On January 18, He Yilin's birthday came as scheduled.

From 12 o'clock in the middle of the night, He Yilin's birthday Weibo caused popularity, and celebrities from all walks of life sent blessings one after another, and entries such as "Happy Birthday He Yilin" rushed to the hot search one after another, and the word "explosion" was hung.

This is the influence of popular traffic.

The venue of the birthday concert was in Shanghai, and all the people involved had checked into a nearby hotel the day before, and a huge concert was about to open.

Since running away from home on the day of the first snow, Gu Wei picked up the school secretary at the school gate the next day, and neither of them mentioned the previous matter, and everything seemed to be back on track.

But the estrangement that no one wants to mention is the real gap.

Two hours before the show, backstage .......

Holding a large bouquet of flowers in his hand, Si Fang squeezed away the staff walking back and forth, and found Jiang Yihuai, who was preparing to play in front of the mirror.

A neat short hair is slightly permed with a few small curls, revealing a full forehead, and the light gray contact lenses make his eyes even more starry-eyed, but with a little modification of makeup, it is like icing on the cake, which only adds to the charm - the unique charm of being an idol.

Jiang Yihuai seems to be born for the stage.

"You're here." Because of his limited movements, he could only look at the girl with flowers in both hands with a smile through the makeup artist, and the face hidden behind the big red roses was filled with the sweetest smile in the world.

"Everyone else sends flowers after the show, but it's better for you to send them to me first."

"I'm not afraid that you're busy with big stars, after the show, what are you signing a contract for, how can you have time to see me." Si Shu teased, placing the bouquet on the table next to him.

Jiang Yihuai smiled: "Just what you will say." ”

"I'll be the first to see you when the show is over, I promise." Jiang Yihuai looked at the mirror, but actually looked at her slightly stunned eyes in the mirror, "So, don't forget, you promised me one thing before." ”

"When did I promise you," Si Fang muttered quietly.

"Hey, you're not reliable?"

"Okay, okay, I'm not bothering you." She chuckled and looked forward to the brilliance, "I wish the future big stars a smooth performance, I will watch you well." ”

Jiang Yihuai also waved to her, looking at her gradually disappearing figure in the mirror.

The lights of the audience were turned off, the fans shouted hard, and a beam of lights hit He Yilin, who was gradually rising with the lifting platform, with a blue-black denim jacket and a white headset that seemed to be shining.

Si Fang waved his pure white support stick with the crowd around him, listening to the tearing cry in his ears.

Xiaoxiao, who originally liked He Yilin very much, couldn't come because of something, she has always used excuses to stay away from them recently, and she seems to have been estranged a lot.

Lin Shu was originally reluctant to attend such an occasion, but he couldn't resist Qin Xiaoran's willingness to see it, so he also deigned to come, and now he was in the VIP room on the second floor.

And the reason why Lin Shu is willing to compromise is nothing more than that their engagement banquet is scheduled for May, and they must do a good job of superficial work no matter what.

The end of one song after another is finally approaching Jiang Yihuai's playing time.

Backstage, he put on his headset and checked his equipment until the stage lights dimmed, and he knew it was time for him to show up.

Just when everyone was looking forward to it, the stage lights were all on, and Jiang Yihuai appeared shiningly.

When the music sounds, the voice of "look" opens, and the eye waves flow between them, laying the mystery of the stage.

He shines on the dazzling stage, repeating the dance steps he knows by heart every day and night, leaving his own sweat on this stage.

"Who is this, so handsome." The girl next to Si Fang had starry eyes, and she was surrounded by pink bubbles.

"Jiang Yihuai, my idol." Si Waner, give the people around him his idols.

She had been in love with his voice since he was unknown, and proudly introduced him to others when he was shining, sending him to his heyday.

Towards the end of the music, Jiang Yihuai took a deep breath and prepared for the last stage move.

A 360-degree backflip in the air is difficult even for those who have been practicing dance for many years.

He stepped on the back of the dancer in front of him with his right foot, and as soon as his left foot was forced, he soared into the air and spun perfectly in the air, but when he landed, he took it lightly and twisted his right foot, which hurt his heart.

However, fortunately, all the expressions that were hideous because of pain were all after the end of the stage, in the boundless darkness.

The bouquet in the background is still quietly waiting for someone to take it away, but it will eventually end up dry and abandoned.