Red Pavilion. VIP box.

A beautiful man in a light gray trench coat-style long thread jacket, sky blue jeans and black leather boots is pouring himself a drink, a relaxed expression.

She wears a fluffy little red riding hood on her head, which gives people a comfortable and warm feeling, and looks very cute.

She swallowed the red wine in the cup into her stomach in one gulp, puffed out her cheeks and looked at the lively and noisy scene of the Red Pavilion with a smile, and said proudly: "I know." I knew it. How could I miss out on something so fun? In any case, I'm going to see it with my own eyes—"

She poured herself another glass of wine and said with a smile, "Don't let me down." ”

Sitting across from her was a middle-aged man with glasses, his body lying back, leaning slightly against the soft sofa behind him. One is on top of the other, and it looks like a young master.

He also held a glass of red wine in his hand, shaking it gently. Once in a while, I just took a sip, but I didn't see much less wine in the glass. Compared with the way the Little Red Riding Hood King chews barley and drinks red wine like barley, he is really much more graceful.

Hearing Little Red Riding Hood talking to himself, he lifted the frame on the bridge of his nose and said aloud, "What? Do you know? ”

"Acquaintance." Little Red Riding Hood said. I drank another glass of refreshment.

The man glanced down at the butterfly group on the big screen and said, "You pay a lot of attention to them?" ”

"Very concerned." Little Red Riding Hood had another drink. A glass of red wine was killed by her alone.

The man groaned for a while, looked at Little Red Riding Hood's pretty crimson face, and said, "The person you are mainly concerned about is that Tang Xin?" ”

Because just now when everyone shouted at the same time for Tang Xin to stand up and speak, Little Red Riding Hood's mood suddenly rose, as if he had been beaten with chicken blood.

"Yes." Little Red Riding Hood said. "His main focus is on him."

She answers whatever others ask. Answer truthfully.

"What a strange man." The man chuckled softly. "On the first day I came to Xiangtan, I beat the second marshal -- I broke off five fingers of Xie Jingcheng. This kind of thing is really not something that ordinary people can do. ”

"That's his style." Little Red Riding Hood said. Don't say what kind of bullshit Xie Jingcheng is, didn't his eldest brother Dong Xiaobao also break his head with a beer bottle?

The man glanced at Little Red Riding Hood and said, "No wonder the situation was calm after the beating, the people were fine, and the concert was held - I was still thinking about it before, thinking about what these three people were." Now I understand, the person who can talk to you is probably also from the north, right? ”

This time, Little Red Riding Hood smiled but did not answer, pointing to the tens of thousands of viewers in the audience who were excited and shouting Tang Xin's name loudly, and said, "Watch the play." Watching a play. ”――

"It's really coming." Xie Jingcheng was stunned for a moment, stood up, and went to the panoramic glass window of the VIP box to look at the huge and gorgeous stage like a big blooming water lotus. "Looks like she's going to give you an answer tonight."

He looked at his tightly wrapped hand and said with a wry smile: "Isn't my injury too bad?" ”

"No loss." Xie Shengwei said expressionlessly.

"Wait one more day and you'll find out. Why do you want to rush to the front? Xie Jingcheng said.

"Some answers will be known in a day's time, and some answers may not be known for a lifetime." Xie Shengwei said.

Xie Jingcheng was stunned for a moment, knowing that his father was taking the opportunity to educate himself.

He said yes again and again, a teachable picture.

"It's still available." Xie Shengwei looked at his son's expression and thought to himself-

"Tang Xin."

"Tang Xin."

"Tang Xin."

The voices are getting louder and louder. The mood of the song is also getting higher and higher.

It was him who everyone shouted, looked at, and looked forward to him.

He's the focus.

The whole stage, the only focal point of the entire Red Pavilion.

Now, Zhang Heben can't help him, Lin Huiyin can't help him, and Ah Ken and Bai Su can't help him.

Xie Jingcheng could help him - if only there was another power outage all of a sudden.

However, the script was not played out so after all.

The power goes off every critical moment, what will everyone think of the butterfly combination? I'm afraid that the last power outage incident will also be thought to be a butterfly's hard work, in order to hit T4 and wipe the smell T4.

Tang Zhong stood silently on the stage.

He had a smile on his face. Very sincere, and naturally laughing.

At this moment, I'm afraid that the calmest person in the entire venue is him.

From the first day he replaced Tang Xin, he knew that this moment would come sooner or later.

