Chapter 244: The Ruthless Idol

Ye Luo and the three of them walked straight to the first row of VIP, which was left for him by Zhang Guorong, in fact, many concert guest seats were empty, just in case a peer or favor came to ask for tickets.

"Ye Luo?!"

When walking behind, no one paid attention to these three people, but when they reached the first row, they aroused suspicion, and some people didn't even have to guess to know that it was Ye Luo. These people are the people of the "escort team", Ye Luo covered his face, but Bai Meiyu didn't!

Jiang Yufei's group soon noticed her, and then, the cries rang out.

"Lord Wang!"

"Ye Luo!"

"Ahh

"Here!"

“...”

All kinds of voices came, and Ye Luo couldn't respond, so he had to wave his hand and sit down. But as soon as he responded like this, more people began to call his name and nickname.

At 7:40, the lights began to go out, and the crowd fell silent for a while, and then an earth-shattering shout erupted.

"Brother!"

“leslie！”

"We love you!"

"Shhhhhh

Shouts and slogans came and went, intertwined over the stadium. In an instant, the scene fell silent again, everyone was holding their breath, in a state of tension and excitement, and time seemed to stand still at the moment.

"Brother!"

Suddenly, I don't know who shouted in the backcourt, and everyone thought that Zhang Guorong had appeared! The entire stadium suddenly burst open like a barrel of dynamite that had been lit! The voices of the people were like a tidal wave, wave after wave, wave after wave.

Two hydrogen balloons flew into the sky amid the shouts of the crowd, and immediately after, a beam of light began to hit the background gauze of the stage, brilliant colored stripes, with dreamlike shapes and changes, making people's enthusiasm rise again.

Suddenly, the drums sounded, and it became more and more urgent, louder and louder, and the sound on the stage became stronger and stronger, as if it was a kind of response, a kind of confrontation, and the audience was pouring out all their enthusiasm and venting to the person who had been waiting for a long time, and everyone was playing a selfless passion.

"When, the clouds drift half a centimeter, yes, the life in the dream ......"

In the music of "Dream Death and Drunken Life", Zhang Guorong is dressed in white, with a pair of snow-white wings behind his back and begins to slowly appear in front of the audience's eyes! hazy, pure and sacred.

"Ahh!!h

I don't know how many spectators or all of them stood on their chairs, and then thunderous cheers roared to the ground, screaming, shouting, and whistling mixed together, forming a huge wave of tens of thousands of people.

But these still did not affect Zhang Guorong's performance, and the rich magnetic and high-pitched singing voice stood out in the audience's voice, like a sword out of the sheath, in an instant, infinite brilliance.

Ye Luo watched from below, envious, and suddenly had the urge to start a concert. But after thinking about it, it's a bit unrealistic, and now, I'm so busy, how can I have time? The concert takes a long time just to prepare, and the choreography, scene layout, and so on are very troublesome.

The lifting platform slowly descended, and Zhang Guorong slowly walked towards the audience. After the end of "Dream Death and Drunken Life", followed by the fast-paced "Lonely and Harmful" and "Don't Love Him", which set off a wave of higher sounds, and all kinds of glow sticks, flashlights, and fluorescent balls waved with the song, which were gorgeous and colorful.

Ye Luo looked back, and there was someone in the third row holding a long telescope, as if he wanted to imprint every pore in his heart. The others are similar, anyway, Ye Luo can't see anyone sitting on a chair enjoying it, not to mention others, the two people around him are like this.

Looking back, Ye Luo began to look at it, he wanted to learn, and one day in the future he would also hold a concert.

Slightly curly short hair, tall figure, skin almost bronzed but delicate, smooth, delicate and handsome facial features, picturesque eyebrows, a shining star mole under the right corner of the eye, there is a faint layer of glitter between the eyebrows and eyes, facing the light, making Zhang Guorong's delicate face show the edges and corners of a knife.

At the end of the song, the tunic is removed, and inside is an open-backed, waistcoat-colored trousers, with bulging toned muscles and sculptural curves of the arms, chest, and back.

Ye Luo couldn't imagine that his brother, who had just passed forty-four years old, was still so young and handsome, and his figure was so good, how could he be ashamed in comparison?

