September 10, 9:51 p.m.

The world will remember this brief moment, which belongs to Cheng Xiaoyu alone.

As he completed the performances of "Billie Jean" and "Dangerous", which can be called remnants, there was a brief gap in human history, and Cheng Xiaoyu reached out and pressed the pause on the clock of time rushing forward.

After a momentary silence, frantic shouts and applause resounded over the capital.

At the Bird's Nest, 90,000 people collectively stood up and saluted the great artist on stage with applause, which was like a tumultuous tide of rage, like a hurricane that spanned history, like a comet hitting the earth.

At this moment, not only the audience of the Bird's Nest, but also the audience watching the live broadcast around the world were also completely shocked.

The whole world was shocked and amazed by this unimaginable performance!

The whole world was moved by this great performance!

The hearts of the people of the whole world were stunned by Cheng Xiaoyu's way of interpreting music! On such a night, the people of the world learned another side of Cheng Xiaoyu, who was not only a great director, but also a great musician.

At this moment, those who still had doubts and even scolded Cheng Xiaoyu were also dumbfounded, they never thought that Cheng Xiaoyu would prove to the world the power of pop music in this way.

The number of viewers of the online live broadcast exceeded 200 million, and Cheng Xiaoyu used his strength to prove that everyone's worries about him at the beginning were meaningless, and the encirclement and suppression of him in the Chinese music circle was meaningless.

He alone is enough for the world to tremble because of him.

At this moment, all the fiery call signs converged into poetry, and only Cheng Xiaoyu dared to review the crazy faces.

The whole nest became a sea of boiling water, screams and cheers, and the spectators waved their arms like the autumn wind blowing the endless ears of rice – no one had ever seen such a spectacular scene!

In the sky above the city, the invisible evening breeze blew, Cheng Xiaoyu opened his arms, his white shirt was blown away, he took off his top hat and bent down to bow deeply to the moon on the sky.

He was thanking God in his heart.

At the moment when Cheng Xiaoyu bowed, a shaking light exploded into dazzling pieces on the dark blue curtain, and then dozens of meteor-like firelights rose into the sky, and the incomparably bright fireworks bloomed into a colorful starlight above the bird's nest.

This is Cheng Xiaoyu's tribute.

Thousands of purple and red trees are romantic, burning in the dark sky, and the colorful fireworks make this ordinary summer night look extremely amazing.

Cheng Xiaoyu prepared 9,999 fireworks, and more than a dozen top neon fireworks artists presented the audience with ecstatic fireworks, which were set off at the top of the Bird's Nest ring.

One by one, the fireworks soar into the sky to reflect the silhouette of this beautiful building, the Bird's Nest, creating an extremely dreamy color.

No one expected that the fireworks would be so grand tonight, and at this moment, all the spectators were stunned.

The sound of fireworks and cannons hit the night sky, like blowing the horn of hope, the burning pattern, from the first bloom to the full bloom, bursting enthusiasm and beauty, completely burning vitality!

Not only the audience inside the Bird's Nest, but also the audience outside the venue also looked up at this sudden surprise, and countless passers-by stopped and looked up in the direction of the Bird's Nest.

In front of the traffic lights, the traffic crowd forgets to move forward, and people are watching the unexpected beauty through the glass.

The residents of one high-rise building after another, hearing the rumbling sound, walked to the balcony to enjoy the splendor of the encounter under the starry sky.

There are mothers holding their children, lovers kissing each other, lonely people being soothed, happy people reaping sweetness, quarreling people being silent, and laughing people being silent.

"When is it the loneliest?"

"One person sets off fireworks, ten thousand people enjoy it!"

In the fireworks in the sky, Cheng Xiaoyu held the wheat with one hand, and gently sang "You are not alone" to the audience who looked up to watch the grand fireworks, and a graceful dancer in a white dress on the lifting platform began to dance with the music. (BGM: "You are not alone", singer: Michael Jackson)

Another day has gone

I'm still alone, how could it be

You're not by my side, you never say goodbye

Can anyone tell me why, do you really have to go?

My world is bleak

Every day I sit down and ask myself how love can be so far away

Whisper in my ear: You are not alone

I will always be by your side, no matter how far you are, I will be on the edge of the sky

You will not be alone, I will always be by your side

No matter the ends of the earth, you are in my heart.

Cheng Xiaoyu's tactful singing voice is like an eternal monsoon, he stands on the stage, the sun is more dazzling than fireworks, shining so seductively, people want to throw themselves into his blazing chest to burn.

His slightly sad singing voice was not a hoarse statement, nor was it an exhausting cry.

It seems to be so plain and straightforward, gently slapping on people's hearts, and under the reflection of brilliant fireworks, it is firm and blank.

“You are not alone！”

On a September summer night, he used his song to blow away the gray dust covered by neon lights, and the sky seemed to become clearer, as if the last singer on earth was singing a melodious melody, measuring the distance from the neon lights to the moon with black notes.

Cheng Xiaoyu stood in the center of the stage, singing the song he wanted to sing the most, the blazing spotlight line had lost its edges and corners, becoming amiable, and time flowed like quicksand, gradually burying what was still waiting for him.

However, it was as if he was in the wrong position, and this should not be his place. In the blink of an eye, the colors of the night changed, the touch of the wind changed, and his voice carried indescribable sadness.

