Huayu 2021: Isn’t he in the technology field?

Chapter 181: Taking the Stage to Perform, electrifying the entire audience.

At 7:17 PM, at the Jinling Olympic Sports Center concert venue.

The moment the stage spotlight swept across the audience, Zhang Jingyi reflexively raised her support banner to cover it, but Jiang Qing gently pressed it down.

"do not move."

He turned to the side, blocking most of the camera, and made a shushing gesture with his index finger.

"Director Wang is about to take control of the situation."

The girl quickly calmed down and felt inexplicably at ease looking at the figure in front of her.

Hearing Fangfang calling him softly from the back row, he waved his hand behind him without turning his head.

Seeing this, the assistant pouted helplessly.

She realized that her little darling's mind had already wandered off.

The figures of Jiang Qing and his group flashed across the big screen. Wang Sulong, carrying his guitar, strode quickly toward the extended stage, his leather shoes clattering loudly on the stage.

"Friends! Do you see these familiar faces in the audience?"

Sixty thousand eyes turned to the third row of Section A.

Zhang Jingyi felt the hairs on the back of her neck stand on end and she clenched the glow stick in her hand tightly.

Guo Qilin and his companions seemed very relaxed, waving and greeting everyone around them.

Wang Sulong pointed the microphone at Jiang Qing.

"This is none other than Jiang Shen, a top figure in our tech circle!"

"The most handsome man in the tech world, as everyone knows!"

"The number one player to dominate the field with a dimensional reduction strategy!"

His passionate presentation stirred up the emotions of the fans in the audience.

Jiang Qing couldn't help but grin when she saw this.

Indeed, people can perform with ease when they are on their home turf.

Just then, Wang Sulong suddenly jumped off the stage, grabbed his arm, and pulled him back onto the stage.

"Come on, come on! After Peach Blossom Village aired, everyone knows how amazing your singing is, Jiang Shen. Today, I've finally caught you!"

The audience erupted in cheers, and the female fans in the front row stomped their feet in excitement.

Guo Qilin, always eager for drama, started shouting and jeering.

"Old Jiang, sing 'Twinkle Twinkle Little Star'!"

Sing "A Little Sweet"!

Li Xueqin banged her light stick loudly.

"We were just studying the lyrics!"

Zhang Jingyi, who was initially joining in the teasing, blushed and lowered her head upon hearing this.

Jiang Qing was half-pushed and half-pulled into the spotlight by Wang Sulong. She raised her hand to straighten her collar, which had been pulled askew, and smiled at the microphone.

"Is Wang Tai trying to save on appearance fees by conscripting people on the spot?"

"You noticed all of that! Yes, that's exactly it!"

Wang Sulong shoved the spare microphone into his hand.

"Hurry up, or the security guards will come and clear the area."

Suddenly, the audience shouted in unison, "Play a song!" The sound so loud it shook the stage floor.

"Okay, then I'll sing a song. I just hope that Director Wang won't think I'm overstepping my bounds."

Jiang Qing held up the microphone and joked with Wang Sulong.

"It's okay. I'm used to it."

Wang Sulong waved his hand, as if it were nothing out of the ordinary.

A burst of laughter immediately erupted at the scene.

He was teased before because the guest singer performed too well, and fans all know the joke.

Of course, it was all just a joke between us.

"In that case, I'll make a fool of myself."

Jiang Qing spread her hands towards the audience.

"Go Jiang Shen!"

"One more song, 'Blue and White Porcelain'!"

"I'll definitely sing his songs at Longlong's concert!"

"Makes sense!"

……

The audience immediately responded enthusiastically, and the fans were extremely excited.

After all, Wang Sulong will have many more concerts in the future, but Jiang Qing will have fewer and fewer opportunities to sing on stage.

Not to mention that the buzz surrounding Wuwen Technology from a few days ago is still fresh, and everyone is currently very curious about Jiang Qing.

Zhang Jingyi looked at the man on stage calmly adjusting the microphone stand and suddenly remembered the antique pendulum clock she had seen while filming in Hengdian.

The more critical the moment, the more steadily and cautiously they proceed.

What would you like to hear?

Jiang Qing unbuttoned the top button of her shirt with one hand, rolling up the cuffs to her elbows to reveal her forearms.

Screams erupted from the audience.

"【gravity】!"

"【Geng】!"

"【Galaxy Wandering】!"

"A love that never ends!"

……

Shouts and whistles echoed throughout the venue under the dome, turning the audience into a giant karaoke session.

Zhang Jingyi, clinging to the back of the seat in front of her, stood on tiptoe and saw Jiang Qing whisper something to the keyboard teacher.

He seemed to glance in our direction?
The moment the intro started, her pupils dilated slightly—it was "Growth Rings"?
This is a song she just shared on Weibo last week that she listened to on repeat.

"Shh-"

Jiang Qing faced the audience, raised her index finger to her lips, and the noisy venue seemed to be paused.

He smiled and expressed his gratitude, then turned and nodded to the band. The first note that flowed from the piano gave Zhang Jingyi goosebumps.

"Circles outline fingerprints"

"Imprinted on my lips"

"Memories of bitter kisses"

It's a tree root.

A clear, crisp voice mixed with a faint electrical hum entered Zhang Jingyi's ears, and she suddenly understood why netizens said Jiang Qing was suited to sing love songs.

The way he held the microphone was the same as that night at the bar, and every note he uttered was so gentle it seemed to drip with tenderness.

"The lushness that comes with spring and autumn"

"But it obscured the twilight."

