At 7:50 p.m., at the Jinling Entertainment Culture Building.
A taxi pulled up slowly and stopped outside the Jinling Entertainment Culture Building. Jun Wangchen and Xu Youyue got out.
They exchanged a glance and a faint smile, then handed their VIP tickets to the attendant at the entrance in perfect sync.
The moment he saw the VIP tickets, the attendant's expression changed. His indifference instantly gave way to deep respect. He bent at the waist in a ninety-degree bow to welcome them, then escorted Jun Wangchen and Xu Youyue to the VIP seats.
The Jinling Entertainment Culture Building was certainly spacious. The main hall alone could accommodate over ten thousand people, and its lavish, romantic sculptures looked remarkably lifelike.
The difference between the VIP seats and ordinary seats was obvious at a glance. The ordinary seats were farther from the concert stage, while the VIP seats were right up close. The VIP seating was also exquisite, leagues above the ordinary seats.
By then, eighty percent of the audience had arrived. The place was bustling all along their route, and a rough estimate put the crowd at over a hundred thousand.
"Hey, hey, did you know? Besides singing 'Shengxiao,' He Zihan's going to release her new album here tonight!"
"Holy crap, really? Awesome! We get to hear Hanhan's new songs!"
"I'm so excited! Hanhan enchants me every time she sings. That lilting voice of hers feels like it can heal my wounded soul. Sigh, why can't I sing with the same feeling she does? Is it because I'm not passionate enough?"
"Sweetie, her throat was kissed by an angel. Yours was chewed on by a dog."
"Fuck you! Who the hell said that? Get your ass out here!"
"It's him, it's him! It's him, it's him! Our hero, little Nezha!"
"Bro,