snacks at any time.

Of course, the ticket price here is also the highest, costing two thousand eighty-one, Ye Qing sat in the middle of the doudou and the metal expert, and looked at it from his position, just right to maintain a perpendicular horizontal line with the stage.

At half past eight in the evening, the audience began to enter the venue one after another.

The VIP area was also quickly filled with spectators, and on the field below, thousands of robots left the venue, and the spotlights around the stage shot colorful pillars of light against the sky.

"Xu Ning Palace!"

"Xu Ning Palace!"

"Lang Han!"

The severe cold of Shikyo City could no longer contain the excitement of the audience, and before the concert began, they spontaneously stood up one by one and kept shouting the names of their idols.

In the live broadcast room of Tencent Video's "Xu Ning Palace-Sound Tour", the screen signal has been transferred at this time.

Xu Ninggong's national tour, only the first stop opened an exclusive webcast, and there were no subsequent concerts.

Now in the live broadcast room, the opening prologue of this concert is playing. Without warning, the beginning of the picture is a machine-gun-like "aggressive~" stamping sound.

Then a giant question mark and a mysterious figure with only a black shadow avatar fill the screen.

――Who is the mystery guest?

"The editor is brain-dead, even the aunt who sells sweet potatoes downstairs in my house knows that the mysterious guest is Lang Han. In the barrage, a row of red letters floated through.

"It's just that someone posted the evidence last month. Not only is there evidence on Weibo, but the reporter also took a video of Lang Han and Xu Ninggong rehearsing the show together, and now they are hyping up the mysterious person, is it interesting?"

"But how did I hear that there are domestic tourists in the United States who took pictures of Lang Han and a beautiful woman feeding pigeons in Central Park?"

"Hmph~ domestic tourists? I'm afraid it's a domestic editor. Now everyone knows that the mysterious person is Lang Han, and of course the organizers have to use some rescue means to confuse us. ”

"Fly to the United States, take a few pictures and fly back. When it is released today, let us think that Lang Han is in the United States, and this kind of confusing technique is too rough. ”

"That's it, my family Lang Han is famous for his cleanliness, how can he feed pigeons abroad with a woman?"

"When the concert starts and the mysterious guests appear, let's slap the editor's face together!"

"Count me in!"

Whether it is the barrage in the live broadcast room or the concert scene, the audience gathered together to discuss.

They all agreed that the mysterious guest was Lang Han, and they all thought that the gimmick of the mysterious guest this time was extremely unsuccessful, because everyone knew who it was, but the organizer was still pretending to be stupid.

At nine o'clock in the evening, the audience's appeal became more enthusiastic.

The entire stadium was packed, and the glow sticks and small glowing signs were connected like an endless starry sky.

The scene was full of voices chanting Xu Ninggong's name, and if Lang Han was shouted again at this time, most of them would be pk by real people.

Even Doudou became a little excited, she grabbed Ye Qing's wrist tightly, staring at the stage that became pitch black in anticipation.

"Boom~"

When the clock struck nine o'clock, the spotlights around the stage suddenly went out.

"Xu Ning Palace!"

The boys and girls at the scene blew up their nests and were excited like chicken blood.

Without warning, the pitch-black stage lit up abruptly. Huge white clouds floated over the stage.

"It's a dream display!" The audience who participated in the Crab Festival immediately recognized these dreamlike white clouds. Those who had not seen it were staring at the air with wide eyes and a face full of surprise.

The dark night sky seemed to be opened, belonging to the window of the day, and the white clouds drifted by outside the window, and the sky was blue.

How could they not be amazed by such a strong difference?

In the next moment, a powerful electric guitar sound that seemed to penetrate the pores and reach the bottom of the audience's hearts swept in from all directions, like flowing water.

On the dark stage, a pillar of light was unconsciously lit, and a graceful figure stood under the pillar of light.

The flashing lights flickered like raindrops, and at this moment, even in the calm VIP area, there were voices of praise.

Xu Ninggong is so beautiful, under the lights, in the passionate music, she is wearing a black evening dress without any extra decoration, so she simply holds the microphone and sings for everyone.

After a song, the aftermath lingers, and people are still intoxicated by this perfect song.

"This song "White Clouds by My Side" is super standard, I think it is even better than when this song was first released last year, and she has made great progress. "Before I met Ye Qing, I was also more confused about Xu Ning Palace.

"Brother Ye, the mysterious guest appeared in the first few songs, I am looking forward to Xu Ninggong's new song, and the robot mysterious guest. ”

"The third appearance. Ye Qing sat up straight, because the next song was over, and the exciting moment was coming.

The wait always feels like a long time, but fortunately a song doesn't take too long.

When Xu Ninggong's second song ended, the gorgeous stage lights slowly disappeared.

The fantasy display in mid-air begins to play time effects like time travel.

The atmosphere is noticeably different. (To be continued.) )