Don't make trouble, it will be photographed!

After Zhao Moran made his wish, he took a long breath on the candle, and the sparks on the number 32 were suddenly extinguished, and a wisp of white smoke slowly rose into the air with Zhao Moran's wish.

Du Yang gossiped on the side: "Brother Zhao, what is the last wish you made? Tell us and let us listen, don't be so mysterious."

Zhao Moran smiled without saying a word, and changed his words: "Tonight I will be the host, and I invite everyone to eat hot pot!"

Everyone clapped their hands and applauded, and He Sheng echoed not far away: "Tomorrow at eight o'clock in the evening, our brother Zhao will hold a fan meeting. I will send the invitation letter to the mailboxes of all the teachers later. We can all come and play together.”

"Come on, definitely come!" Du Yang and Ji Hao looked at each other, and readily agreed.

Zhou Yan curled her lips, folded her hands on her chest and mocked, "The fan club is a bit too shabby. People who have been around for ten years should come to a concert with [-] people at least."

Zhao Moran moved his throat, lowered his eyes slowly, ignored Zhou Yan's sarcasm, and then said with a smile: "I'll cut the cake for everyone."

Du Yang clamored to eat the biggest piece, Zhao Moran divided the cake one by one, and left the last two pieces for himself and Ji Hao, and the record carefully carved with chocolate happened to be half for each of them.

On the following day, Zhao Moran was so busy that he went to the company and the music director to choose the songs for the fan club early in the morning, and hurriedly rehearsed before lunch, and then went to choose the costumes with the styling teacher, Putting on makeup and so on.

Lisa and He Sheng came to work in the field inspection site ahead of time, until the fan club officially kicked off at [-] o'clock in the evening.

Before Zhao Moran came on stage, he saw Ji Hao send him a message:

[Brother, I wish you a successful performance. 】

After Zhao Moran saw the news, a look of tenderness flashed in his eyes. He paused with his fingers on the screen for a moment, and replied:

[Thank you, are you here?I...] He hesitated for a few seconds, and slowly typed three words:

【miss you. 】

Turn off the phone screen and calmly step onto the stage.

There were no empty seats under the stage, and all [-] seats in the performance hall were filled. Tong Jiaxin, Du Yang, Qin Yuan, Hu Yong, Zheng Xiang, and several artists who had worked together before sat in the first row.

The appearance of artists and friends made the whole performance hall feel like a group of stars. The audience and fans present all sighed in their hearts that today's visit is really worth it.

Zhao Moran looked at the audience seats on the stage, and was very comforted to see these friends who could find time to support the village in their busy schedules, but the person he was waiting for did not appear, so he couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

Facing the audience, Zhao Moran held the microphone and said: "I am Zhao Moran, thank you for listening to my singing friend today, I received a private message on Weibo today, it seems that someone took the train for several hours to attend my fan club Yeah?"

A small group of fans sitting in the third row raised their hands and shouted loudly. Zhao Moran asked into the microphone, "Where are you from?"

"——Zhengzhou"

"—Wuhan"

"--Nanjing"

......

"Wow, thank you very much for coming all the way here, I'm really touched." Zhao Moran exclaimed, "But I believe that you will not be disappointed tonight."

A line of words suddenly lit up on the big screen behind: [Ten years of precipitation, glory returns. 】

Accompanied by cheers, Zhao Moran walked to the piano, and his fingers quickly slid across the keys. The sound of the piano and the background music on the screen merged into one, and the fans in the audience shouted louder and louder.

The spotlights on the stage are all focused on his body, Zhao Moran's aura is fully on, his slender fingers are flying back and forth on the piano keys, and he is dressed in a straight black and white suit like his battle robe. At this moment, it is completely his own world .

Zhao Moran opened his mouth slowly. His low pitch is like a cup of mellow and rich fine wine, which makes people intoxicated and unable to stop after a little taste. In this small performance hall.

The opening song was extremely shocking, and all the audience in the audience were overwhelmed by his song god. Du Yang and Tong Jiaxin couldn't help standing up and applauding him. A large number of fans who had followed him for many years choked up and shouted.

Sitting under the stage, Qin Yuan couldn't help sighing that this man is really amazing; no matter singing, acting, or dancing, he is really hard-working, but it's a pity that creation tricks people and bad luck. This bright gold has been dusted for too long. It was time for him to be reborn.

After an opening song, Zhao Moran returned to the center of the stage and smiled, "Some people say that I am the most stingy singer ever." He made a playful and arrogant expression, and said, "Indeed, all my songs are big Some of the lyrics and music are written by myself, and when necessary, even the dancers in my MV are myself, so they can't make a penny out of my pocket!"

The fans were amused by Zhao Moran, and the atmosphere in the venue was completely driven by Zhao Moran. After he sang a few songs with lyrics and music by himself, he played two fast-paced dance songs, which annoyed the audience Dance with him.

However, the person he wanted to see the most in the audience still didn't show up.

At this time, Zhao Moran was already a little out of breath, he stood on the stage and said with a little regret: "Today our performance will come to an end."

"—Ah?" All the audience below were in an uproar, showing a surprised and unsatisfactory expression.

"What should I do? You haven't seen enough, have you?" Zhao Moran jokingly said.

The audience in the audience responded very cooperatively and loudly.

Zhao Moran said with a sly face: "In this way, after I go down for a while, you shout Encore, okay, the louder you shout, the faster I will come back."

