Bing Tong's concert is a grand affair; many people rush to get in as early as the afternoon. So it's best to arrive quickly.
Night..."Wow! So many people!" Ying Lin exclaimed, looking at the crowd around her. Hearing this, You Yun couldn't help but chuckle, then said, "Of course, how could a pop diva's concert not be crowded!" Ying Lin rolled her eyes at him, and then the group entered the stadium.
Pop diva Evans Y's concert started at 8 PM, and many people usually arrived in the afternoon, which is why Ying Lin had told You Yun
and the others to leave so early. Ying Lin's tickets were given to her by Bing Tong, so her seats were naturally excellent—in the VIP section. You Yun and the others were also of high status, naturally in the VIP section as well. As VIPs, they couldn't dress casually, so everyone was dressed formally. This made You Yun and the others even more curious about who this Evans Y was.
The massive stadium was packed with people. Hundreds of police officers maintained order, and long queues formed at each gate as people anxiously waited to have their tickets checked.
Time ticked by, and the stadium grew larger and larger, with more and more people chanting Evans Y's name, waving banners and singing his hit songs.
By eight o'clock, the stadium, which could hold 60,000 people, was full. The shouts of "Evans Y! Evans Y!" rose in waves, and suddenly the stage lights flashed, and energetic music blared. Stimulated by the music and lights, the crowd's enthusiasm reached its peak, with 60,000 people simultaneously chanting, "Evans Y, we love you! We will always love you!"
Sitting in the VIP section, Yinglin's heart pounded with excitement, eagerly anticipating Evans Y's appearance. Although she knew Evans Y's true identity was Bing Tong, she couldn't contain her excitement. If she hadn't been in the VIP section, she probably would have shouted along too.
A dozen plumes of smoke billowed from around the oval stage as a group of dancers in shimmering silver costumes ran onto the stage to the rhythm of the music. A stunning figure emerged from among them, wearing a silver mask. Upon seeing her, countless screams erupted from the stands; the crowd's blood boiled, and they shouted with all their might, "Evans.Y., we love you! We love you!"
Evans.Y. walked to the center of the stage, waving to the fans in the stadium. The fans went even wilder, waving their glow sticks wildly, their screams and shouts blending into a deafening roar.
A dozen dancers struck poses, and Evans.Y. turned and walked to the center of her backup dancers, her back to the audience. The music changed, and the stage lights flashed rapidly in rhythm. Evans.Y. suddenly turned around, and at the same time, the backup dancers around her began to move. Evans.Y. began to sing her hit song, her beautiful voice carried throughout the stadium through her earpiece. The fans in the stadium all stood up, waving their glow sticks to the rhythm of the music.
When the song ended, Evans Y walked gracefully to the VIP section and said in his beautiful voice, "For the next song, I'll invite someone to sing with me. What do you all say?" "Yes!" many fans exclaimed excitedly. "Me, me!" Fans in the surrounding stands also reached out towards the seemingly unreachable stage, screaming loudly.
Evans Y slowly walked towards Yinglin, took her hand, and said, "Would you please sing with this beautiful lady?" Yinglin looked at Evans Y standing before her, her heart filled with excitement. "Yes," she replied, her voice slightly shy. Then Evans Y led her hand slowly towards the stage. Youyun
looked at Yinglin on the stage, a bitter feeling welling up inside him. Even he didn't understand why; perhaps it was because Yinglin could return to his side! Weiyi, on the other hand, thought of Evans Y's figure, which seemed to be filled with icy eyes.
The song ended, and all the lights shone on Yinglin and Bingtong. Bingtong looked at Yinglin and gave her a big hug. Then Yinglin felt something being placed in her hands, but she didn't have time to look.
Yinglin walked back to her seat amidst everyone's envious gazes. The song continued, but this time it contained a deep longing. Just as everyone was immersed in the beautiful song, it abruptly stopped. "Thank you everyone," Evans Y said to the fans.
Many people shouted, hoping Evans Y would sing another song, but Evans Y turned away. The lights gradually dimmed, and everyone reluctantly turned to leave.
In a large room behind the stage, Bingtong was sitting in her seat wiping her makeup. "Evans Y, this concert had a perfect ending!" Lynch said, walking up to Bingtong. "Lynch, I have to go back to England for a while, so you'll have to take care of things here yourself," Evans Y said, turning to Lynch. “Okay, I got it. When are you leaving?” “I’m leaving now,” Evans said, then stood up.
“Alright! Be careful, but there are a lot of your fans outside, so it’s better if you wear a mask,” Lynch reminded her. Bing Tong glanced at him, then picked up the mask next to her and put it on.
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