Her vision was blurred by tears, and Xiao Mo fled from the coffee shop and left. The picture changed, and a stage with flashing lights appeared in front of him, and Mr. C was standing on it and interacting with the fans in the audience with a smile: "Today, thank you all for coming to my fan meeting. Finally, there's the lucky draw, are you all ready? Looking at Jun C's handsome face, shining like a dazzling light, Li Xingxuan couldn't help but feel a little moved at this moment. The numbers on the big screen on the stage kept flickering, and finally stopped at number 7. Mr. C asked, "Who is the No. 7 fan?" Please come to the stage. ”

Xiao Mo began to move her steps, slowly approaching C-kun with trembling legs. The reflection of Mr. C in her pupils became clearer and clearer, and her hands couldn't stop trembling, she took the prize in Mr. C's hand, lowered her head and didn't dare to look at him, the first time she had such close contact. "What do you want to say to me, our lucky fan?" C-kun's gentle smiling eyes were staring at her. "I ......" Xiaomo's teeth chattered excitedly, "I started paying attention to you three years ago, I'm Xiaomo, do you remember me?" She mustered up the courage to look at Mr. C, but saw the strangeness and questions flashing in his eyes, "Of course, I will never forget every fan's concern for me, remember each of you." After Mr. C finished speaking, he waved his hand at the audience, and fans screamed: "Mr. C! We love you forever! ”

The picture is finally frozen on the desk calendar in front of you, on which a cross is drawn on July 12 with a red pen, and the name of Mr. C is written next to it, and there is also a red cross on it. Isn't July 12 tomorrow? Although the support club gave out welfare tickets, Li Xingxuan didn't plan to go to see it, but after reading Xiaomo's memory, Star Swirl was really worried about what she would do at tomorrow's concert.

The next morning, Mr. X pushes open Star Swirl's bedroom door and sees her curled up asleep like a cat, a few smiles on her lips, reaching out to stroke Star Swirl's hair, and hearing her mutter, "Mom, let me sleep a little longer...... A sudden sadness wells up in his blue eyes, and he pats Star Swirl on the back, "Wake up, you have something to do today." Li Xingxuan opened her misty sleepy eyes, saw Mr. X's close face, and hurriedly got into the quilt, she knew that she was not sleeping well, "I'll get up right away, you, you go out first." Mr. X chuckled, "I'm going to the store, I'm going out first." Hearing the door locked, Star Swirl got up and looked left and right in the mirror, but luckily she didn't drool, her hair was unkempt, and she sighed and went to freshen up.

At ten o'clock in the morning, Li Xingxuan had already arrived outside the door of the concert venue, and the black crowd lined up to enter, and there was no end in sight, which showed the high popularity of Mr. C. Because the tickets issued by the support club are seats that are connected together, Star Swirl can easily find Mob when she enters. She wore a black T-shirt with a baseball cap today, which was not as elaborate as other fans, and looked more low-key than when they first met. "HI, Xiaomo, you're here so early." Star Swirl greets her. "Yes, Mr. C's concert hall is full." She smiled tiredly, tightened the strap of her school bag, and said, "I'll go to the bathroom." ”

Seeing Momo's figure disappear around the corner, Star Swirl follows unhurriedly. Star Swirl walked in and locked the door, she was sure that Foam was in the next room, and turned on the sharing function.

Xiaomo's hands appeared in front of her, and she was holding something similar to a ballpoint pen, pressing the switch, projecting red points of light on the door. Could this be a laser pointer? Star Swirl remembers seeing the news that Black Fan was shooting a laser pointer directly into the eyes of a celebrity, and was shocked that Foam was going to do something extreme at the concert. Remembering Mr. X's suggestion that you don't need to create illusions in dreams, Star Swirl concentrates and begins to construct illusions in her mind.

The surrounding environment really changed, Xiaomo was alone in an empty auditorium, she looked around blankly, and suddenly saw Mr. C appear on the opposite stage. "It's ...... Where did you end up here for the first fan meeting? Xiaomo rubbed her eyes, "Am I dreaming?" "No, it's your own meeting." Mr. C smiled at her, his eyes as bright as stars. Xiaomo clenched the corners of her clothes excitedly: "Is this true?" ”

C-kun's voice became ethereal: "You love my beautiful skin, she loves my interesting soul......" His eyes gradually turned into two blood holes, and red blood flowed out, "If it weren't for this skin, would you still love me?" Xiaomo's face turned pale with fright from the scene in front of her, her throat tightened, she took a few steps back, and asked in a low voice, "Mr. C, what's wrong with your eyes?" "Isn't it because of you?" He smirked and pointed at Momo. With a snap, the laser pointer in Xiaomo's hand fell to the ground, and she covered her eyes in pain and shouted, "I don't really want to hurt you!" "Come here." Mr. C beckoned to her.

Xiao Mo looked at his face from between her fingers, but she didn't see the blood hole just now, her face was still intact, she breathed a sigh of relief, walked to C-jun's side, and the two sat side by side on the stage, chatting like friends. "Actually, I'm just an ordinary person," Mr. C said, "I will hide in places where the paparazzi can't see and smoke, and I will also have an affair with the actress who plays with me." However, my fans can't accept such an 'ordinary' me, they are only madly obsessed with the 'perfect' me that has been molded. Xiao Mo showed a look of loss: "When I learned about these things, I couldn't accept it at all, especially when I heard that your replies to me were written by others. I always thought you'd remember me, those plots were disgusting. Mr. C looked at Xiao Mo, his eyes were full of helplessness: "Don't hate those planners and agents, if it weren't for their guidance, I'm afraid I would still be an unknown little supporting role." It's just, Xiaomo, I hope that you and all the fans who love me can put more of this feeling into the people around you, the 'human design' is nothing more than the moon in the water, the flower in the mirror, I have too many obsessions with me, and I will regret it one day. ”

The green light of the energy lock turned on, Mr. C disappeared into a cloud of smoke, and a white cat appeared in front of Xiao Mo's eyes, and she asked faintly: "Do you love the real him, or the imaginary him?" "What I love is not the real him......" Xiao Mo looked at the white cat in front of her in dismay, losing consciousness in the dazzling golden light.

Knock knock, there was a knock on the door in my ear, "Xiaomo, the concert is about to start, you come out quickly." "Right away, Jiajia." She picked up the pen that had broken a little on the floor, threw it down the toilet, and pressed the flush button.