From the time the manuscript of 'Tang Xin's Ten Doubts about His Identity' appeared, he knew that this moment would come soon.

From the moment he arrived at Xiangtan and beat Xie Jingcheng, he knew that this moment would come in this concert.

It's over.

It's finally coming to an end.

The dual identities are about to be separated. I am still myself, Tang Xin is still Tang Xin.

None of them can replace anyone's life. They are all individuals.

Everyone can shine in this world. It may be thick or light, but that is only for you.

"I'm sorry." Tang Zhong said in his heart. "I tried. But I failed. ”

"Tang Xin—"

"Tang Xin—"

"Tang Xin-"-" -

Every salvo is a urging. Countless urgings formed a huge palace.

Driven by curiosity, everyone is eager to get answers as soon as possible.

Tang Xin, she has to stand up!

Tang Xin couldn't stand up, it was Tang Chong who stood up.

Tang Zhong took a step forward.

He was originally the captain of the butterfly group, standing between Lin Huiyin and Zhang Heben.

Now he took a step forward, and suddenly pulled the position between the three of them, making it more independent and prominent.

He was ready to take on the storm alone.

"I haven't seen her." Tang Zhong finally spoke up.

It was a very abrupt beginning, and most people couldn't understand what he was saying.

"I know her. But I never met her. I knew she was a star, and I had seen every poster of her, and I listened to every song she sang over and over again—"

Tang Zhong had a smile on his face. It was very peaceful. Telling his own story.

As he spoke, the shouting from the audience suddenly stopped.

From the furious noise to the smell of a falling pin, it was just a matter of moments.

Everyone's eyes widened, everyone's ears pricked up. They listened carefully to what 'Tang Xin' was saying.

"Actually, I didn't sing so well before. We ranked first in our class, and in our entire school, we probably only ranked in the top three -- there were only a dozen or twenty people in our school who could sing and dared to sing loudly. When you deliberately imitate a person, a song. Ten times, a hundred, a thousand times - you can understand the song, you know where to turn from, you know where to breathe, you can even hear her small sigh - of course, I never wanted to admit it before. ”

Boom -

The audience was in an uproar!

Everyone was shocked and crazy.

Is the 'Tang Xin' standing on the stage at this time really not Tang Xin? Is she really just a stand-in?

Where is the real Tang Xin? Why didn't she come out?

When Tang Chong didn't admit it, they argued desperately.

However, when the truth was revealed, they could not believe it.

A reporter took out a voice recorder and recorded every word Tang Zhong said at the scene.

A reporter picked up the camera and clicked fast at Tang Zhong on the stage.

There were also some media reporters who wanted to rush up the steps and rush to the high platform to interview and take pictures up close, but the security guards guarding the front desk dutifully blocked them.

"I haven't seen her. Why should I be so nice to her? She doesn't have me in her eyes, so why should I be so nice to her? I even thought that if I had the chance to meet, I would give her a cold look and turn around - so that she was nothing in my eyes. You don't care about me, why should I care about you? ”

"However, when Miss Bai Su, the manager of the Butterfly Group, came to me and suggested that I join Butterfly, I had some joy in my heart. I approached her. I was able to integrate into her life very soon and know everything about her. Now, at this moment, I can stand here, even though it was the idea of someone else who made a decision for me - but that was also because I was not adamant enough to refuse. ”

"Oh no, no, no. He's said everything, he's said everything—what's going to be done? Susu, let's not let him talk about it - the power is off. Right. I'm going to get people to cut off the power immediately. Ken shouted with a sad face.

Bai Su looked at Tang Zhong in the center of the stage with a stupid expression, his eyes were moist, and he said in a choked voice: "He's so good." He's always been so good. ”

"I have the privilege of being a part of the butterflies. I taught them to dance, I stood on stage and sang with them, and I felt like I was one of them. Tang Zhong said to himself, and let the audience be noisy and lively. But I don't like this life at all. She's her, I'm me -- I always feel that way. Every extra day I spend at Butterfly, she has to come back one day late. She couldn't come back because I was still in Butterfly. ”

"I want to leave every single day. Every day I wonder when she'll be back. She came back and I left. Butterflies and butterflies, I'm still me - you don't even know I existed. ”

Tang Zhong looked at the restless tens of thousands of songs in the audience, and smiled sadly: "She hasn't come back yet, I'm going to leave early-I don't know if she will be angry?" ”

"I'm not Tang Xin." Tang Zhong said.

He tore open his shirt violently, and out of his flat but strong chamber, he shouted, "I am her brother." ”