I Really Don't Want to Be the Protagonist

"one!"

"Chichi!"

The dry ice ignited again, and Sikong Mingyue was wearing a pure white dress, like a fairy in the moon palace Chang'e slowly emerged from the lifting platform and descended to the world.

And the mist released by the dry ice is the immortal energy of the gate of the Guanghan Palace, and one breath can live an extra fifty years.

With exquisite makeup on, she was even more beautiful, especially the pair of fair and slender breasts looming in the folds of the skirt, constantly stimulating people's visual nerves, even Shi Qinghai couldn't help but take a second look !

This is really a goblin who will maximize her physical advantages.

"Does it look good?" Qin Xintian asked in Shi Qinghai's ear.

"It looks good." Shi Qinghai replied honestly.

"It looks good, just watch it for a while."

Qin Xintian also smiled slyly.

It was at this time that the cheers officially reached their peak!

Sikong Mingyue stood in the middle of the stage, watched by [-] spectators. She didn't know whether she was nervous or shy. She smiled softly, but a touch of pink crept up on her dimples, which was really cute.

"The World Tour Concert in Donghai Station officially begins!"

She raised her hands, the white wreaths in her hands shone brightly, the corners of her mouth raised upwards involuntarily, the dimples on both sides were filled with the afterglow of the whole summer, warm but not dazzling.

She brings the sunshine of summer into winter.

"Deng deng deng deng dang..."

The light accompaniment slowly entered the arena, Sikong Mingyue held the microphone with both hands, closed her eyes, and sang softly.

"The plain embryo outlines the blue and white strokes, and the strokes turn from thick to light, and the peony depicted on the bottle is just like your first makeup."

"Ran Ran sandalwood looks through the window and I understand what's on my mind, halfway through the writing on the rice paper..."

Sentence after sentence of the lyrics sounded, Sikong Mingyue's voice seemed to have been kissed by an angel, even Shi Qinghai had the feeling of being there.

She is really suitable for Chinese style.

In the process of singing like this, Shi Qinghai and Qin Xintian sat together, like the most ordinary couples, quietly watching Sikong Mingyue's performance.

Familiar songs, from "Red Leaf" to "Three Lives", from "Sign Language" to "Roof", almost every song can resonate with Qin Xintian.

This is the first time she has watched a concert, and it is also the first time she has felt the influence and charm of a female star and singer so closely.

The cool and ethereal singing reverberated over the crowd of tens of thousands of people. The fans waved their light sticks and shouted Sikong Mingyue's name excitedly, over and over again, as if they would never get tired.

In such a sound wave and atmosphere, even Shi Qinghai felt a surge of emotion, wishing to run up and snatch Sikong Mingyue's microphone, and sing a song by himself.

But he still controlled it. As a young and stable adult man, be reserved, reserved!

The lights at the scene dimmed in bunches.

Nuoda's gymnasium fell into an empty silence, everyone's cheers gradually stopped, replaced by a low moan similar to anticipation, the sound of people talking to each other was buzzing like a huge mosquito, and The sound like this gets lower the longer the darkness stays.

"I'm going to play a tune."

Shi Qinghai kissed Qin Xintian on the cheek, put on the clown mask, and disappeared on the seat.

Qin Xin sweetly looked at Shi Qinghai's leaving back, with an indelible expectation in her eyes.

"Shi Qinghai, how many surprises can you bring me?"

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"Dengdengdengdeng, wait, wait..."

The slender hands moved gracefully on the black and white keys, and the notes produced by each key were as sweet as autumn leaves. The stage lights turned into a cool and light color, and a pair of gentle lights shone on On Sikong Mingyue.

She was wearing a black sweater and black gloves, but her makeup had faded a lot. On her body, people seemed to be able to see the most beautiful but unavailable figure in their respective schools.

The piano music was playing slowly, but the light was so dim that it was impossible to see clearly.

Who is he?Everyone is thinking in their hearts.

"The dark clouds put a shadow in our hearts, and I listen to the long-silent mood."

"The slowly falling maple leaves are like missing, I light candles to warm the autumn at the end of the year."

As the lights gradually brightened, a man in a black suit sat quietly in front of the piano, concentrating on playing the piano. More and more light shone on him, and fiery red maple leaves sprinkled from the sky, adding a sense of desolation to the whole venue.

But Sikong Mingyue's figure gradually faded away.

Slowly singing this song "Maple" with a crying voice, there is no hoarse treble, and there is no instrument representing sadness,

only one piano,

A person,

There is also a beam of light.

"The aurora flitted across the sky, the north wind flitted across the face that missed you, I burned my love into fallen leaves, but I couldn't get back the familiar face..."

The smile on Sikong Mingyue's face also disappeared, she seemed to be hiding in the darkness, singing helplessly like a lonely girl, no one could help her.

She has someone she wants to wait for, but unfortunately she can't.