Part 3
Tang Yue also sang a new song at this concert.
Tang Mian waved his light stick off-stage and shouted, but unfortunately, his decibels weren’t as high as the fans’. His small arms and legs looked particularly funny.
Sheng Cangyun had bad eyesight himself, and his son’s eyesight wasn’t fully good either; the two came just to watch the excitement and listen to the noise.
He looked at the young man singing on stage, then glanced at Jiang Shulu a few seats away.
Someone had just urged Jiang Shulu, Liu Xichao, and Yao Lixin to go prepare, but the man said to wait a bit longer.
Jiang Shulu’s gaze fell on the stage. The guests in the front row weren’t fans and didn’t need to hold light signs.
Behind them was the blue sea of lights belonging to Tang Yue. This support lineup hadn’t diminished from back then.
Marketing accounts on Weibo could get a string of reposts with random screenshots. Even with a five-year gap, Tang Yue still received top-tier treatment.
But because his works were too strong, passersby didn’t need to be sold on him. Name any song, and someone would know it.
Knowing the song name made recommending the artist faster.
The camera swept over the stars off-stage. Many people seeing Sheng Cangyun would think of his sensational news announcing the birth of his child.
At first, it was strange, but seeing him so natural later, they felt that the ones being strange were themselves for finding it strange.
As the concert progressed, there was still a lot of speculation online about Sheng Cangyun watching Tang Yue’s concert.
The one voted to the top was—
Is Tang Yue going to announce today that his child is Jiang Shulu’s?
Compared to Sheng Cangyun’s thunder-on-flat-ground exposure.
Tang Yue having a child, giving birth himself, and the child’s other father being Jiang Shulu—these things seemed to have progressed step by step.
The wave of fans who watched the variety show accepted it the fastest and were happy to see it happen.
Later, the video of Jiang Kaicheng blocking Tang Yue in the parking lot was frantically reposted, and no one was surprised.
It would be strange if Tang Mian wasn’t born by Tang Yue.
After all, the issue of genetic defects had been discussed several times before, plus the exposure of men giving birth.
And the famous horror manga artist Jiang Xiuyun jumping up and down on Weibo wanting to give birth for his wife.
Finally, Sheng Cangyun focused a wave of public shock. The national awareness of men giving birth became as widespread as his fame. By the time it got to Tang Yue, it was very easy to accept.
Instead, everyone was looking forward to Tang Yue giving a definite word.
Just like watching the main characters in a TV drama who have been ambiguous for eight hundred years and living together, yet we, the audience, are still bitterly waiting for a confirmation of the relationship ahhh!!
Off-stage, Jiang Shulu waved the light stick in the row of people, keeping a highly consistent rhythm with Tang Mian.
When Tang Yue went off stage to interact with the crowd, Tang Mian was still shouting “Papa.”
Although Tang Yue sang until he sweat, everyone could see he was in great condition. With the close contact and direct camera shots, the sequins on his face seemed like sparkling stars, easily dazzling the mind.
Tang Yue walked to the front row.
The cheers hadn’t stopped; it happened to be an instrumental interlude.
Tang Mian saw such a Tang Yue for the first time. Excited, he bounced up and down and was picked up by Tang Yue.
The screen showed Tang Yue holding Tang Mian.
“Fainted from cuteness.”
“So envious of the fans at the scene, this atmosphere is amazing.”
“Jiang Shulu’s eyes!!”
“Tang Mian has support stickers on his face!! Jiang Shulu has them too!”
“Hahahaha the kids all have them, Yao Xuanyu you actually looked for the camera!”
Tang Yue walked a circle and walked back to the front row.
When he handed the microphone to Jiang Shulu, the screams reached a climax.
“Is this something I can watch!!”
“Jiang Shulu laughing like this is really too…”
“First time discovering Jiang He is also quite fatherly.”
“Jiang Xiuyun, did you submit your manuscript? Just coming to watch the concert?”
Jiang Shulu had seen Tang Yue’s setlist before, plus he had been accompanying him during this time, so how could he not know how to sing it.
