Chapter 85
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The familiar voice suddenly remembered on the stage gradually quieted the fans,
Su Nianhua's voice echoed throughout the stadium, gentle and delicate, more touching than every concert.
"Hugs, chorus, or what have you all played? Some fans leave messages saying that brother Hua's body belongs to everyone?" Speaking of this, Su Nianhua winked at the audience, and the audience burst into laughter.
"That means that whoever monopolizes it has many sisters who are unhappy, such as the gift of giving back to fans at the last concert. Later, many sisters wrote to me and cried, saying that I was a heartbreaker."
Another burst of laughter.
Ye Huanyan also laughed, and his expression relaxed a lot.
"Why don't we have a spiritual exchange today." Su Nianhua tilted his head and burst into a signboard smile at the fans, "there are many sisters present. They should all have loved people, including those who are around now, those who you love very much or love you very much, or those who you are lucky to love, and those who were once loved or relieved in the bottom of your heart, but they still think of them occasionally."
His voice has a kind of magic, which makes fans who were crazy shouting a few seconds ago, under the rendering of the moment, their emotions spread bit by bit, and ye Huanyan is no exception.
"Whether in the past or now, we have been seriously in love, is it necessary to say something to the people we have loved, and never have the opportunity to say something?"
Many fans have nodded gently.
"Well, in the next few interactions today, brother Hua gives you this opportunity to tell the truth to the people you have loved and are now loving."
The host didn't come in handy at all. He only saw the fans nodding madly, and some even had tears in their eyes, probably thinking of all kinds of things in the past.
Su Nianhua's eyes fell on ye Huanyan, "this fan, do you agree?"
Ye Huanyan glanced at the girl who was crying on her side, and then nodded.
The enthusiasm dissipates, and the long time is quiet listening.
"I once liked a person very much. Like many people, I first knew how it felt to like a person at the age of 17 or 18. Later, I separated for practical reasons. I knew that he had been very self reproach, and I also collapsed and suffered. I felt hopeless and dark in the middle of the night. At that time, I felt that I would never fall in love with anyone again in this life. The so-called true love in this world was made up by writers. ”
Speaking of this, ye Huanyan took a deep breath and slowly spit it out as if he had been infected with the mood of that night,
"About half a year later, I started a new life, met new people, and started again in a new environment. When I got deeper into the new environment, I thought less and less about him. Later, I couldn't remember his appearance."
"In fact, breaking up is a very common thing. Life in the world is constantly breaking up, constantly parting, constantly saying goodbye to yesterday, and constantly meeting different people in different periods of time. Time can erase everything. If you think you can't, it's not long enough, or you haven't met a person who can let you forget the past. Thank the people you meet later, and let me really forget the past."
Ye Huanyan looked at Su Nianhua and smiled, "I hope the boy I loved can also be relieved."
There are touching places in the words, and there are fans sobbing in a low voice.
Su Nianhua held the microphone with a gentle voice,
"I hope all the present and absent fans who support me and like me can let go of the past that can't be retrieved."
The cheers were mixed with a large lump of sobs. From the sea of pink fluorescent sticks, thunder and waves sounded.
Several fans caught by the camera got up and choked and told their stories. There were also stories that still required to embrace and interact on stage. Su Nianhua took them seriously.
After the interaction, there was a lyrical slow song. As the prelude slowly sounded, the girls on their sides returned to the frenzy, crying and confessing loudly to the man playing the piano on the stage.
Ye Huanyan's mouth brimmed with a faint smile, gently looking at the man on the stage.
When I met him, he was still a boy, proud and indifferent. He didn't care about anyone or anything except learning and music.
Ten years later, he returned with glory and thousands of support.
With gentle eyes and delicate smiles honed by time, it warms more and more girls besides her.
After the concert, Su Nianhua rushed backstage and called Ye Huanyan before changing clothes.
"Wait for me, and I'll take you back."
"No, I got a taxi."
"......." Su Nianhua suddenly choked. "Sorry about what happened on stage today. Brother Li made his own decisions, which embarrassed you."
"It's all right. I did have something to say to you, but I can't say it alone. It's also good. I'll be friends in the future."
The other end of the phone was silent for a while, and his gentle voice came, as if relieved, "thank you, ye Huanyan."
All the past will be relieved. Ten years is too long. Cherish the present.
Returning to the hotel, ye Huanyan was a little uneasy. He didn't know whether Ling Han slept or not, and whether the truthful explanation to him would cause any misunderstanding.
The room card brushed open the door, and it was dark inside. She touched the wall and pressed the switch, but there was no response.
