They all looked eagerly at Mirai. Some of the girls bravely stood up and shouted Mirai's name.
At this point, Guangshan, the original star of the concert, had completely become a mere supporting act. Though the light-colored shirt felt bitter inside, he still had to smile.
When Mirai saw that the girls at the venue were drawn to him, he could not help smiling as he walked onto the stage.
The guitar notes danced beneath Mirai's fingertips, and a love song flowed from his lips. The girls below the stage immediately turned into lovestruck girls with stars in their eyes.
At this moment, Mirai was no longer the same Mirai in their eyes. Even if his appearance was not particularly outstanding, he was still the most dazzling person in their hearts.
Some girls' favorability toward Mirai had even surpassed the terrifying threshold of 80 points, showing just how powerful this obvious effect was.
Of course, the celebrity effect would last for a while, but the song Mirai sang had truly exceeded their understanding.
Aunt Ying and Aunt Sang were neighbors. When they were free at night, they would visit each other. At this moment, they sat together in front of the television, flipping through channels, with Aunt Sang's husband and daughter beside them.
These two were precisely the ones who had pointed at Mirai on the street after lunch and sang.
Ah, A-Sang, your daughter ought to find herself a husband. Want me to help you find someone to talk to?
Aunt Ying said as she cracked sunflower seeds and watched Aunt Sang randomly switch channels.
Aunt Sang's daughter blushed at Aunt Ying's words and lowered her head, too embarrassed to speak.
"Yes."
Aunt Sang agreed absentmindedly, about to say something else. Suddenly, as she looked at the television, her