In the evening.

The ninth stop of "Qianqian Like a Dream" began to enter.

At the Shuguang Sports Center, thousands of fans are like a tide, but they are moving forward with tickets in an orderly manner.

In the midst of the crowd, there was a mediocre-looking young man, dressed in casual casual clothes, with a green-haired parrot with a large beak standing on his shoulder.

He is Zhao Fan who came to recover his fiancée!

"Wow! There are so many people, and these more than 50,000 venues are full of people. Zhao Fan walked towards his seat, looking around, with a lot of emotion in his heart.

After the soul's true spirit seal was opened, he always thought that Lin Qianqian had been killed by the Divine Machine Gate, but when he returned to the outside world, he realized that Lin Qianqian didn't know why, she escaped the clutches of the previous generation of saints, and her life was not what it used to be, she was no longer an unknown college flower, but a cutting-edge little diva who was popular all over the sky!

The only heartache is ...... Lin Qianqian forgot herself.

"Hope is a recoverable situation, not a ...... without any room for redemption" Zhao Fan prayed silently, and soon after, he came to the position corresponding to the ticket, sat down casually, and looked at the huge dream stage in front of him.

At the end of the entrance, the lights dimmed, and the light signs and light sticks in the hands of fans in the concert venue were all looking forward to it.

On stage, the crew is doing the final adjustments.

Finally, half-past six arrived.

At this time, rows of clouds and mist rose into the sky around the stage, and a dreamlike female figure descended from above, wearing a long navy blue dress embellished with shining stars, which fascinated everyone present.

"Qianqian!"

"Goddess, goddess!"

……

The atmosphere in the venue ignited at the touch of a button, and instantly climbed to the top amid overwhelming shouts.

And Lin Qianqian, who was hanging with coercion, danced in the air.

Zhao Fan raised his head, those eyes as vast as the boundless starry sky, the wonderful figure that was always fixed above, and the other party's every move touched his heart like that.

The opening show lasted three minutes.

Lin Qianqian landed suddenly, picked up the microphone handed by the assistant, and said with a sweet smile: "Good evening." ”

The sound below is like a wave, one wave higher than the other.

Zhao Fan felt his ears flutter, but he felt a great sense of accomplishment in his heart, because the one who became the focus on the stage was his own woman!

Next, Lin Qianqian sang the title song of the album, which made the atmosphere of the scene explode again.

Zhao Fan spared no effort to clapped his palms, and his hands were red.

However, a mediocre-looking young man looked inconspicuous under the dimly lit stage......

After five songs in a row, when Lin Qianqian announced that the guest was Yang Yaqi, there was silence for a second, and then it became a sensation again, because most of the people present also liked Yang Yaqi.

Yang Yaqi went on the stage, joked with Lin Qianqian, slowed down the rhythm, and then she sang two highly sung songs, and sang a song with Lin Qianqian.

……

Gradually, Lin Qianqian was left on the stage to sing alone.

One song.

Two ......

are all ethereal sweet songs, and the fans below listened attentively, just like enjoying the quiet sunshine in the morning, and were deeply immersed in the artistic conception.

End of Song 10.

Yang Yaqi took the stage again to help sing two songs, and at this moment, the ninth concert of Qianqian Rumeng was nearing the end, and there were only ten minutes left.