It took a long time to plug in the room card before the light turned on.
Why didn't you insert the room card? Ling Han is not there?
She went straight to Ling Han's door and knocked twice, "dudududududui"
"Ling Han, are you in there?"
I opened the door easily, and there was no one inside.
Strange.
She turned around with her bag and walked towards her room. From the corner of her eyes, she suddenly caught a glimpse of the TV in the living room. There was an obvious fragment of the LCD screen from the middle, and the crack of the spider mesh began to spread from the middle, which was already a fragmented and crumbling look.
Along the direction of the broken glass debris falling, there are 'corpses' of mobile phones on the ground.
Linghan's mobile phone.
Ye Huanyan's face froze. He quickly walked over to check and confirm that it was the mobile phone that broke the TV. How strong was this force to smash such a big hole in the TV.
incorrect? Who smashed it?
Ye Huanyan frowned, and immediately took out his mobile phone to call arbor.
"Hello? Assistant Qiao, what happened when you had a meeting with President Ling this afternoon?"
"No, I left before dinner. What happened?"
Looking at the smashed mobile phone and TV, ye Huanyan's heart became more and more heavy.
"He is not in the hotel. The hotel TV was smashed and his mobile phone was broken on the ground. What happened to him? Can you contact him now?"
The other end of the phone was silent for a few seconds. It seemed that he wanted to talk and stopped talking. For a long time, he spit out a sentence,
"Secretary ye, don't worry. I'll contact the hotel staff to make it clear..."
Ye Huanyan's face suddenly froze, and arbor didn't know?
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The familiar voice suddenly remembered on the stage gradually quieted the fans,
Su Nianhua's voice echoed throughout the stadium, gentle and delicate, more touching than every concert.
"Hugs, chorus, or what have you all played? Some fans leave messages saying that brother Hua's body belongs to everyone?" Speaking of this, Su Nianhua winked at the audience, and the audience burst into laughter.
"That means that whoever monopolizes it has many sisters who are unhappy, such as the gift of giving back to fans at the last concert. Later, many sisters wrote to me and cried, saying that I was a heartbreaker."
Another burst of laughter.
Ye Huanyan also laughed, and his expression relaxed a lot.
"Why don't we have a spiritual exchange today." Su Nianhua tilted his head and burst into a signboard smile at the fans, "there are many sisters present. They should all have loved people, including those who are around now, those who you love very much or love you very much, or those who you are lucky to love, and those who were once loved or relieved in the bottom of your heart, but they still think of them occasionally."
His voice has a kind of magic, which makes fans who were crazy shouting a few seconds ago, under the rendering of the moment, their emotions spread bit by bit, and ye Huanyan is no exception.
"Whether in the past or now, we have been seriously in love, is it necessary to say something to the people we have loved, and never have the opportunity to say something?"
Many fans have nodded gently.
"Well, in the next few interactions today, brother Hua gives you this opportunity to tell the truth to the people you have loved and are now loving."
The host didn't come in handy at all. He only saw the fans nodding madly, and some even had tears in their eyes, probably thinking of all kinds of things in the past.
Su Nianhua's eyes fell on ye Huanyan, "this fan, do you agree?"
Ye Huanyan glanced at the girl who was crying on her side, and then nodded.
The enthusiasm dissipates, and the long time is quiet listening.
"I once liked a person very much. Like many people, I first knew how it felt to like a person at the age of 17 or 18. Later, I separated for practical reasons. I knew that he had been very self reproach, and I also collapsed and suffered. I felt hopeless and dark in the middle of the night. At that time, I felt that I would never fall in love with anyone again in this life. The so-called true love in this world was made up by writers. ”
Speaking of this, ye Huanyan took a deep breath and slowly spit it out as if he had been infected with the mood of that night,
"About half a year later, I started a new life, met new people, and started again in a new environment. When I got deeper into the new environment, I thought less and less about him. Later, I couldn't remember his appearance."
"In fact, breaking up is a very common thing. Life in the world is constantly breaking up, constantly parting, constantly saying goodbye to yesterday, and constantly meeting different people in different periods of time. Time can erase everything. If you think you can't, it's not long enough, or you haven't met a person who can let you forget the past. Thank the people you meet later, and let me really forget the past."
Ye Huanyan looked at Su Nianhua and smiled, "I hope the boy I loved can also be relieved."
There are touching places in the words, and there are fans sobbing in a low voice.
Su Nianhua held the microphone with a gentle voice,
"I hope all the present and absent fans who support me and like me can let go of the past that can't be retrieved."
