The staff at the scene were caught off guard and initially thought they were hallucinating or dizzy from eating too much candy.
Wen Jiu stood on the elevator platform, looking down at him with a smile. Seeing that the man looked silly, she couldn't help but reach out and poke his face.
"If you're worried, then come along."
After saying that, she raised her hand, which was clasped together with hers, and asked the director in a loud voice, "May I bring my family members?"
Director: Ah... Ah??!
Feng Chi was both surprised and delighted, but less than half a second later she became flustered. She subconsciously straightened her perfectly wrinkle-free suit and regretted not wearing nicer cuffs before leaving the house. She had originally planned to go home and cook dinner after accompanying Wen Jiu to sing, so she hadn't used hair gel today.
It's a far cry from the elaborate outfit I wore last time.
"I..." Feng Chi nervously revealed the only decent-looking (flashy) custom-made watch Wen Jiu wearing, the same model as Wen Jiu's, and said, "I didn't change my clothes, it doesn't look good."
Wen Jiu sized Feng Chi up and down. In his memory, Feng Chi carried an even heavier image burden than he, a celebrity. Changing into a different suit every day was routine for him (seduction aside), and he had spent twenty minutes getting ready before leaving today.
In contrast, Wen Jiu dressed rather haphazardly, throwing on a random piece of clothing before sitting on the bed playing on his phone and waiting for his wife.
Almost all of Wen Jiu's clothes are now bought by Feng Chi. He doesn't have high requirements; as long as they're not worn inside out, it's fine.
So Wen Jiu, with eighteen layers of "wife filter" (a metaphor for a romantic relationship with a wife), said to Feng Chi, "You're already beautiful enough, you can't be any more gorgeous."
You're the most beautiful person in the whole world.
The crowd. "..."
While it's true, there's no need to add the last sentence, is there? Perhaps we should... be a little more modest?
The Feng Doggy was no longer upset; its tail flew with joy, and it took a long stride to stand on the lifting platform.
After a while, he asked again, "Will this affect you?"
The previous stage had ended, and the cheers and shouts made Wen Jiu's heart itch, and his patience with his spoiled wife was slowly running out.
With a single tug, he offered a perfunctory reassurance. "Be good, don't be so fussy, you're a grown man. You won't, you won't."
After seeing that everyone was behaving themselves, he said to the director below, "Could we bring a mascot?"
The crowd. "..."
The director was somewhat speechless, but their online New Year's Eve livestream didn't have many restrictions; the main goal was to have fun. Besides, Wen Jiu wasn't dancing this time, and he trusted Wen Jiu's abilities. After a moment's thought, he looked up at him and said, "The stage is yours."
The stage is yours; how you perform it and with whom is entirely up to you.
A warm feeling permeated the air. Wen Jiu bowed to the director and staff, and stood up with a broad smile.
"Thanks."
Thank you for all the unexpected touches and warmth, as well as for the souls that are ready to die.
When the cool stage lights shone on the audience, the crowd erupted in screams and frenzy!
The fans and netizens waiting in the live stream exploded like a kettle that had reached a certain boiling point.
[Ahhh, honey, it's been so long! I've missed you so much!]
[Damn it, am I seeing things? Why am I seeing President Feng?]
[Who knows! Who knows?! Feng Chi is here too! Oh my god, this is the New Year's Eve stage!]
[In front of my parents, I spat out a mouthful of soup, hahaha, I coughed so hard, oh no, I choked to death!]
[Waaaaah, I get to see Feng Doggy Blazing Stage! I've already watched all those videos of them together on stage!]
[My wife's smile is so sweet, hahaha, Mr. President Feng, watch where you're going, don't look at your wife! [doge emoji]]
[With a wife holding your hand, why bother looking at the road?]
Wen Jiu bowed to the audience, waved, and greeted them with a smile, "Hello everyone?"
"Good--"
"Ahhh, my wife! My darling wife--"
"Honey, I'm so glad to see you again!"
Happy New Year, my wife!
"Happy New Year." Wen Jiu said with a gentle smile, holding the microphone. "I'd like to dedicate a new song, ' Rebirth,' to everyone."
As the audience gradually quieted down, viewers in the live stream noticed that the lyricist and composer listed at the bottom of the screen were actually...
It's Wen Jiu again?!
[Aba aba... Did I just become a fan of a goddess? My wife just got back from filming! [pupils dizzy][hallucination][dazed]]
[Yes, filming just wrapped up. I also recorded several singles during filming.]
[To add to what the person upstairs said, there's also the movie's theme song and promotional song. " The Prosperous Age " spent a lot of money hiring several popular and talented singers to perform them, and my wife was one of them.]
[Hmm... Just noting this out, both Banana TV and Mango TV's Spring Festival Galas feature wives, one in the next show and the other in the show after that, respectively.]
[No, I'm not saying this... it's just a question, there's no yin or yang, no black or white, so... there should only be one wife, no clones or anything, right?]
[...]
That's a good question.
Absurd, yet reasonable.
Watching the boy singing quietly on stage, the fans belatedly realized that Wen Jiu seemed to have changed in some way.
Wen Jiu used to work very hard, but after being suppressed for so many years, she was somewhat reckless and went crazy.
She spends most of her time practicing singing and dancing in the practice room, posts daily life and training videos on Weibo, chats with fans, and argues with haters.
They would also cause trouble in front of the limited camera time available, embarrassing the organizers.
They do the most outrageous things possible, enough to drive anyone mad.
It has this crazy feeling of wanting to quit the entertainment industry tomorrow.
But Wen Jiu has now reached new heights in terms of her level of effort.
Just standing there, he was radiant.
It exerts all its strength to dissipate heat and emit light.
Ferry me across the River of Forgetfulness, and grant me the warmth of the blazing sun.
Let loose in the sunrise and sunset
It doesn't need to be too bright...
Wen Jiu gripped the hand of the person beside him and walked step by step to the center of the stage. Today, he wore ice-blue contact lenses, and his pure white sweater made him look soft and gentle. His smile was pure and dazzling.
Feng Chi looked at it up close, and unconsciously even softened his breathing.
This was the closest he had ever been to the Star.
It's just a stone's throw away; you can reach out and touch it.
[OMG, Feng Chi's eyes are so gentle, they're so tender they could melt your heart.]
[To be honest, they were really close together, and even holding hands! Ahhh, what an absolutely stunning picture of them together!]
Why do I feel like crying when I see them all smiling?
[Help, I'm about to drown from President Feng Feng's gaze!]
This piece is gentle and soothing, without any fancy trills or shocking high notes. It is as plain as water, yet it seems to have weathered countless storms.
As the music drew to a close, the boy finally turned to meet Feng Chi's gaze and began to sing softly:
When the wind kisses my cheeks on the banks of the Three Rivers
"Meeting my swan song again"
Tears welled up in her eyes and silently streamed down her face.
The man leaned in and gently embraced his Star, without any lust.
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" Rebirth ", Lyrics: Light Boat on the Clouds, Music: Wen Jiu
This time, there aren't many words; the main focus is on the emotions, like a small summary of a phase, with a touch of sweetness along the way.
The storyline involving the beauty and Shen Family's brother will intertwine with the main plot and will also involve the wife, but the wife's style and the styles of the big shots might be... well, those who have followed this far probably understand, haha.
So let me tell you in advance, darlings, don't worry. If I say my wife will be fine, then she will be fine. Later on, all the fun will come from my silly wife (lights a cigarette).