With the Soaring Angel leading the way, one sports car after another slowly drove towards the center of the venue. Sheng Wenshi casually counted and couldn't help but be speechless. "Oh my god, this … this … there are at least 40 sports cars here, right? Just the value of these cars adds up to at least 30 million! "
"Prodigal, he's really a prodigal!" The bearded man sighed. "He's spending so much just to create a scene. I really have to give it to this Hong Dali."
A total of 40 sports cars appeared on the stage. There was a commotion in the stands, followed by screams. Light sticks lit up the night sky of the city.
These young people had seen sports cars before, but it was definitely the first time they saw so many of them at once. Especially the two Soaring Angels in the lead. They were super goods worth more than four million. Most people might not even get to see them in real life once in their lifetime. Who would have thought that there would be two of them at once? How could they not go crazy?
In an instant, the people who came to watch the concert became more and more curious about this singer. Who exactly was he?
Little did they know that such a large lineup was, in fact, specially arranged by Hong Dali to squander.
At this moment, the two Soaring Angels slowly led the 40 sports cars and slowly circled around the stage. After circling around for about two rounds, the two Soaring Angels slowly drove up the slope behind the stage. The other forty sports cars also drove onto the stage from various angles and slopes. Those slopes were very interesting. There were 10-degree angles, 20-degree angles, and even 30-degree angles. As for the supercars with low chassis, for some reason, they all drove onto the steel plates on the ground and were actually lifted up by the surrounding cranes.
"This … what's going on?" Sheng Wenshi was stunned. The bearded man was stunned. The entire concert venue suddenly became silent. Everyone was guessing the intention of the organizer.
Then, very quickly, everyone went completely crazy.
First, the headlights of the two Soaring Angels were switched on. Then, the low beams of the two Prayer Angels were switched on. The high beams of the surrounding sports cars, fog lights, and all kinds of lights of the supercars that were hung up …
All the eyes were focused on one spot — the female singer standing in the center of the stage, Li Nianwei.
It was a simple red and white striped short-sleeved shirt with a black collar and sleeves. It was exquisitely tailored and appeared small and exquisite. The round collar revealed a beautiful collarbone. Her light blue mini shorts revealed her fair and slender thighs, and a pair of black boots were simple yet elegant. On his left wrist was a series of tiny red bracelets that shone brightly under the illumination of the surrounding headlights.
She had a classic oval-shaped face that was only slightly bigger than a man's palm. She looked like someone who had walked out of a manga of beautiful girls. Unlike the big eyes of ordinary beauties, her eyes were big and full of spirit, as if there were ripples in her eyes. It was as if she was silently telling something. The bridge of her nose was firm and straight, and her slightly thin and soft cherry lips were a kind of almost transparent ruby red. They were so fine and moist that one look at them would be intoxicated. Her snow-white earlobes were adorned with two silver-white hoop earrings. Her long, jet-black hair was as soft and beautiful as water. It cascaded down like a waterfall and draped over her slightly slender shoulders.
This person was a true beauty. No one would raise a different opinion.
The stage was a truly luxurious stage. The decorations were exquisite and elegant. As for the lights behind her, it was a complete shock to everyone's brain, causing them to be dumbfounded and tongue-tied.
"Oh my god …" Sheng Wenshi almost choked to death on his own saliva. "Such a terrifying lineup, how did that big prodigal think of it? Using more than 30 million worth of car lights as stage lighting!? "
"It's the superprodigal!" The bearded man mumbled. "I really made the right decision to come today. I won't get to see such a scene even once in my life! With the headlights of more than 40 luxury cars as a light source, can I point my middle finger at God? Damn it, are we even in the same world! "He, who always liked to pretend to be cultured, couldn't help but curse now.
They both lived in the same world, but why was there such a huge difference in their realms?
"I really have to give it to him." After a short moment of shock, he felt weak all over. "This superprodigal, I really have to give it to him. Even his squandering is so artistic. I must be watching in the wrong way, I must be! "
Before Li Nianwei opened her mouth, the entire scene was almost out of control.
A perfect lineup, unimaginably luxurious, a truly beautiful woman. Everything was telling everyone that they had made the right decision to come today! This concert would definitely be a topic that they would talk about for the rest of their lives!
At this moment, the surrounding audience, before Li Nianwei even opened her mouth, had already gone completely crazy! Although they didn't know Li Nianwei's name, an image appeared in their hearts — the woman in front of them would definitely sweep away all the stars in the entertainment industry like a single spark. In this world, only she was worthy to stand at the true peak.
"Goddess! She is a goddess! "
This voice instantly swept through everyone's hearts like lightning.
"Engrave it, in the center of each eyebrow, drawing through the thoughts. Stain it, the ink will flow, the words of a thousand families will turn yellow … "
The opening song of the concert, "Rolling Up the Beaded Curtain," was specially written for Li Nianwei that day when he went to Caiwei Entertainment. The voice was melancholy and sweet, the melody was gentle and lingering, gorgeous but not vulgar, intoxicating but even more charming. It circled around in the stadium, as if the stars had lost their color, leaving only one sound in the world. At this moment, there was only one word that could describe her voice, and that was: the sound of nature.
Sheng Wenshi was completely intoxicated, the only thing in his mind was that moving melody.
The bearded man listened carefully and commented in his heart: "Engrave it, in the center of each eyebrow — first, the protagonist is a very beautiful woman. She is currently drawing, and what she is drawing is her lover. Because the ancients said that 'beard and eyebrows' refer to men, and also 'male eyebrows and female skin', whether a man is handsome or not, to a large extent, depends on the heroic spirit between his eyebrows. And the man of the female protagonist should be quite handsome in her heart, every time she draws between her eyebrows, she will endlessly miss her lover.
"Drawing through the thoughts — as she draws, she will think of the beauty of their life together in the past.
"Stained, the ink dripped, and all the literary works turned yellow. Of course, the ancients used ink to paint, but this woman should be a talented woman. She was proficient in the four arts of zither, chess, calligraphy, and painting. In addition, she was suffering from lovesickness, so her painting was able to show her husband's handsomeness and greatness. Moreover, her lovesickness for her husband was all burned on the paper. It was better than all the works written by thousands of literary masters from ancient times to the present."
"Good song, good melody, good lyrics, good person!"
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