The cheers were mixed with a large lump of sobs. From the sea of pink fluorescent sticks, thunder and waves sounded.
Several fans caught by the camera got up and choked and told their stories. There were also stories that still required to embrace and interact on stage. Su Nianhua took them seriously.
After the interaction, there was a lyrical slow song. As the prelude slowly sounded, the girls on their sides returned to the frenzy, crying and confessing loudly to the man playing the piano on the stage.
Ye Huanyan's mouth brimmed with a faint smile, gently looking at the man on the stage.
When I met him, he was still a boy, proud and indifferent. He didn't care about anyone or anything except learning and music.
Ten years later, he returned with glory and thousands of support.
With gentle eyes and delicate smiles honed by time, it warms more and more girls besides her.
After the concert, Su Nianhua rushed backstage and called Ye Huanyan before changing clothes.
"Wait for me, and I'll take you back."
"No, I got a taxi."
"......." Su Nianhua suddenly choked. "Sorry about what happened on stage today. Brother Li made his own decisions, which embarrassed you."
"It's all right. I did have something to say to you, but I can't say it alone. It's also good. I'll be friends in the future."
The other end of the phone was silent for a while, and his gentle voice came, as if relieved, "thank you, ye Huanyan."
All the past will be relieved. Ten years is too long. Cherish the present.
Returning to the hotel, ye Huanyan was a little uneasy. He didn't know whether Ling Han slept or not, and whether the truthful explanation to him would cause any misunderstanding.
The room card brushed open the door, and it was dark inside. She touched the wall and pressed the switch, but there was no response.
It took a long time to plug in the room card before the light turned on.
Why didn't you insert the room card? Ling Han is not there?
She went straight to Ling Han's door and knocked twice, "dudududududui"
"Ling Han, are you in there?"
I opened the door easily, and there was no one inside.
Strange.
She turned around with her bag and walked towards her room. From the corner of her eyes, she suddenly caught a glimpse of the TV in the living room. There was an obvious fragment of the LCD screen from the middle, and the crack of the spider mesh began to spread from the middle, which was already a fragmented and crumbling look.
Along the direction of the broken glass debris falling, there are 'corpses' of mobile phones on the ground.
Linghan's mobile phone.
Ye Huanyan's face froze. He quickly walked over to check and confirm that it was the mobile phone that broke the TV. How strong was this force to smash such a big hole in the TV.
incorrect? Who smashed it?
Ye Huanyan frowned, and immediately took out his mobile phone to call arbor.
"Hello? Assistant Qiao, what happened when you had a meeting with President Ling this afternoon?"
"No, I left before dinner. What happened?"
Looking at the smashed mobile phone and TV, ye Huanyan's heart became more and more heavy.
"He is not in the hotel. The hotel TV was smashed and his mobile phone was broken on the ground. What happened to him? Can you contact him now?"
The other end of the phone was silent for a few seconds. It seemed that he wanted to talk and stopped talking. For a long time, he spit out a sentence,
"Secretary ye, don't worry. I'll contact the hotel staff to make it clear..."
Ye Huanyan's face suddenly froze, and arbor didn't know?
The familiar voice suddenly remembered on the stage gradually quieted the fans,Su Nianhua's voice echoed throughout the stadium, gentle and delicate, more touching than every concert."Hugs, chorus, or what have you all played? Some fans leave messages saying that brother Hua's body belongs to everyone?" Speaking of this, Su Nianhua winked at the audience, and the audience burst into laughter."That means that whoever monopolizes it has many sisters who are unhappy, such as the gift of giving back to fans at the last concert. Later, many sisters wrote to me and cried, saying that I was a heartbreaker."Another burst of laughter.Ye Huanyan also laughed, and his expression relaxed a lot."Why don't we have a spiritual exchange today." Su Nianhua tilted his head and burst into a signboard smile at the fans, "there are many sisters present. They should all have loved people, including those who are around now, those who you love very much or love you very much, or those who you are lucky to love, and those who were once loved or relieved in the bottom of your heart, but they still think of them occasionally."His voice has a kind of magic, which makes fans who were crazy shouting a few seconds ago, under the rendering of the moment, their emotions spread bit by bit, and ye Huanyan is no exception."Whether in the past or now, we have been seriously in love, is it necessary to say something to the people we have loved, and never have the opportunity to say something?"Many fans have nodded gently."Well, in the next few interactions today, brother Hua gives you this opportunity to tell the truth to the people you have loved and are now loving."The host didn't come in handy at all. He only saw the fans nodding madly, and some even had tears in their