"I guess so." Jiang Jianhuan smiled, her demeanor calm and gentle, completely out of place with their current excitement. The other two, however, were instantly filled with admiration.
This guy has definitely seen a lot!
"Hey girl, how did you manage to get tickets? We've been trying for years, and we finally got them this time!"
"Yes, yes, tickets for Su Mo are extremely hard to get!"
"I just sit in front of the computer right on time." Jiang Jianhuan raised her voice a little as if she had just thought of something.
"By the way, I used a network acceleration software, which was recommended to me by a friend."
Jiang Jianhuan opened her phone, found the name of the app, and showed it to them.
"This is it. I succeeded in grabbing tickets on my first try."
"Oh my god!!!"
"envious!!!"
The two were on the verge of tears, and quickly jotted down the name of the software so they could download it when they got back.
Once the conversation started, the girls began to chatter incessantly, all of it revolving around Su Mo.
As Jiang Jianhuan listened to them talk about those fan groups, how they supported Su Mo on music platforms every day, swiped their cards to check in, and even had custom-made clothing and shoe catalogs, they even showed her pictures on their phones when she expressed curiosity.
Jiang Jianhuan listened with great interest. She even watched compilations of Su Mo edited by other people on video websites. It has to be said that the energy of a fangirl is truly amazing.
While the group was chatting, someone on stage started speaking. It was probably the host, who was talking about some concert precautions and informing them that there were glow sticks next to their seats, and that the color of the lights inside were controlled by a unified system.
Jiang Jianhuan then noticed that Su Mo's name was written in a special font, followed by the theme of the concert, which was very unique.
The two girls next to them cheered excitedly again and kept taking pictures to commemorate the occasion.
The overhead lights suddenly dimmed, and the singing voices spread through the speakers to every corner. Figures could be vaguely seen moving on the stage.
Screams echoed throughout the venue in an instant. A light cascaded down from the ceiling, and Su Mo, dressed in a white shirt, appeared in everyone's sight.
The people around were singing softly, and even faint sobs could be heard. Jiang Jianhuan looked at the only source of light. Su Mo stood in the center, his eyes slightly closed, his face clean, holding a microphone and singing softly.
As one song ended, another began. Su Mo spoke very little, focusing almost entirely on singing. The audience was also very quiet, only tilting their heads back and spontaneously joining in the chorus.
The glow stick in my hand kept changing color, sometimes deep blue, sometimes bright yellow, like a sea of tiny stars, highlighting the brightest star in the center.
The two-hour concert seemed to fly by, the time passing by unbelievably quickly. When the music started playing during the last song, there was a stir among the crowd, with many people cheering excitedly.
Almost everyone present knew this song, as it was Su Mo's signature song and a well-known classic.
No Joy
As soon as the song started playing, the entire concert turned into a massive sing-along by tens of thousands of people, with waving glow sticks almost drowning out Su Mo's original voice.
Jiang Jianhuan stared intently at the stage, her eyes stinging. She heard crying beside her and turned to see two girls with tears streaming down their faces.
"I really like this song, and I hope you like it too."
As the last note faded, Su Mo stood straight on the stage and spoke, a rare occurrence that seemed to foreshadow something: the brief, joyful reunion was about to end in separation.
The crying next to me grew louder.
"Thank you so much for coming today, thank you." Su Mo bowed, then disappeared from the stage. The lights dimmed and then came back on. The host announced the end of the concert and gave instructions on safety precautions.
Everyone stood up from their seats, their faces disheveled and bruised, their eyes red-rimmed.
"I'm so touched, it's so beautiful, I'm so sad." The girl next to me took out a tissue to wipe her face, sobbing and sighing. The others were in a similar state.
"Time flies! It feels like I just arrived and it's already over, sob..."
The audience gradually dispersed, following the flow of people towards the exit. The chatter continued. Jiang Jianhuan and the two girls from before were still walking together, listening to their sighs and tears as they tried to calm themselves down.
Suddenly, someone in the crowd screamed.
"Ah!!! Oh my god! Su Mo has a girlfriend!!!!"
The shout was like a drop of water falling into boiling oil.
The scene instantly erupted.
The fans who hadn't completely dispersed immediately started shouting.
"Are you kidding me?!"
"Where did you get this news from?!"
"Look at your phone! Look at your phone! It's trending on social media!!!"
In an instant, everyone lowered their heads, took out their phones, and connected to the signal.
Because there were too many people in the venue before, the cell phone signal was very poor, and almost everyone was listening to music attentively, so no one paid attention to the news online.
It's not much better now; the internet speed is as slow as an elderly person loading.
However, that doesn't stop you from seeing the big keywords in the trending topics section.
#SuMo's Relationship Exposed#
The trending search title was followed by a dark red "hot" character.
It is evident that the spread is extremely wide.
My fingers trembled as I clicked the button, my mind went blank with tension, and I held my breath. The first thing I saw was a Weibo post from a mainstream media outlet, with tens of thousands of comments and likes, accompanied by a series of articles about Su Mo being photographed going out with a strange woman.
None of that matters; what truly captivates the eye is the nine-grid image below.
If everyone still held onto a sliver of hope before, seeing these photos left them utterly devastated, their reason shattered into pieces.
It was by the roadside, where the large sycamore trees had all lost their leaves. Su Mo was wearing a large down jacket, tightly wrapped around a strange woman in his arms. He would occasionally look down at her, his expression not exactly gentle, but containing helplessness.