Shanghai is an international economic center, international financial center, international trade center and international shipping center. It has a superior geographical location and a strong economic foundation. Due to the fusion of Jiangnan tradition and the culture brought in by immigrants, a unique Shanghai-style culture has gradually formed here. So it has become a famous tourist destination.
Shanghai in September is as enthusiastic as ever and welcomes visitors from all directions with open arms. Today, the entrance to the international airport seems even more crowded, all because a Korean entertainment company named SM is going to have a family tour here. Although arrangements have been made in advance, and special VIP channels have been opened early. However, facing the crazy crowd at the door, Han Jiahang's brows frowned slightly subconsciously. Glancing at the avant-garde dressed Li Meiyan next to him, Han Jiahang couldn't help but ask in a low voice, "Mom, you heard it right. Sister Pani did say she would come tomorrow? But what is the situation in front of you?"
Li Meiyan was also helpless, "That's right. Weren't you there that day? Besides, if it weren't for you, we wouldn't be like this." After saying that, Li Meiyan did not forget to reach out and give Han Jiahang a hard nod on the head.
Han Jiahang was also quite depressed. Who would have thought that that night, he just wanted to sit in the yard for a while, but he didn't know that he fell asleep without realizing it. Moreover, I was covered in dew again in the morning. If it weren't for the fact that my clothes were soaked and I woke up from the cold, I don't know how long I would have slept. That's because I unexpectedly caught a cold that time, and it wasn't until yesterday that I felt better. No, Han Jiahang could only silently bear Li Meiyan's complaints.
At the same time, nine young and beautiful figures among a group of glamorous people in the VIP channel quietly followed the large army and slowly advanced, and greeted the fans from time to time, causing bursts of cheers.
"Sister Pani, is Jiahang really back?" Yoona, who had just sat down, reached out and gently touched Tiffany in the front row and asked. Tiffany looked at Taeyeon beside her and then nodded towards her. As he spoke, he fiddled with the phone for a while before handing it to Taeyeon.
Looking at Li Miyan¡¯s reply, Taeyeon¡¯s eye circles slowly turned red. Can we really see it? I was finally able to see him again, and I didn¡¯t know if he had changed much. I thought about bits and pieces of the past, his silly appearance, his black jade eyes, and his strong body. On his arms, a warmth quietly spread from the bottom of his heart, and a sweet smile on his face showed such peace of mind and such expectation.
SM¡¯s family tour will be held on the Shanghai Grand Stage. This large stage, which was built in 1975 and renovated in 1999, has an audience capacity of 12,000 people. Now it has become crowded and lively. Han Jiahang, who was sitting at the front of the auditorium, felt the enthusiasm coming from all directions, and his calm heart was filled with uncontrollable excitement here. The lights on the stage were flashing, the music was bursting, and there were voices off the stage. The different colors formed a cheerful rainbow. At that moment, his heart was full of urgency, and scenes kept flashing through his mind. Different stage, different voice, it is indeed myself on the stage. . . . .
The moment when I wanted to express my sadness, even though it was gone, I could only hear it
Close your eyes and feel my eyes that move my heart towards you
Although we are waiting for the special miracle before us, the road we have gone through
??Familiar melody, cheerful rhythm, and nine young and beautiful figures. The girls' eyes are so bright and clear in the bright light, and they are as dark as children who have no voice in the world. That kind of innocence, that kind of sincerity makes people unable to bear to hurt them at first sight and want to protect them.
Looking blankly at the clear picture on the screen, looking at that unique figure, Han Jiahang found her at the first sight, and she also saw him at the first sight. With a clear understanding of our hearts, even in a vast sea of ??people, you and I can find each other immediately. There was shy joy in her smile, and her eyes were full of longing. Although Han Jiahang only glanced at her, he completely understood and understood her. In my mind, I once again recalled what Tiffany said to me before she left that day, "You are very familiar with her. You are so familiar with her that you can completely ignore yourself." Some fragments that had temporarily disappeared in my mind finally returned again. Look at the petite figure on the stage, look at the figure dancing hard. Two lines of clear tears had already flowed down my cheeks.
"Taeyeon. I finally found you."
Three minutes and forty seconds, the time of a song, the lights dim. When the lights come on again, when the music comes back to mind, things have changed. Han Jiahang quietly let the tears flow down his face, let his nails dig into his palms, and let his ears go crazy. He just sat quietly like this, saying sorry over and over again in his heart. Whenever he thought of Taeyeon's stubborn yet fragile look, his heart ached.
Taeyeon just ran off the stage and couldn¡¯t control herself anymore, hugging Tiffany next to her and crying so hard that her strength to walk almost disappeared. She finally saw him, right in front of the stage, just as the ray of chasing light passed by, she finally saw the man she thought about day and night. Although he was wearing a hat and concealing it well, he was Know that person is him. His lover, the lover she wanted to spend her whole life with.
"Okay. Taeyeon, you will still have the stage for a while. You can't cry anymore. What should I do if my eyes become swollen from crying?" Tiffany gently placed her friend's back on her back with distress, looking at the audience seat, feeling deep in her heart. A feeling of helplessness.
"Pani, I saw him. I saw him. He is really here, really here"
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The excitement on the stage continues, but Han Jiahang has lost interest. She looked at Li Meiyan next to her. Her face was much haggard and her hands were rough. She slowly straightened her arms and grabbed the other person's hand. "Mom. I remembered." After saying that, she threw herself into her mother without caring about anything. embrace. Li Meiyan was a little dazed at first, but when she recalled what Han Jiahang had just said, she looked at her son who kept nodding and looking at her. An unspeakable joy instantly enveloped her, and then the mother and son hugged each other, shedding tears of joy.
"The following song is a very nice song, Ice Cream Love. Have you heard of it?" The host humorously mobilized the atmosphere in the audience, and the people in the audience naturally tried their best to respond. Regarding, that piece of pink The area is even more excited, because the next person to play will be their little ghost captain, their favorite.
When the lights dimmed, a cartoon ice cream doll walked leisurely from the right side of the screen in front of the red curtain, then walked slowly to the left end of the screen, then grabbed a corner of the curtain and pulled hard. Then the entire curtain fell down, and the MV finally appeared on the screen.
Green lawn, white wooden chairs, blue sky and white clouds, and two figures playing with each other on the wooden chairs. Then a white chasing light lit up on the stage. It turned out that someone had already occupied the center of the stage, a figure wearing a white princess dress. The girl's eyes were bright, she winked at the audience playfully, and then she finally started singing.
The imagination of pounding heartbeat
The sweet heartbeat slowly melts away
Falling into the hope of a happy moment
Get close and feel it
myseelesslove
Taeyeon pretended to be relaxed and sang and danced, but her eyes tried hard to find that person, but there was no figure there, and it became an empty seat. Did he leave again? Did he really not think of himself? . . . .
The agility in his eyes was replaced by a touch of sadness. Although he was singing a song in his mouth, there was no trace of sweetness, leaving only infinite loss. But while she was lost in thought, suddenly there was a surprised cry from off the stage, and then a familiar voice suddenly squeezed into her singing. Then, she finally saw a familiar figure walking towards her with a familiar confident smile.
Why did he come here? . .
He,,,, really came.
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