Many new fans obviously don't know that their idol is so humorous, so they can't help but feel a little more favorable.Zhao Moran laughed at himself: "I was afraid that no one would call out for a while, but I ran up to have a look, and you all left."

Only then did the fans realize that Zhao Moran was actually teasing themselves, and they were thrown back and forth by him for a while.

Before stepping off the stage, Zhao Moran deliberately turned around, pointed at the audience with a smile and said, "Remember to call Encore, none of you are allowed to leave."

After the playful Zhao Moran stepped down, He Sheng hurriedly handed over the water. Zhao Moran's thirsty throat was about to smoke. After he picked up the water bottle and drank it wildly, he wiped the corners of his mouth and said, "Why didn't Jihao come?" ?”

He Sheng shrugged, and Zhao Moran quickly took out his phone and clicked on WeChat, but the chat history still stayed on the message "I miss you".

Zhao Moran frowned, with mixed feelings in his heart, he had never expected someone so much like today.

At this time, the audience in the performance hall was already shouting "Encore".Helpless, Zhao Moran could only hand the phone to He Sheng. After adjusting his mood, he returned to the stage.

"Your Zhao Laoshi is back again." Zhao Moran fixed his body and laughed at himself: "It's really Laoshi, look at my sweat." Wet shirt.

The female fans below began to scream in distress.

"The next song was composed when I fell into a trough in my life. At that time, I locked myself at home and didn't want to go out, and I didn't want to contact the outside world."

Everyone couldn't help holding their breath, listening to Zhao Moran's past quietly. "I would feel that the world has lost its color. But one day I suddenly remembered a person, and his figure was like a meter of sunlight shining into my mind, so I created this song right away."

As he said that, Zhao Moran slowly leaned down and sat on the edge of the stage, "Unfortunately, this song has not been released yet, and it has been hidden in a drawer by me until I took it out again two days ago Revised it again," he sighed softly, "so you are blessed today, you are the first to hear this song."

Zhao Moran showed his white teeth, and his eyes were still aiming at the first row from time to time, but the seat next to Du Yang was still vacant.

He paused, stood up again, turned his back to the audience and walked to the piano, "I want to say, for the rest of my life, I want to keep this beam of light by my side forever."

At this time, a person holding lavender suddenly rushed up on the stage, and the fans below started shouting crazily. Zhao Moran's heartbeat stopped for a second, and he turned his head nervously.

"Brother Zhao, it's for you." Du Yang rushed to the piano quickly, and stretched out his hands to send the lavender into Zhao Moran's arms.

Zhao Moran's eyes lit up instantly when he saw the lavender, and it was obvious that the person who came was Du Yang, and his eyes slowly dimmed again. He stared at Du Yang blankly, but Du Yang's expression was a little evasive.

In order to ease the embarrassment, Du Yang made a heartfelt gesture to Zhao Moran.

Zhao Moran forced a smile, and also showed Du Yang a heartfelt gesture.

He Sheng, who was watching from the audience, held his forehead with one hand, thinking: This is good, there will be another group of CPs on the Internet, and it is still a bloody triangle relationship.

After Du Yang left the stage, Zhao Moran carefully placed the lavender on the piano.Maybe he has important matters to worry about today so he can't come, but at least he still thinks about himself in his heart, even though he hasn't arrived yet, Hua still hasn't forgotten.

Thinking of this, Zhao Moran relaxed slightly, and took this bouquet of lavender as him. In short, he will definitely hear this song specially composed for him in the future.

So, Zhao Moran looked at the bunch of lavender and played and sang the whole time.

The performance lasted another 15 minutes, and this time it really came to an end. The fans were reluctant to leave the show.Tong Jiaxin and others quickly left the performance hall through the back door 10 minutes before the end to avoid being surrounded by fans.

After Zhao Moran bid farewell to the stage, he didn't even have time to take off his makeup. The first thing he did was to call Ji Hao, but the phone of the other party was turned off.He had a bad premonition in his heart, even if there were commercial performances or other activities, Ji Hao would not not reply to messages for so long.

When he came to the dressing room, he unexpectedly found Du Yang sitting inside waiting for him. Zhao Moran rushed to his side and asked anxiously, "Why didn't Ji Hao come today?"

"Brother Hao said...he doesn't have to worry about him." Du Yang's words flickered.

"What do you mean?" Zhao Moran was puzzled, "What do you mean don't worry about him, what happened to him?"

Zhao Moran stared at Du Yang, insisting on asking for a conclusion.Du Yang was silent for a moment, he couldn't hold it anymore, and said frankly: "He did make an appointment to come with me last night, but this morning he found that he couldn't get out of bed, so he could only ask me to deliver flowers."

"Can't get out of bed?" Zhao Moran was extremely surprised. He suddenly remembered that Jihao's assistant had said that he had obsessive spondylitis, and he finally understood, but the worries in his heart increased a lot, "Yes... Is it serious?"

Du Yang nodded in a daze, "I have sent my assistant to the hospital, and I may need a minor operation."

Zhao Moran froze in place, swallowed his saliva, his eyes gradually became moist, "Does it hurt?"

"Ah?" Du Yang was stunned by the endless question, and after a moment's distraction, he replied, "It should...it hurts."

"Wait for me, take me to the hospital later." Zhao Moran immediately arranged for a makeup artist to remove the makeup, but he was so anxious that he didn't want to delay any more.