Heart..... You're alays in my heart. You've always been in my heart)

For you are not alone

Not alone

Looking at the boundless sea of lights, one after another fireworks exploded in the sky overhead, Cheng Xiaoyu thought: Perhaps, this should be the last summer I can linger.

The dancer in the white dress in front of him was still spinning, and the flying skirt corner bloomed into a blooming flower, like a cold moonlight, like a touch of coolness in this chaotic world.

Cheng Xiaoyu saw this dancer, but felt a little strange, because her figure was not at all like Xu Qinning, this was supposed to be Xu Qinning's dance, and at the moment when the singing stopped, he would turn off the microphone and promise her under the fireworks that covered the sky and the sun.

Cheng Xiaoyu's chest was also like thousands of fireworks being set off, he saw that the corners of his mouth had the most familiar arc, and he saw that there were his deepest pupils under the silver mask.

He suspected that he was thinking too much, that he was wrong, looking at her fluttering posture, but the marks of her fingers in the air made him unable to calm down.

His heart churned violently because of this, and the wordless choking and noisy stinging were poured into the depths of his soul by the white figure, and he could not hear the cheers of thousands of people, and he could not see the brilliant fireworks.

All he could remember was the violent impact of a meteor shower, or a crimson mushroom cloud rising after a sudden contraction.

Even the songs that spread in this noisy air seemed silent and empty.

No one knew how Cheng Xiaoyu felt at this moment, and everyone was intoxicated by his singing and brilliant fireworks. Every movement, every expression, and even every look in his eyes can make the scene climax again and again!

At this time, there were already fans who couldn't help crying, and some fans screamed uncontrollably, holding their heads with their hands and being fascinated...... Everyone was in the middle of the grand concert.

It's just that Cheng Xiaoyu can no longer see all this in front of him, there is only this rotating white figure in his eyes, under the moonlight in September, he is quietly looking at her side face, her figure is like a song rippling in the summer night wind.

Cheng Xiaoyu's heartbeat drowned out his singing, drumming in his eardrums, and he thought: You are finally here, you must not have forgotten, you don't care.

He hoped that she would turn around like this, smile coolly at him, and that would be the end of the story, yes, even though he had been trying his best to shake off the emotion that shouldn't have existed for the past four years.

He waited for the arrival of this day, it seemed to be so long that it was separated by vicissitudes, but he still couldn't call her name, Cheng Xiaoyu thought that he had seen through the insurmountable gap between what can be met and what can be sought.

He thought that he had passed his youth, and that he would be at peace when he met her again, and he thought that he had already woken up from his dreams after a long hibernation in his life.

But when I see her again, why do I feel that I am still not estranged?

You just reach out for me girl

In the morning in the evening

Not alone, not alone

And you ith me, not alone

Oh， together， together... (Together, Together)

Cheng Xiaoyu's singing entered a grand finale, he let go of his voice, and sang hoarsely with all his might: "Just stop being alone!Just stop being alone!"

The sound tore through his throat, ripped through his chest, and pierced through this vast space.

The long tail note died down in the cries and screams, and the stage, where there were only two mottled points of light chasing the light, the matrix lights became slightly brighter, and the noise and enthusiasm of the audience were still burning.

"Cheng Xiaoyu~!Cheng Xiaoyu~~!" A rhythmic shout resounded through the sky.

Cheng Xiaoyu was a little unsure of what to do, he stood in place, saw her turn for more than ten seconds, did not stop, and walked to the lifting platform on tiptoe like a streamer.

Cheng Xiaoyu stood in the center of the stage, there was a distance of more than ten meters between them, his white shirt and her white skirt were the shallow frost on the black stage, or the dark and silent sea, two drift ice floes.

His gaze followed her footsteps, she stood quietly on the lifting platform, and then the lifting platform sank, Cheng Xiaoyu didn't have time to react, only saw her slowly turn around in the distance, the silver mask reflected the cold light.

The perfect line is a timeless silhouette, and it seems that only by condensing tears can we dare to look at it closely.

Cheng Xiaoyu opened her mouth and wanted to shout her name, at this time, the girls of the "Idol Project" had already risen from another lifting platform, the fireworks were not over, the concert was almost over, and only the last song remained......

The big screen behind it began to show the reality show filmed when the "Idol Project" debuted, and coincidentally, that time was also in Beijing.

The prelude to the ending song "The World Reunion Again" sounded, like the strongest syllable in life, Cheng Xiaoyu should have walked in front of the white Steinway piano not far away to accompany them in this last song.

But Cheng Xiaoyu looked at the white figure that was gradually disappearing but couldn't move his footsteps, he turned his head to look at the five girls walking towards him, among which there was Xu Qinning's smiling face, which made Cheng Xiaoyu feel that today's full stop, no matter how he draws it, he can't be perfect......

He hesitated.

The shouts of 90,000 people did not stop.

The fireworks above the bird's nest were still flickering into floating lights, and the two silent lines of sight sank into the edge of darkness.

To catch up or stay is an extremely difficult choice question for Cheng Xiaoyu......

(At this point, Volume 7 ends.) The next chapter entered the final volume of "The Void of Edge", because of many factors outside the environment, I wrote with a lot of concerns, and a lot of what should have been wonderful was not written to my satisfaction, but I personally think it can be read..... There is another chapter that will be updated at a later time, and writing this chapter really consumes too much of my energy, so I hope you will understand...... ）