But just one line was enough to make CP fans excited.
“Shocking, impromptu love song duet at the concert scene!”
“What love song! Isn’t this a tragic love song! Tang Yue’s depression-style is also very famous, okay?”
“Can’t stand it, singing a tragic song as a sweet song, is this love?”
“Jiang Shulu, should you be going? I see Liu Xichao and Yao Lixin’s seats are empty.”
The concert was long, and there were several supporting guests. Besides the singers of popular OSTs, UL also reunited to support this time.
It was just that Miu Shuhuai had a sharp mouth and insisted on roasting Tang Yue a few times on stage.
But the program effect was great, and the people off-stage instantly thought they had gone to a cross-talk show next door.
Backstage, Liu Xichao and Yao Lixin had finished changing clothes. Jiang Shulu arrived late.
Liu Xichao: “You were just waiting for Tang Yue to get off stage, right?”
Jiang Shulu: “No.”
Yao Lixin: “Captain has always been tough-mouthed anyway. Just now he was smiling like crazy.”
There was also a live-view screen here, enough for them to see clearly.
Liu Xichao: “I’m a little nervous.”
Yao Lixin: “What’s there to be nervous about for the finale? We finish this job and it’s over.”
He made it sound like bandits snatching a bride, but actually, the person with something to say today was someone else.
The four changed into uniform costumes.
After UL finished, the stage lights went out. In the darkness, the support lights were like blue stars in the universe, swaying and floating.
Tang Yue’s standing position wasn’t close to Jiang Shulu, but at this moment, he subconsciously reached out to hook the other’s hand.
Only after reaching out did he realize he shouldn’t do this.
But he got a response. At the moment the lights turned on, the audience at the scene and in the live stream saw a hand reaching out and a firm grip back.
“Even knowing they are already together and married, I still feel like crying.”
“If I saw this scene during the group period, I might have gone crazy.”
“Yao Lixin, you smile like a matchmaker.”
“Really miss Liu Xichao from the idol era!! So energetic woo woo woo.”
“Hahaha they cut to a shot of Tang Mian, the kid cheering is simply too cute.”
“This is different from the variety show finale again. This is the stage with the most views back then, right?”
“The standing positions changed. Why didn’t I get Jiang Shulu and Tang Yue at all back then ahhh regret! Digging for sugar after this ends.”
The melody was familiar, the dance was familiar, and the sea of lights off-stage was also familiar.
When this song started, Tang Yue saw the support lights change. It was Away’s support color.
Tang Yue suddenly thought of the debut stage that year. He was so excited he couldn’t sleep, and in the middle of the night, Jiang Shulu specially brought him a cup of hot milk.
Back then, Tang Yue still thought this person belonged to someone else, unaware that his excessive distance also made Jiang Shulu sad.
The other party knew nothing, only thinking he was hated.
Yet he was still very good to Tang Yue.
So good that Tang Yue knew he shouldn’t, but couldn’t control his heartbeat, couldn’t control the overwhelming liking and love.
Waiting until before the official stage entrance when everyone hugged, Tang Yue wanted to dodge a bit. Jiang Shulu said helplessly, “Refusing again will make people think our group relationship is bad.”
It was a hug that parted upon touch. Seemingly considering Tang Yue’s repulsion, Jiang Shulu hugged Tang Yue for a shorter time than he hugged Liu Xichao and Yao Lixin.
Tang Yue didn’t even feel it before it was over.
The staff filmed the material and didn’t say much.
They just assumed Tang Yue’s reaction was slow after the amnesia. Dozens of seconds later, they patted Tang Yue’s shoulder, saying, “Keep up, time to go on stage.”
Planet 9787 didn’t have idol stages; virtual idols were the objects of interstellar pursuit.
Skins, set personas and programs—every move was carefully calculated.
Instead, it lost the fun of nurturing.
Tang Yue tried to like them, but it was all brief.
The moment he stepped on stage, the dazzling lights and the support like a sea of stars in the distance.
The fans’ shouts, the music, the special effects of the teleprompter all seemed romantic.
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