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All that greeted me was a blank slate.

Even if the snow is cleared, it is still a blank slate.

A blank slate of no one.

For a moment, the world fell silent.

The silence was as silent as the chirping of cicadas.

This is the Plaza de l'Orient.

The place where 'Starlight' creates myths.

Fifty years ago, the myth of 'starlight' began here, and fifty years later, the myth of 'starlight' ended here.

"What a joke!"

The world is not easy, a few newcomer girls who have just stepped into this idol world, there is no early publicity, and there is this cold winter and snow weather.

It is not surprising that this situation will occur.

It must be because the miniskirt is too short, Quan Jinghua really felt the coolness of the cold wave, and even felt cold in her heart, not the cold wind blowing, but in addition to the cold wind, her heart was empty, and the whole world was only left with that kind of coldness.

She has always insisted on the dignity of her man, but at this moment, the only thing she wants to do is cry loudly.

Her eyes seemed to have a mist of water, and her eyelashes were like wet stamens.

However, she didn't cry.

She turned her head to look at the person next to her.

"Don't cry, at this time, you must not cry. If I cried, it would make them sad. ”

Nan Shuiyue and Xia Fengyao looked at Quanjinghua in unison.

The eyes of the two of them were also full of steam, and their eyes seemed to be red.

However, neither of them cried.

Izumi understood in that moment.

"It's the same as me!"

This is not the time to be vulnerable.

Instead of crying, Izumi clenched her fists and smiled.

She spoke comforting to the two of them.

"I knew it wasn't that simple, but I couldn't waste the hard work of the staff. Let's go! ”

In the face of the same sadness, some people choose to cry, while others choose to sing.

Long song should cry.

Next to the stage, Uncle Wen Yi seemed to be a little at a loss, and walked in front of Quan Jinghua step by step.

"The weather was so bad today. Why don't you postpone it. ”

There was disappointment and even despair on his face. Quan Jinghua knew that compared to his own few people, he paid a lot, single-handedly made the tune, and guided the other staff to do all the logistics work. He was even more expecting victory than he was. And now, seeing such a scene, he wants to escape.

Quan Jinghua shook her head and said, "It's rare to have been preparing for so long, wouldn't it be a waste if you don't perform?" It's okay, let's get started. ”

She had a smile on her face.

Everyone was amazed by such a smile.

They knew very well that Quan Jinghua had always been expressionless, but now, when she should be crying, she was able to smile at the ......

Uncle Wenyi covered his mouth and nose in an instant, as if he was about to cough because of the cold wind. But only he knew that he couldn't help but feel the urge to cry.

is obviously an old man in his forties, and he has experienced ups and downs, even in the face of an empty concert, he can still find an excuse to escape.

But in the face of this smile, he found that he had nowhere to run.

That smile is like a small flower on the cliff.

It's insignificant, but it's as noble as heaven.

The moment he saw this smile, he had an urge to shout out to the whole world.

The most beautiful smile in the world is here!

Turning around, he shouted to the others who were hesitating not far away, "Are you ready?" We're getting started! ”

……

"This winter dress show is so perfect, several of your designs have been widely praised, several celebrities want to find you to design clothes, and it is not easy to get in touch with a few important big names, and you don't even participate in such an important celebration banquet?"

Faced with the problem of her boss, Nanxiang Aya didn't care.

"I'm in a hurry."

At this time, she had already taken a plane back to Jiangxia, and as soon as she got off the plane, she found a taxi and went straight to Oriental Plaza.

"Oriental? No one has been to that place, it's winter, it's still snowing, where are you going? The taxi driver's uncle looked puzzled, thinking that even if he was going on a date, he shouldn't go to that old place.

"Then again, that place was thriving a few decades ago. But now there's no one! "As a taxi driver, he knows a little bit about all the locations, and even in the face of such a place that no one usually cares about, he can still tell one, two, or three." Decades ago, you certainly didn't know it at that time. It was still from my dad's time. At that time, I was still a child, and the Oriental Plaza was crowded with people at that time. If you want to listen to songs, you have to squeeze. But no matter how crowded it is, there are always people who listen! Ah, here it is. Look, it's old. Oh, it's going to snow again. ”

The driver's uncle opened the window, reached out, and a few more snowflakes appeared in his palm.

Minami Xiang Aya, who was very anxious to rush back after learning about the snow before, hurried to the square without even paying the money.

However, she saw a sneaky figure on the outskirts of the square.

She walked over and took a closer look, and it was the person she was thinking about and gritting her teeth.

"An Mengxi?"

This person is An Mengxi, at this time she is wearing the winter clothes bought by Quan Jinghua, holding a camera in her hand, and she is hiding outside the square, secretly taking pictures.

"What are you doing?"

Facing Nan Xiang Aya, An Mengxi was startled, and her whole person almost shrunk.

"You see, Jinghua bought me clothes, so I wore them and tried them on, so I walked around."

"So you're here? Why not go in. Nanxiang Aya thought to herself, even if she didn't want her daughter to find out, she didn't have to hide outside like this.

But when she looked into the square, it was instantly clear, and she didn't even care about An Mengxi holding her head.

There was no one in the chairs now, and if they went in, it would only be more conspicuous.

Presumably, at this time, they must not want their failures to be seen by their relatives.

"What are you going to do?" Nan Xiangya looked at An Mengxi, her tone was not good, with a sense of reproach.

In her opinion, Jinghua will encounter this kind of thing because of the inaction of her biological mother.

"What can I do?" An Mengxi squatted on the ground, also very distressed.

At this moment, the driver's uncle ran over.

"Hey, you haven't paid yet, are you going to take the Overlord car?"

"That's right." An Mengxi beckoned to the driver: "You go in quickly, I'll give you money, no, I don't have money, she has money." She gives you money. An Mengxi pointed at Nanxiang Aya and said.

Nanxiang Aya was about to pay the bill, but she hesitated.

"What?" The driver's uncle didn't know why, so he looked into the square.

"Where did the children come from, such a big winter performance, it's too neat." He said worriedly.