Part 3
Tang Yue, the dusty alien from Planet 9787, had obtained the miraculous love he longed for.
Jiang Shulu hummed an agreement.
[Pure passerby here, may I ask if this is a honeymoon?] [My baby is truly too honest. I have so much I want to ask, but seeing Liu Xichao’s twisted face of a protective family member, I suddenly feel relieved.]
Liu Xichao gave up. He took a deep breath. Just then, Tang Mian and Yao Xuanyu finished a round of Match-3. Seeing the man so sorrowful, Tang Mian asked, “Uncle Liu, are you unhappy?”
Liu Xichao shook his head: “If only your dad was as clever as you.”
Tang Yue: “What! I’m not stupid.”
Yao Lixin: “Compared to your son, you are a little.”
Tang Mian: “My dad is smart in a different way than me.”
Tang Yue was very touched. The next second, Tang Mian said, “I hope after I go to school, I won’t need Daddy to help me with homework.”
Yao Xuanyu: “I can teach you.”
Yao Lixin: “Why are you joining the fun? His daddy was taught by his other daddy.”
Liu Xichao: “A family scholarly tradition.”
Tang Yue: …
Jiang Shulu: “Are we still asking? If not, onto the next segment.”
Yao Lixin: “Ask! I still have many old scores to settle.”
Yao Lixin: “Tang Yue, back then, did you deliberately play with the microwave in the middle of the night to scare me with the ding ding sound?”
In the evening, the production team opened the high-definition livestream channel.
Liu Xichao’s punishment was revealed: Persuade the other three to recreate the title track stage of their final tour.
But there were only three hours left until the variety show ended.
Liu Xichao was a bit despairing. He looked at the other three adults and asked, “You guys definitely won’t disagree, right?”
Even Jiang Shulu fell silent. He hadn’t been on stage for a long time.
Yao Lixin was okay, except he hadn’t sung in too long.
Tang Yue: “I can’t dance…”
Liu Xichao: “If I knew this earlier, I wouldn’t have participated in this show.”
[The production team is so ruthless.] [Except for Yao Lixin, these guys all have a five-year gap, right?] [So the debut song can be just singing, but the tour title track stage must be recreated?] [Help, they even prepared the costumes. It would be a pity if Away fans don’t swarm in today.] [The stage is the water stage too. I don’t believe the production team doesn’t have an insider. They know too much.]
The staff had also prepared a practice room. Yao Lixin looked at Jiang Shulu: “What does the Captain think?”
Jiang Shulu asked Tang Yue: “You prepare for the solo first, is that okay?”
The song given by the production team was that very “Planet Debris,” written by Tang Yue when he was seventeen.
It was the solo track in Away’s first album.
Liu Xichao: “You’re going to hold a concert anyway, so get used to it?”
Tang Mian applauded while looking at Tang Yue: “I can sit on the boat and watch Daddy perform, right?”
Tang Yue: “That should be the case.”
Jiang Shulu: “Then go prepare. We don’t have much time.”
Today, the production team had specially invited Away’s fans.
The entire floating market had been booked for the day.
The tour boats on the water were filled with fans who had won the lottery. As the camera panned across, many familiar faces of fansite masters could be seen.
The LED screens on both sides of the water stage played a compilation of Away’s MVs from their debut years. The surrounding lights were bright, and the glass-like water surface was smooth and gleaming; it truly had the feel of a special live concert.
[It’s getting hyped up so suddenly.] [This setup is much better than the island one. UL’s money was wasted again.] [Boohoo, I want to go to the scene. Why didn’t I get picked! When was the lottery held? Ahhh!] [+1 but I heard they drew from livestream activity levels. Some sisters won but couldn’t come, so they redrew.]
At 6:00 PM, the performance officially began.
#Away Stage# #Tang Yue Planet Debris# #Journey with Little Ones Through Mountains and Rivers Finale#
The tour boat prepared by the production team for the two children was extremely luxurious, simply the best example of good food and drink.
Tang Mian got a light stick. Amidst the earth-shaking cheers, he looked at the man walking onto the stage with Yao Xuanyu.
Tang Mian: “Did you see that? My daddy! So handsome!”
Yao Xuanyu: “My uncle is also very handsome.”
The screen behind displayed a montage of Tang Yue’s stage shots over the years, giving a feeling of time and space intersecting.
The Tang Yue of those years was like a cold, solitary moon. Years later, this moon became a small bowl held up by Tang Mian, the moon inside swaying gently.
Tang Mian and Yao Xuanyu clinked their cups of boiled water vigorously, raising their thumbs at the drifting camera lens. “My daddy sings so well!”
Yao Xuanyu expressed deep agreement: “Xiao Mie, when you grow up, you have to be as good-looking as Uncle Xiao Yue.”
