Zhang Yang watched and thought as cheers rang out continuously all around him.
His little cousin was shouting quite fiercely too.
If she had only been an ordinary fan before, then now she was Ouyang Feifei's die-hard fan. After all, she had once been an untouchable superstar, but now they had met up close. Naturally, that affection had deepened further.
"Bro, look, look! Ouyang Feifei is seriously gorgeous and ethereal today—so beautiful she's practically glowing!" Song Yumeng excitedly tugged at Zhang Yang's sleeve.
"I know." Zhang Yang laughed.
"Bro, you seem way too calm." Song Yumeng blinked, then came to a realization. "Right, I get it."
"What do you get?" Zhang Yang asked.
"After all, my brother already has Tian Chuxi. With such a jewel before your eyes, of course." Song Yumeng gave a playful smile and leaned closer. "Bro, you don't need to explain. Your little sister just wants to give you a thumbs-up."
She smiled and raised her thumb.
Ouyang Feifei had clearly put a great deal of effort into tonight's concert. Whether it was the stage effects or her own styling, everything was exquisitely lively and refined.
And the young woman sang and danced nonstop, looking remarkably dedicated and hardworking.
Zhang Yang also spotted quite a few media outlets at the venue.
The entertainment news articles were probably already out—things like "Ouyang Feifei's Ever-Changing Concert Looks" and "Electric Atmosphere at a Packed Stadium Concert."
Besides Ouyang Feifei herself, the star of the night, her agency had pulled some strings and brought in quite a few guests to show their support. They were all rising stars from the post-2000 generation with plenty of online buzz, and they had whipped the atmosphere into a frenzy.
No one knew how much time had passed before a song came to an