Chapter 83: Lucky
"I've heard that these chosen ones are predetermined in advance." Bo Yu said softly in Xinling's ear.
"Don't talk nonsense, Dong Chou is not that kind of person." Xinling pinched him and didn't let Boyu talk nonsense
The lights had already begun to wander around the venue, and Bo Yu and Xin Ling were very calm.
There were more than 10,000 people present, and the one who was selected was really one in a million, and none of them thought they had this kind of luck.
Pillars of light passed by not far from them.
"Xinling, let's have a supper and then go home." Boyu proposed to Xinling.
"Okay, I'd like to go to the barbecue."
Late night and barbecue are a perfect match, and Boyu fully agrees with Xinling's proposal.
When the two of them were arguing about who the king of vegetarian dishes in the barbecue was, the pillar of light turned a corner and swept straight towards Boyu.
At the same time, Jay Chou's voice came from the high-powered stereo: "Stop"
Bo Yu was shocked to find that Xinling was shrouded in a white pillar of light.
Xinling was confused for a moment, and then realized what had happened.
Immediately, a nearby staff member sent the microphone, and at the same time, a camera was pointed at her.
Xinling's face appeared on the big screen.
"It's Xinling, it's Xinling!" Lin Wanyu slapped Lu Zhanbo's thigh excitedly.
"Hello this beauty, may I ask what you want to say about this opportunity?" Jay Chou asked in the air.
Xinling stood up with the microphone and organized the language slightly.
"Hello Jay, I'm excited and honored... My boyfriend was right next to me, and what we wanted to say to each other, we never hid in our hearts. ”
"Wow, so you don't have much to say to your boyfriend right now?" Jay Chou actually made a joke.
Xinling smiled shyly: "So I want to take this opportunity to sing a song for everyone, this is what my boyfriend wrote to me." ”
"Wow----"
Someone wrote a song for himself, what a romantic thing, and the girls at the scene all made a noise.
Presumably, their boyfriends may suffer in the future.
"Wow, you are caught off guard by this love show, of course you can." Jay Chou nodded in agreement.
Xinling was just about to speak, but Boyu stood up, she gestured, and said into the microphone, "Mr. Jay." Can I borrow your guitar and use it? ”
Boyu is undoubtedly a handsome guy who conforms to the public's aesthetics, and when his face appeared on the big screen, the girls all got carried away and screamed, because this scene is really romantic.
Jay Chou was a little surprised. But on such an occasion, it is impossible for him to refuse: "Okay, please come to the stage." ”
Bo Yu rubbed Xinling's hair, walked through the aisle, came to the bottom of the stage, and turned over.
When shaking hands with Jay Chou, Bo Yu bent down slightly, he saluted not for Jay Chou's status, but for his talent and attainments in music.
Jay Chou patted him on the shoulder approvingly: "Being able to write songs for my beloved girls is very much my style back then!" ”
"Dong Chou praised it." Boyu took the guitar handed over by his assistant and sat down to adjust it slightly.
Jay Chou frowned slightly, as a music expert, of course he could see that Boyu's movements were a little jerky.
"I think it's a beginner."
After debugging, Boyu raised his head.
At this moment, the eyes of tens of thousands of people at the scene were all focused on him and Xinling.
Under the watchful eye, Boyu did not have the slightest nervousness.
He only has Xinling in his eyes.
Plucking the strings, Jay Chou's brows furrowed, this song was much better than he expected.
At the same time, Xinling's voice also sounded.
(At the Tropic of Cancer)
Xinling remembered her last-minute despair and helplessness before she passed out on the street.
(Looking forward to seeing you again)
The shyness when he opened his eyes and saw Boyu for the first time.
(The sky will be sunny and the heart will be warm)
Faced with the promise he made in return, Bo Yu agreed with a gentle smile.
(Sunlight between fingers)
The two hugged in the kitchen.
(Fairy tale plot staged)
Kissing in the shade of a tree.
(Met again someday)
Every moment the two are together.
(Our faces are the same as ever)
recalled the words that Bo Yu said when he looked into his eyes until the afternoon: "Xinling, I wrote you a song." ”
Xinling covered his mouth, tears flowed involuntarily, it turned out that he was the luckiest not to be selected for this pillar of light, he was the luckiest to meet Boyu.
The end of the song.
Jay Chou nodded secretly, this song is much better than he expected, and it can even be called a good sentence.
Boyu and Xinling looked at each other across the sea of people, with only each other in their eyes.
Everyone could see the two of them on the big screen.
The fiery and deep love in the eyes of the two made all the girls present scream.
"It's so romantic, I'm going to be moved to cry!" Lin Wanyu grabbed Lu Zhanbo's hand tightly.
"Would you like me to borrow your shoulder for it?" Lu Zhanbo said tentatively to Wan Yu.
Lin Wanyu slapped Lu Zhanbo, and then leaned his head on his shoulder when he was blinded.
"Thank you." Bo Yu returned the guitar back.
Jay Chou patted him on the shoulder: "Being able to write this kind of song shows that you are very talented, but your basic skills are too bad, if you are interested, you can call this number, and I will introduce you to two good instrumental teachers." ”
"I see, thank you." Boyu jotted down the phone.
This call is destined to be useless, Bo Yu still has points in his heart, and his talent in music, if anything, is also negative.
Walking off the stage, Boyu returned to his seat the same way.
Gently wiping away the tears from the corners of Xinling's eyes, Bo Yu was a little distressed: "Didn't you say that you shouldn't have too strong mood swings?" How do you cry when you sing a song? ”
"But I'm just so happy!" Xinling's eyes were red, but he showed an incomparably bright smile.
"Silly boy, you don't have to be happy to be like this when you know you're going to have a supper later." Bo Yu said helplessly.
"Poof--" Xinling couldn't help laughing out loud when he was amused, and his small fists kept hammering his chest, "I hate it, I'll die if I say two nice words?" ”
"Hey, buddy, can you take a picture?" Sitting on Boyu's right hand is a couple, and the boy is holding up a mobile phone to ask Boyu.
"I'm sorry, but we're just normal people." Bo Yu declined.
"We just want to keep a souvenir and won't upload it to the Internet." The girl in the couple said sincerely.
"Okay then."
After the couple finished taking photos, the two girls on Xinling's left side also enthusiastically wanted to take a photo with them, and the two were embarrassed to refuse.
Because it was inconvenient for people to move around, they simply took out their mobile phones and took candid photos from afar, and Boyu didn't bother to pay attention to them.
The public is forgetful, and they will forget about this matter in two days, and Boyu is not worried about this.