Tang Mian: “I want to be like Daddy Shulu.”
Yao Xuanyu let out an “Ah.”
Tang Mian rubbed his hair: “My daddy likes Uncle Jiang, says he is very… very handsome! I want to be a handsome man too!”
[I’m dying of laughter. Tang Yue is singing selflessly up there, while the kid is dismantling the stage down here.] [I’m shipping the real deal.] [Boohoo, eyes filled with hot tears. Thank you, production team, for fulfilling our dream.] [The stage design and lighting are so impressive. I take back what I said about the production team’s budget. I heard they booked the whole market.]
In the search lists of major music apps, “Planet Debris” also climbed to the number one hot spot.
The second and third places were also songs performed tonight.
The youths of the past had become young men on stage.
But when they stood together, both the fans at the scene and the audience in front of the screens were incredibly excited.
The final stage seemed to overlap with the stage from many years ago. At that time, what awaited the fans was the reluctance to part with this three-year group.
And worries about the future development of the four members.
Afraid that Jiang Shulu would never contact the other three again, becoming the person from “another world” as everyone jokingly called him.
Afraid that Liu Xichao’s path as an actor wouldn’t go smoothly, becoming a target of mass mockery.
Afraid that Yao Lixin, obsessed with dance, wouldn’t find good stages.
Finally, worried that Tang Yue, the maknae, would have a rugged path as a singer, afraid that the day would come when Tang Yue’s talent would run dry.
But unexpectedly, five years later, the fans from yesteryears could still see a reunion performance.
Even though the members of Away said they couldn’t do it, the effect was still full marks. The familiar performance costumes, the familiar styling—it was like dreaming back to that year, that month, that day.
Except the standing positions changed during the curtain call.
Jiang Shulu had his arm around Tang Yue’s shoulder, without the cold face from that year. Tang Yue was also smiling. Yao Lixin made finger hearts as always, and Liu Xichao was blowing kisses.
The children were sent onto the stage by the staff, holding bouquets as they ran over da-da-da.
Picked up in one swoop by the adults.
Flowers, applause, fireworks exploding in the distance.
Light signs and cheers on the tour boats.
Jiang Shulu held the microphone and seriously said “Thank you.”
Liu Xichao: “Away will always be Away. We, and you, all have a better future.”
Yao Lixin: “Thank you everyone for your support. Sigh, I’m going to cry again. It’s quite embarrassing.”
Tang Yue held the microphone for a long time not knowing what to say. It was Tang Mian who held it up and shouted loudly—
“My daddy and uncles are all so amazing.”
Tang Yue: “Lower your voice.”
Tang Mian: “It’s so lively, I’m happy.”
A burst of laughter erupted from below.
Tang Yue took back the microphone: “It’s really good to have met everyone.”
Liu Xichao: “That’s it?”
Tang Yue: “It’s also very good to have met the older brothers.”
Liu Xichao: “No need for the plural ‘s’. Yao Lixin and I don’t mind.”
Another round of laughter.
Tang Yue didn’t act coy either. He looked at Jiang Shulu: “It’s truly wonderful to have met Shulu-ge.”
His voice was choking up a bit. Jiang Shulu hurriedly went to hug him.
Xiao Mie was squeezed in the middle, still responsible for holding the microphone.
Jiang Shulu: “I am also very lucky to have had these three years, an extraordinary experience.”
Tang Yue was still going wu wu wu. Jiang Shulu: “Don’t cry.”
The camera zoomed out, making the image appear hazy. Photos of the guests from every stop were broadcast in rotation.
Finally, it froze on the photo from the year Away debuted.
The official production team added a caption to the livestream screen—
Every encounter might be an orbital deviation, or it might be a choice of fate. The parting back then was also for the reunion this year, to walk on better.
Variety Show End =w=
— “Parent-Teacher Conference”
Jiang Shulu had a meeting he couldn’t finish, so he let Jiang He attend Tang Mian’s parent-teacher conference.
Before Jiang He even reached the classroom, Tang Mian shouted from inside—
“Granduncle!!”
All the children looked over.
“Isn’t Granduncle an old man?” “My Granduncle is dead!” “Isn’t this Tang Mian’s daddy? Their hair is all curly!” “What a young Granduncle, wow!”
Jiang He hadn’t felt this kind of restless anxiety for a long time.
Throughout the entire parent-teacher conference, the children stared at him.
Liu Xichao sent a message to Tang Yue: My guy didn’t speak all night after coming home.
Tang Yue: What’s wrong?
Liu Xichao: He said his brain is full of children talking.
Tang Yue: Sorry.
Liu Xichao: Let him go to all of Xiao Mie’s parent-teacher conferences in the future. I like seeing his distressed look.
Tang Yue: …
I don’t really understand this mode of interaction.
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