The nurse smiled warmly:
'I don't know about that. But every singer holds concerts at the Hong Kong Coliseum, so I assume Ding Ling will be no exception. It's just that he's new to the industry. If he wants to hold a concert at the Hong Kong Coliseum, he'll probably have to wait a while.'
'We still have to wait?'
Li Xiangqin was very disappointed.
'Yes.'
The nurse was also somewhat impatient. 'There's nothing we can do about it. We have to follow the procedures.'
'How long do you think that'll take?'
'How would I know?'
The nurse smiled sweetly. 'If you're really interested, you can join our Ding Ling fan club. Once we have any news, we'll call you immediately.'
'Then I'll join.'
Li Xiangqin was decisive.
Ling Lingqi raised his hand beside her. 'Excuse me, can I join too?'
He liked Ding Ling's songs as well. He was a fan too!
'Of course.'
The nurse was clearly a fervent Ding Ling fan. The more people who liked Ding Ling, the happier she became. It was as though the person she liked had received the approval of others. The feeling was wonderful.
'My name is Ling Tian. You can call me Tiantian. This is my phone number.'
Ling Tian recited her phone number for the two of them.
Afraid they might forget it, she took a fountain pen from her upper pocket and pulled a white handkerchief from her lower pocket. After hesitating for no more than a moment, she wrote the number on the handkerchief and handed it to Li Xiangqin. Her eyes curved into crescents, and she looked delighted. 'I hope we can become loyal Ding Ling fans. From now on, let's cheer for Ding Ling and support him together.'
'Of course.'
Li Xiangqin accepted it and