Yang Luo once again wandered on the street without doing anything. The sky gradually darkened. When the breeze hit, he felt cool on his face. He looked up at the sky, and the thin raindrops fell in the sky.

"Damn it! What the hell is the weather?"

When he turned to another street, he saw the gymnasium crowded with people, and the boys and girls were still shouting someone's name at the top of their voices.

"We love you Bing Yaxuan." The voice waves higher and higher.

Yang Luo walked over boredly, leaned against a landscape lamppost in the gymnasium square, lowered his head and lit a cigarette, took a deep breath. Then he looked up at a huge publicity poster that was more than ten meters high hanging on the wall of the gymnasium. The background of the painting was a stage. Under the colorful lights, a very beautiful girl was dancing. The left side of the painting read "2008 Bingya Xuan Shanghai Concert."

Yang Luo is not interested in any celebrity, but when you see the crazy men and women outside, you will know that Bing Yaxuan must be very famous.

At 7:30, the crowd suddenly rushed into the gymnasium, and there were more and more people outside. The rain was a little heavy, and Yang Luo's coat was already wet. He felt that the rain in winter was really cool, and the wind even made a bone-broken chill.

Yang Luo tightened his collar tightly and walked towards the steps under the exterior wall of the gymnasium and made it down. He looked at the people who were still rushing forward and coming in the rain, shook his head helplessly.

"I really don't know what they are pursuing."

At this time, a young man in his twenties sat next to him and said, "Many people have answered such questions, but none of them can satisfy them. Even if you ask those star-chasing people, they may not be able to say anything."

Yang Luo looked at him strangely and said with a smile: "Why didn't you go in and see it? Didn't you buy a ticket?"

The young man took out a cigarette on his body and handed it to Yang Luo, then lit it himself and said, "I have no interest in these things. I came with my girlfriend. She is a huge fan of Bing Yaxuan. When she knew Bing Yaxuan came to Shanghai for a concert, she told me that if she didn't buy her tickets, she would break up with me. There was no way to make up for her own happiness. I asked many people to spend a lot of money to get a ticket."

Yang Luo laughed silently, "Fortunately Bing Yaxuan is a woman, otherwise your girlfriend would have to fall in love with her."

The young man laughed: "I think so too." After saying that, he looked at Yang Luo, "Where are you? Why are you sitting here alone? You can't be abandoned for the time being just like me."

Yang Luo shook his head: "I was bored walking on the street. I saw that it was lively and it rained again, so I avoided it here."

"Oh!" The young man was not talking.

Suddenly, there were loud music and cheers coming from the gymnasium. Yang Luo took a sip of cigarettes and said, "It's really lively."

The concert began, but the two big men sat outside and chatted. Unconsciously, the rain was getting heavier and heavier, and thunder came faintly in the distant sky. The crowd outside the gymnasium had not dissipated yet, and stood there in the rain and didn't know what they were waiting for.

The young man looked at the dark clouds, "It seems that this rain cannot stop for a short time."

"Boom!"

A sharp flash connected the world, followed by a deafening thunder.

Yang Luo stood up and walked to the top of the stairs, "Come up and sit down, it's too heavy."

The young man looked at the time and said, "It's over in a few minutes. I'll go find a car. There are so many people in this weather that can't get a taxi." After that, he ran into the rain, and stopped before he could run far away, and turned around and shouted, "Brother, I'm very happy to meet you, and I have the chance to see you again."

Yang Luo laughed and waved his hand. At this time, the crowd in the rain began to stir up. Someone shouted that it was over. It was over, and Bing Yaxuan would be able to come out soon.

Yang Luo sat for a while and the people in the gymnasium had almost come out, but Bingyaxuan had not come out yet. There were too many people in the square, and it was a little confused. When taxis drove one by one, people would get in and leave immediately. Some even had quarrels in order to grab the taxi.

Yang Luo raised his finger and flicked the cigarette butt into the rain, then stood up and walked to the back of the gymnasium. Yang Luo remembered that there was a subway station across the street behind the stadium. Even if you couldn't stop a taxi, you could take the subway. As long as you leave here, you could get a taxi anywhere.

Yang Luo walked closely against the outer wall of the stadium for a long time before he walked around the back. It was very quiet here, and suddenly a scream sounded. Yang Luo looked up and saw a black shadow rolling down at the corner of the fire stairs, lying on the ground in a very elegant posture. Maybe it was because the stairs were too slippery and empty, so they fell down.

Yang Luo walked over and was instantly flooded by heavy rain. He squatted down and saw the man wearing a raincoat. His long black hair covered his entire face. He looked like a woman.

"Hey! How about it? Are you dead? If you die, I will call the crematorium, and if you don't die, I will call 120."

The woman lying on the ground turned over and sat up, then screamed in pain, hugged her right ankle, and glared at Yang Luo angrily.

"You're dead?"

Because her hair blocked the woman's face, Yang Luo couldn't see what she looked like, but she should be very beautiful when she heard her voice. She would definitely be kind-hearted if she was usually there, but now it rained so heavily now that he was too lazy to meddle in other people's business.

He stood up and said, "I'm not dead! Then I'm leaving." His tone was a bit strange, as if he was disappointed when he was not dead.

The woman looked at Yang Luo leaving and gritted her teeth and shouted, "Hey? Are you a little moral? Didn't you see that I am a girl? It's still raining so heavily and your feet are twisting again, so you can't help me."

Yang Luo pouted and stopped and turned around, "You can't even call an ambulance?"

The girl wanted to speak but stopped. When she saw Yang Luo leaving again, she hurriedly shouted: "I can't call an ambulance now."

Yang Luo was so surprised that he walked back and asked, "Why?"

The girl pushed away the hair that was blocking her face. Yang Luo saw a suffocating face, and it looked familiar. Suddenly, she remembered that this wasn't Bing Yaxuan, the protagonist of the concert.

"Oh! Big star."

A trace of brilliance flashed in Bing Yaxuan's eyes, "Can you help me to get a taxi in the back? I'll sign you." Seeing Yang Luo indifferent, she said immediately: "I can give you money."

Yang Luo stood up and wanted to leave again. Bing Yaxuan was anxious, "Are you a little sympathetic? You are still a man?"

Yang Luo asked, "Why can't you hit 120?"
Chapter completed!