Hearing Luo Xiaoqian's voice, the fans fell silent.
Looking around, looking at the pairs of eyes looking towards her, Luo Xiaoqian was filled with emotion. She had also been a fan, and although she had never been as crazy as them, she could understand the kind of thoughts she felt when she saw her idol.
You can't help but get closer to the other person's mood.
"Thank you all for coming to pick me up." She bent down and bowed to everyone, "I know you have been waiting for a long time. If I leave like this, everyone will not be willing to accept it. Why don't I sing a few lines for everyone, and then we can join together
Would you like to go home?"
"good!"
Immediately, there was cheers.
It is absolutely unprecedented for a singer to sing for fans under such circumstances.
Luo Xiaoqian whispered, "I'm not in good condition these days. If I don't sing well, please forgive me!"
Then, she started singing like this, not "Dian Lips" but "Thank You".
"Thank you for bringing warmth back to me,
Thank you for the continuation of love in life,
…
Time has taught me to cherish it” (excerpt from Zhang Liangying’s “Thank You”)
There was no accompaniment, no band, no stage, not even a microphone... all she held in her hand was a loudspeaker full of harsh sounds and noise, but her sincerity was no less than that of anyone standing on the stage.
Bowing deeply, Luo Xiaoqian stood up slowly, smiling at everyone.
"Thank you everyone, thank you. It's really late. Let's go home together, okay?"
Yu Tong also stepped forward and took the loudspeaker from her hand, "Please disperse, Xiaoqian will hold an on-site book signing at the Beijing Book Building tomorrow. Please come back to support Xiaoqian then!"
At this time, the staff also came over to help guide the fans. The fans finally dispersed, and Luo Xiaoqian successfully sat in the car waiting outside.
Looking at the fans chasing after her through the glass, Luo Xiaoqian just sighed softly.
Every singer likes to be loved by fans, but Luo Xiaoqian hopes that they will listen to her music just like she likes Leng Zimo, instead of following her footsteps so hard.
All the way back, when she finally returned to World City, it was already past eleven o'clock in the evening.
Dragging her luggage upstairs, entering the password, and opening the long-lost door, she was greeted by the warm light in the living room.
Leng Zimo is not in the room. As the general person in charge of Imperial Vision, he is busier than her. He is also out of town at this time. He doesn't know when he will be back.
This lamp was obviously left for her.
After changing into slippers and placing her suitcase casually at the door, Luo Xiaoqian strolled upstairs.
When she walked into the bedroom, she immediately noticed the picture frame on the bedside table.
In the photo frame, she lowered her face and was carefully pretending to kiss him.
She immediately recognized that this was an image taken from the video of her sneaking into the Empire State Building. This guy actually put this photo on his bedside. Was he deliberately trying to embarrass her?
Luo Xiaoqian was just ashamed and angry.
"Leng Zimo, you stinky bastard!"
As soon as she finished her voice, Leng Zimo's phone call came.
After the call was connected, he immediately uttered four words, "Welcome home!"
"Why do you put that photo on the bedside?" Luo Xiaoqian said shyly.
Leng Zimo was simple and direct, "Because I like it."
What else could she say? She stroked his handsome face in the photo with her fingers. Her tone had already turned gentle, "How is your work there? Is it going well?"