eyes, probably thinking of all kinds of things in the past.Su Nianhua's eyes fell on ye Huanyan, "this fan, do you agree?"Ye Huanyan glanced at the girl who was crying on her side, and then nodded.The enthusiasm dissipates, and the long time is quiet listening."I once liked a person very much. Like many people, I first knew how it felt to like a person at the age of 17 or 18. Later, I separated for practical reasons. I knew that he had been very self reproach, and I also collapsed and suffered. I felt hopeless and dark in the middle of the night. At that time, I felt that I would never fall in love with anyone again in this life. The so-called true love in this world was made up by writers. Speaking of this, ye Huanyan took a deep breath and slowly spit it out as if he had been infected with the mood of that night,"About half a year later, I started a new life, met new people, and started again in a new environment. When I got deeper into the new environment, I thought less and less about him. Later, I couldn't remember his appearance.""In fact, breaking up is a very common thing. Life in the world is constantly breaking up, constantly parting, constantly saying goodbye to yesterday, and constantly meeting different people in different periods of time. Time can erase everything. If you think you can't, it's not long enough, or you haven't met a person who can let you forget the past. Thank the people you meet later, and let me really forget the past."Ye Huanyan looked at Su Nianhua and smiled, "I hope the boy I loved can also be relieved."There are touching places in the words, and there are fans sobbing in a low voice.Su Nianhua held the microphone with a gentle voice,"I hope all the present and absent fans who support me and like me can let go of the past that can't be retrieved."The cheers were mixed with a large lump of sobs. From the sea of pink fluorescent sticks, thunder and waves sounded.Several fans caught by the camera got up and choked and told their stories. There were also stories that still required to embrace and interact on stage. Su Nianhua took them seriously.After the interaction, there was a lyrical slow song. As the prelude slowly sounded, the girls on their sides returned to the frenzy, crying and confessing loudly to the man playing the piano on the stage.Ye Huanyan's mouth brimmed with a faint smile, gently looking at the man on the stage.When I met him, he was still a boy, proud and indifferent. He didn't care about anyone or anything except learning and music.Ten years later, he returned with glory and thousands of support.With gentle eyes and delicate smiles honed by time, it warms more and more girls besides her.After the concert, Su Nianhua rushed backstage and called Ye Huanyan before changing clothes."Wait for me, and I'll take you back.""No, I got a taxi.""......." Su Nianhua suddenly choked. "Sorry about what happened on stage today. Brother Li made his own decisions, which embarrassed you.""It's all right. I did have something to say to you, but I can't say it alone. It's also good. I'll be friends in the future."The other end of the phone was silent for a while, and his gentle voice came, as if relieved, "thank you, ye Huanyan."All the past will be relieved. Ten years is too long. Cherish the present.Returning to the hotel, ye Huanyan was a little uneasy. He didn't know whether Ling Han slept or not, and whether the truthful explanation to him would cause any misunderstanding.The room card brushed open the door, and it was dark inside. She touched the wall and pressed the switch, but there was no response.It took a long time to plug in the room card before the light turned on.Why didn't you insert the room card? Ling Han is not there?She went straight to Ling Han's door and knocked twice, "dudududududui""Ling Han, are you in there?"I opened the door easily, and there was no one inside.Strange.She turned around with her bag and walked towards her room. From the corner of her eyes, she suddenly caught a glimpse of the TV in the living room. There was an obvious fragment of the LCD screen from the middle, and the crack of the spider mesh began to spread from the middle, which was already a fragmented and crumbling look.Along the direction of the broken glass debris falling, there are 'corpses' of mobile phones on the ground.Linghan's mobile phone.Ye Huanyan's face froze. He quickly walked over to check and confirm that it was the mobile phone that broke the TV. How strong was this force to smash such a big hole in the TV.incorrect? Who smashed it?Ye Huanyan frowned, and immediately took out his mobile phone to call arbor."Hello? Assistant Qiao, what happened when you had a meeting with President Ling this afternoon?""No, I left before dinner. What happened?"Looking at the smashed mobile phone and TV, ye Huanyan's heart became more and more heavy."He is not in the hotel. The hotel TV was smashed and his mobile phone was broken on the ground. What happened to him? Can you contact him now?"The other end of the phone was silent for a few seconds. It seemed that he wanted to talk and stopped talking. For a long time, he spit out a sentence,"Secretary ye, don't worry. I'll contact the hotel staff to make it clear..."Ye Huanyan's face suddenly froze, and arbor didn't know?
