Chapter 470: Extra Story About Marriage (2)
Looking at the four people walking on the stage, the audience couldn't hide their excitement and shouted excitedly.
Standing at the front, Xu Zimian carefully adjusted the height of the microphone.
Pei Yan lowered his head and fiddled with the strings to determine the accuracy of the pitch.
The melodious piano sound poured out, soothing the restless hearts of fans.
After adjusting the height of the microphone, Xu Zimian slowly exhaled and greeted with a bright smile: "Good evening everyone! We are lucky to meet the band!!"
"Fortunate to meet the band! Fortunate to meet the band!! Fortunate to meet the band!!!"
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Little Cotton!!!"
The fans at the venue shouted the name of the band and the names of the four.
Fans who did not squeeze into the venue gathered outside the big stage and felt the fiery atmosphere.
When the noise gradually dissipated, Xu Zimian continued with a smile: "I'm very happy to stand on the stage of the World Music Festival again and meet you here."
"A "Forever Song" for everyone!"
Pei Yan, Tang Tang, and Jiang Yu looked at each other tacitly.
In response to Little Cotton's wishes, let's blast the stage together!
The cold wind at night lifted Xu Zimian's long hair.
She held the microphone, looking at the lively auditorium and the colorful light sticks.
The body is getting hotter and hotter, and the head is dizzy, as if drinking, a little drunk.
The sound of the drums kept hitting her heart.
She can feel the enthusiasm of the eldest sister for music.
The trickling guitar sound, accompanied by the rhythm of the bass, invaded her hearing.
Not only the eldest sister, but brother Ayan and Jiang Yu were also by his side.
Facing the dazzling spotlight, Xu Zimian closed her eyes slightly.
Since she's drunk, let her stay intoxicated!
The breathtaking sound of dolphins, like the sounds of nature coming from the sky, instantly shocked the hearts of fans.
A drop of cold sweat slid down Tang Tang's forehead, and looked slightly sideways at Pei Yan.
wrong!
According to the song written by Little Cotton, there is no dolphin sound at the beginning! It was added by Little Cotton on the spot!
He bit his lip reproachfully, as expected, Xiao Mian shouldn't let Xiao Mian take the stage.
When the cold wind blows, the body temperature is estimated to have soared again.
Pei Yan deftly plucked the strings and told Tang Tang and Lao Yu with the sound of the piano, don't stop! Keep up with Little Cotton's tone!
The suddenly high accompaniment, chasing Xu Zimian's beautiful singing voice, completely ignited the atmosphere of the scene.
No amount of shouting can express the frenzy in their hearts.
The writhing posture can't express the agitation of the soul at all.
They followed Xu Zimian, immersed in the joy brought by the lucky band.
"You said it would always clear up after a heavy rain."
"You said it was inevitable that we would meet."
"Pluck the strings, hit the drumhead, and I sing forever."
"It's the song we met!"
"It's our song!"
Xu Zimian, who sang hi, followed the melody and danced.
Her smile was like the brightest blazing sun across the dark sky, illuminating the excited expressions of fans.
Occasionally, he looked back at his friends with pride and happiness in his eyes.
She hoped that the lucky band would never end.
No matter how many years have passed, everyone will always be together and play their own music!
For a short half hour, the fans at the scene were not high enough at all.
Shouting: "Encore! Encore!!!"
"Fortunately, don't leave the band, let's continue to have fun!!"
"Oh, my God! Lucky to meet the band is so charming!"
"I know that Little Cotton is very powerful, but I don't know why, today's Little Cotton is like a burning flame, burning my body and mind!"
Pei Yan, who had already noticed Xu Zimian's crumbling, stretched out his hand thoughtfully and wrapped his arms around Xu Zimian's waist.
What seems to be an intimate interaction between boyfriend and girlfriend is actually to prevent Xu Zimian from fainting on the stage.
Under the leadership of Xu Zimian, the four bowed tacitly and thanked the fans who came to watch their show.
Tang Tang handed the microphone to Xu Zimian and hugged Xu Zimian's arm with a smile.
There was an abnormal flush on Xu Zimian's face, and his exhalation became louder and louder.
She closed her eyes slowly, and adjusted the frequency of her breathing with her last reason.
Holding the microphone in his hand tightly, he sincerely thanked: "Thank you for your support to the lucky band! See you at the awards ceremony!"
Xu Zimian maintained a warm smile, and was sandwiched between Ayan's brother and elder sister, and hugged back to the lounge.
The heat in the room was blowing on her cold face.
Knowing that the show had ended successfully, all of his strength was dissipated, and he staggered backwards.
With quick eyes and quick hands, Pei Yan quickly supported Xu Zimian's body and carried her to the sofa.
Tang Tang trotted out and took out the thermometer, carefully measuring the temperature for Xu Zimian.
Look at what the thermometer shows: 39.2°C.
Tang Tang shook his head and said: "If you go up again, the little cotton will be confused. Don't hesitate, send it to the hospital!"
"it is good!"
Pei Yan no longer hesitated, and with a hand to the crook of his leg, he easily picked up Xu Zimian.
The fainted Xu Zimian, feeling the familiar body temperature, reliedly buried his head in Pei Yan's arms.
"Tangtang, you and Brother Pei will send Xiao Mianhua to the hospital. I'll be in charge of packing up and then rushing to the hospital to meet you."
Tang Tang took the cotton-padded coat handed over by Jiang Yu and wrapped Xu Zimian, who was shrunk in Pei Yan's arms.
"When I get to the hospital, I'll send you the address."
This is the World Music Festival that the whole world pays attention to. As the most popular lucky band, it is the focus of most people's attention.
It didn't take long for a few photos to be quickly sent back to China.
Although I couldn't see the appearance of the woman in Pei Yan's arms, fans still guessed that the woman in Pei Yan's arms was Xu Zimian by virtue of their meticulous observation and body shape.
Don't look at Pei Yan's cold expression, from frowning his brows to the tenderness he shows when he bows his head from time to time, it shows that he attaches great importance to the person in his arms.
Tang Tang, who followed Pei Yan, was even more worried.
Netizens talked a lot, guessing whether Xiao Mianhua encountered something.
"Isn't Pei Yan's little cotton in his arms? Nothing will happen, right?!"
"The Reuters picture this afternoon, isn't it okay? Was it attacked by a mob?!"
"Did the official stand up and say anything? My sweet little cotton, don't let anything happen."
"Any compatriots from the Dead Music Festival? Did something happen on the show? Please let me know!!!"
"When I think about what may have happened to Xiao Mian, I can't sit still, and I can't wait to fly to New York City immediately."
"Ah! No wonder I always feel that Xiao Mianhua is very excited tonight. I thought the blush on his face was the lighting effect. Don't worry, I think Xiao Mianhua probably has a cold and fever."
"When I learned that it might be a cold, I couldn't help but exhale."
"I wish Xiao Mian a speedy recovery!"
"Is it really just a cold?"
"My heart hurts... I hope my daughter can get what she wants this year!"
The next day, I was fortunate to meet the news released by the band's official blog, and I got a cold.
[Xing Yu Band V: Please rest assured, fans, after taking the injection and taking the medicine, Xiao Mian's body temperature gradually dropped. 】
【Let's look forward to the award ceremony in a week! 】