Chapter 379 Wasted
Zhou Borui nodded, and handed him the water bottle to moisten his throat. Then Gu Si'an went to the lifting area behind the stage.
Now is the interactive session, Gu Sian looked at the audience under the light, his eyes kept falling on one spot. People who have always had no color in their eyes, the desolation is replaced by a touch of bright color: "Now if you want to pick a fan and make a random clip or even create it yourself, it's fine."
Create your own words!
All of a sudden, the fans were so excited that the fans below almost broke their hands. Generally, at this time, it depends on who is active.
But the man was impartial and only looked at the center of the front row.
The girl sitting behind Luo Ci was very excited: "Oh my God! Is God G looking at me? He must be looking at me!"
When excited, the girl slapped her companion and screamed desperately: "Ahhhhhh! He's been looking at me..."
The companion blocked the eardrums: "You don't even look at yourself, God G must be looking at others, don't think too much about it!"
True loss!
The girl glared at her, but continued to wave the light sign without listening: "God G! I love you!" Shouting so hysterically.
Luo Ci smiled silently.
But the fans behind, in front, and around were so excited that Luo Ci's ears were disturbed by the noise.
She frowned subconsciously. Shi Shu noticed her slight expression, and said softly, "Is it too noisy?"
"A little."
Shi Shu covered her ears: "Is this better?"
Warm big hands wrapped her.
On the stage, Gu Si'an's voice was gentle and warm, and he asked gently and cautiously: "Second row, girl in a white skirt, can you come on stage?"
The girl in the white skirt in the second row was stunned, looking left and right. With a "bass", he stood up.
Her eyeballs are wide open, the feeling of winning a huge lottery is indescribable. She is very excited, what a rare opportunity!
The man on the stage had a pair of seductive peach blossom eyes, and the eyes were shining with light, which was a bit more ravishing beauty in that fragile delicate feeling.
He stared quietly, just looked at the middle, and said slowly: "The girl wearing the little devil's headband."
Gu Si'an stood in the middle of the stage under the lights, surrounded by noise, but his eyes were still quiet, "Can you come up?"
He looked down at her, the light was shining, the tails of the eyes were red, delicate and fragile.
But the tone is sincere and has no other meaning.
Luo Ci understood all his emotional sustenance, and knew that she should go up, so she was willing to go up as an old friend.
But before going up, she still held Shi Shu's hand and patted it lightly. Shi Shu didn't stop him, and he didn't have any doubts with Luo Ci.
She said yes, stood up from her seat, and was led by the staff.
Gu Si'an stood on it and waited, the hand holding the microphone was clenched slightly. After many years, they met again in this situation.
Luo Ci is still in a white dress, as bright and beautiful as before, the little sun that everyone loves. And his body is weak, and his hands have been stained with dark things, which has completely worn away the cleanliness and kindness of the boy.
After she came on stage, she seemed not quite used to the strong light on the stage, so she narrowed her eyes slightly. Gu Si'an accepted the light so calmly.
Indeed, she has changed a lot from her teenage years, which made her feel both familiar and strange.
Luo Ci didn't get too close, and stood one or two meters away from Gu Si'an's side.
Gu Si'an stood sideways, looking at her, and didn't speak for a long time. The interval between them is time, and it is also the passing of the boy and the girl.
(end of this chapter)