"Hello friends in Shanghai, I know that not only friends from Shanghai but also friends from other cities in China came to see my concert. I'm really happy.

Due to various reasons, I have not been able to hold my solo concert in the mainland, and this time I can finally hold it in Shanghai. Thank you all for such an enthusiastic response. I hope that everyone will continue to react like this until the end of the concert and at the end of the concert, okay?"

After the song "Love", Zhang Guorong said to everyone emotionally.

"Good!"

Tens of thousands of people shouted out a voice in unison, so powerful that Ye Luo's eardrums were a little buzzing.

"There is also a big-name singer on the scene today, known as the little king of the mainland! Now it seems that the word "small" has been removed, right? Do you know who I am talking about?"

"Ye Luo!"

I don't know if it's Zhang Guorong's charm, or if Ye Luo really has such a reputation, anyway, almost everyone shouted out the name. Ye Luo was very moved, moved the audience at the scene to know himself, and moved his brother to love himself so much.

He stood up and bowed deeply to his brother, and then to the audience. Because he didn't play today, he didn't answer the microphone.

Next is the well-known "The Wind Continues to Blow", tens of thousands of people waved their arms together and sang with their brothers, how many old things, how many feelings and sadness, how many years echoed, everyone sat down and sang together.

This relieved the police, who were tired from standing on their chairs and running back and forth from time to time to dissuade them.

"Next, I'll sing a song for everyone, and after this song, there will always be people who will love me very much!

"Oba, why doesn't anyone send flowers?"

Jun Ji-hyun was enthusiastic when he saw it, obviously in the first row, but like everyone else, he stood on the chair and shouted loudly, the police came to stop it, and when he saw Ye Luo waving his hand, he let her go free. It's good, I'm crazy and I don't know myself.

When I finally calmed down, I immediately remembered that no one had sent flowers yet!

"That's because I'm afraid that the audience won't be able to control themselves!"

There were police officers guarding the steps of the stage, and many people with bouquets of flowers were stopped.

"What about this bouquet? I really want to give it!"

Jun Ji-hyun pointed to the narcissus she had specially bought and said to Ye Luo.

"It's okay, I'll discuss it with the police, and I'll definitely let you get your wish!"

In these years, it is not easy to swipe the card, but Ye Luo's face brushing still works, and most of the police here seem to know him. Stood up and walked up to the man who looked like a squad leader, fortunately, people liked him quite a bit, and just like that, Jun Ji-hyun got his wish.

"Brother, I love you!"

Coming to the stage is a big bear hug, which makes Ye Luo not jealous, alas, it really can't be compared!

"Thank you!

Zhang Guorong didn't expect Jun Jixian to run up, and he was stunned for a moment, and he was caught off guard. After a few more brief words, Jun Jihyun finally didn't embarrass Ye Luo and walked down on his own.

"Oh, Oba, you're so nice!"

"What are you doing! There are so many people! Go back and let you kiss enough!"

Ye Luo didn't want to be sneak attacked, fortunately he was wearing a hat, Jun Ji-hyun's hair was long, and the lights at the scene were dim, otherwise, he would have a scandal tomorrow!

"No, it's just thanks to you for letting me go to my brother!"

"Can you not tell the truth?"

"Can't!"

At the curtain call, Zhang Guorong asked the audience playfully

"You still want to hear it? Haven't heard enough?"

"Didn't—listened—enough!"

Hearing the audience's response, he was more smug and smiled happily

"Are you having fun?"

"Happy!"

"I am really touched by you today. I'll sing another song, which I didn't sing in Xiangjiang, and it's also a song by another singer, "The Moon Represents My Heart". Don't be too greedy, don't ask me who my favorite person is, of course my favorite is the fans in Shanghai.

I have never held a concert north of the Yangtze River, and I am very happy to be recognized by everyone today, which has been my wish for many years. I want you to listen to me while I can still sing. ”

The audience laughed and cheered.

Ye Luo also laughed, but in a blink of an eye, he burst into tears, because of this sentence

"I want you to listen to me while I can still sing. ”

What a ruthless idol!