Ch 82

February 11th arrived in the blink of an eye.

　　Outside the Zhao Sanchuan food stall, as dusk blended into the night, members of the Sunset Exiles band had already arrived one after another.

　　A red banner was hung high, and speakers, drum kits, electronic keyboards and stand-up microphones were set up on the venue.

　　Ji Fanling followed the boss's request and put a bag of colorful flags with the band's logo on them at each table.

　　"Fan Ling?"

　　Ji Fan Ling turned around.

　　The one who called her was Cheng Jiali.

　　Because he had to perform in the evening, he wore exaggerated stage makeup, with raised eyeliner at the end of his eyes. The ambiguous peach-colored eyeshadow made his already narrow eyes look seductive and passionate like a vixen.

　　Ji Fanling turned back expressionlessly.

　　"Why haven't you grown up? What happened back then?"

　　Cheng Jiali quickly approached: "You don't know how I came here all these years, Fan Ling, I miss you every day."

　　Ji Fanling turned over She rolled her eyes and continued to put up her colorful flags.

　　Cheng Jiali walked over quickly: "I know you are the mortal spirit. I recognized you at the first sight. I just, I just can't believe it. How could it be possible?" His voice trembled.

　　He blocked Ji Fanling's way to another table, and the girl walked around him coldly.

　　"I don't dare to recognize you, but I still want to get close to you anyway. You feel it, right?" Cheng Jiali whispered, reaching out to hook her apron tie, "I know you want it too. Me, otherwise, why would you come to my wedding..."

　　He then noticed that her name had always been written on the apron.

　　The handwriting was scrawled, revealing a possessive attitude.

　　Ji Fanling couldn't bear it anymore and pulled the frenulum back from his hand: "Are you fucking sick? Are you delusional? Call 120."

　　Cheng Jiali was stunned.

　　This was definitely not the scene he imagined meeting Ji Fanling.

　　He thought that if Ji Fanling's identity was revealed, she would no longer have any worries. Now that she was living so hard, no one would remember her anymore.

　　She had no one to show her, and she might even cry because he recognized her.

　　"Fan Ling, I know you are you." Cheng Jiali spread his hands gently.

　　Ji Fanling raised her eyes coldly: "So?"

　　She was neither too lazy to admit nor too lazy to deny.

　　she said.

　　So?

　　"I'm married and I didn't tell you. It's my fault."

　　Cheng Jiali followed behind, coaxing him nonchalantly, "I've made you sad. I apologize to you, you know." , I have no choice, I don't know you are still alive, otherwise how could I be willing to... Ouch!"

　　Ji Fanling arranged the bench with his hands, and smashed the bench leg on his feet.

　　Cheng Jiali screamed, Ji Fanling's eyelids tightened, and he put the bench back to its original position without emotion.

　　Cheng Jiali bent his legs in pain. He was really angry when he thought about how busy he was these days, the energy he put into arranging the songs, the words he used to persuade the members to perform in this damn place, the money he spent transporting musical instruments, and the money he spent on publicity and road shows. Some lung pain.

　　She was so angry that her lungs ached, and there was nothing she could do.

　　Ji Fanling walked into the food stall, and Cheng Jiali's helpless voice floated over on the wind: "Fan Ling, this road show today is just for you."

　　"At least listen to it."

　　"That's it . "Yes, pity me."

　　When the road show started, the tables with good views were all occupied by fans of the band. The fans were busy taking photos and videos, and no one was eating, so the waiters were freed.

　　Huang Lili took advantage of the seat given to her by Boss Zhao and squeezed into the front row to listen to the song. Lu Yan and Wu Qing had never heard of a live band performance before, and their eyes shone with excitement. They were already taking photos frantically before the show started. Posted on Moments.

　　Ji Fanling seemed particularly unsociable. She was alone behind the crowd, sitting on the steps playing with her mobile phone.

　　"Fanling! Fanling!" Lu Yan called to her on tiptoe, "I can still stand here, come here!"

　　Ji Fanling looked at Lu Yan's enthusiastic face across the crowd.

　　The faint words of the girl in Room 1 flashed through his mind:

　　- "It seems that your relationship is not that good."

　　"I'm not going." Ji Fanling waved her hand to Lu Yan, her expression as usual.

　　Lu Yan turned her head regretfully.

　　Soon the road show started, and one song after another was performed. In addition to the fans who had been waiting from the beginning, more and more passers-by gathered at the food stalls.

　　Halfway through the performance, Cheng Jiali made a pause gesture.

　　The man was wearing a bright red shirt with sequins, holding the microphone with one hand, and said with a smile: "Actually, today, besides our first tour, there is another theme."

　　"I have a friend who has his birthday today. I want to be here and wish her a happy birthday."

　　This sentence was still spoken in vain. However, the next sentence, as the guitar strings were gently plucked, turned into a lyrical singing: "Happy birthday to you~"

　　The electronic keyboard next to it The harmony came in: "Happy birthday to you~"

　　and then the drum beat: "Wish you a happy birthday~"

　　When the bass came in, the guitar slid and changed its key quickly.

　　The electronic music roared, and the drum beat instantly changed from tepid to passionate.

　　Variations from C major to D major, from the familiar ‌Happy Birthday song, to an adapted ‌English‌rap smoothly.

　　The audience who were still clapping their hands suddenly became excited and the whole place was excited. Huang Lili raised her hands and screamed.

　　...

　　Ji Fanling's eyelids twitched, and without raising her head, she sat on the steps next to her and continued to play with her game.

　　*

　　Beiwan Airport.

　　The direct flight from Hong Kong City to Beiwan was delayed for a full hour and a half due to weather conditions.

　　The clerk from Hong Kong Medical Group hugged something and hurriedly walked out of the airport. While checking messages on his mobile phone, he looked left and right. When his eyes passed through the crowd, he was stunned and hurriedly ran towards them. The man in the group, wearing a black coat, still stood out from the crowd.