"I'm all alone on this cold night."

Waiting for dawn

Wang Sulong somehow found his way to the audience seats, crouched down, and waved with Guo Qilin and a few others from below the stage, occasionally high-fiving the fans around him.

He raised an eyebrow at Li Xueqin and the others, and gestured to Zhang Jingyi in the back row.

"what's the situation?"

"I don't know!"

"We're totally confused too!"

"Something doesn't look right!"

The three of them shook their heads, each offering their own opinion.

Seeing that he couldn't rely on the others, Wang Sulong had no choice but to turn his attention to the stage.

Zhang Jingyi stared at the man on stage whose hair was practically glowing, her throat tightening.

Why did you choose this song?
Is it because of yourself?

Golden fireworks suddenly exploded on the stage. Jiang Qing turned to face her direction during the chorus, the last note still lingering in the air.

Zhang Jingyi's ears, hidden under her fisherman's hat, were burning hot, and her palms, clutching the glow stick, were sweaty.

Just now, during the chorus, Jiang Qing suddenly looked up and accurately caught her gaze from a great distance.

She was certain he was watching her. "I'm going to record this, so you won't deny it later."

Fangfang muttered to herself in the back row, then took out her phone to secretly photograph her artist's reddened ear tips.

As the drumbeats faded, Zhang Jingyi secretly glanced up while adjusting her hat brim.

The man on stage stood tall, one hand on the microphone stand, the back of his neck shining under the spotlight. His white shirt revealed the outline of his shoulder blades, gradually overlapping with the figure she remembered from that night at the Houhai bar.

"When all fingerprints form rings..."

Jiang Qing turned and walked to the right side of the stage, her slender fingers gliding across the black and white keys of the piano, creating a series of vibrato notes.

"Old Jiang's voice is good enough to debut as a singer!"

Guo Qilin bumped Li Xueqin's shoulder.

"Look, Lao Jiang has glanced in the ten o'clock direction for the seventh time now."

The two looked in the direction and saw Zhang Jingyi waving a glow stick, her hat brim completely covering most of her face.

I bet five cents he's looking at Zhang Jingyi!

Spicy Sheep nudged Wang Sulong.

"When you pulled him onto the stage, Lao Jiang glanced over there three times."

So what's the real story between them?

Wang Sulong squinted and saw Zhang Jingyi arranging the glow sticks in her hand into an arrow shape.

He suddenly thought of Jiang Qing's scandals and realized that he was no longer the Jiang Qing from when he recorded Peach Blossom Village.

tsk...

Above the stage, Jiang Qing's performance continued.

Looking at his profile, which was floating in the light and shadow, Zhang Jingyi recalled that night on the beach in Xiamen, when the moonlight seemed to follow him in the same way.

At that moment, the real tactile sensation flowed up with the singing, and she unconsciously curled her toes.

The girls in the front row suddenly stood up, their waving glow sticks blocking her view.

When the lights refocused, Jiang Qing had already walked to the end of the extended platform.

“It’s fatal.”

Zhang Jingyi heard the girl next to her gasp.

"How can someone be so handsome and sing so well!"

"that is……"

The girl looked at the figure on the stage and muttered to herself.

On stage, Jiang Qing had already returned to the microphone stand and put it on, the metallic vibrations spreading to every corner of the venue with the drumbeats.

"The most poisonous hatred in the world—"

"We were destined to meet, but not to be together!"

The roar of 60,000 people singing along lifted the dome, and glow sticks formed a blue ocean that surged violently.

Wang Sulong clung to the back of the seat in front of him and stomped his feet.

"Whose concert is this anyway?!"

Li Xueqin laughed so hard she almost fell over, waving the support banner with Wang Su's dragon head printed on it upside down.

Zhang Jingyi gradually became excited, her face turning bright red. She stood up and waved glow sticks along with the other fans, making Fangfang behind her twitch her eyelids.

It’s over!

This is definitely going to trend on social media!

"what--!"

Amidst the screams, Jiang Qing pointed the microphone at the audience.

Zhang Jingyi heard her trembling voice mixed in with the roar, like a snowflake rolling into lava.

Suddenly, the cello music joined in, and Jiang Qing leaned back while holding the microphone stand, her long arms making a beautiful arc, the bulging veins appearing on the big screen behind her, driving the fans in the audience into a frenzy!
"Jiang Shen! Jiang Shen!"

Guo Qilin pulled Lamu Yangzi onto the seat, and the two of them waved their phone flashlights wildly.

Just as the security personnel were about to stop him, Wang Sulong rushed over and put his arm around their shoulders.

"Take a clear picture, and remember to send me the original image later!"

As the lingering echo of the last line, "It's a pity that no one has ever acted this script with me," still reverberated in the dome, Jiang Qing raised her hand and removed her in-ear monitor.

Sweat dripped down his chin as he smiled and put the microphone back on its stand.

“If I keep singing, Wang Tai will have to charge me.”

"Encore! Encore! Encore!"

The sound waves shook the stage lights, and the console operator quietly turned the monitor volume down two notches.

Wang Sulong clung to the edge of the stage and scrambled upwards.

"Old Jiang, you've swindled all my fans!"

Before he could finish speaking, a glow stick suddenly flew from the audience and brushed past him. He turned around in shock, which drew laughter from the entire audience.

Jiang Qing bent down to pick up the blue glow stick that had rolled to her feet and casually waved it toward the third row of Section A.

Zhang Jingyi watched the blue arc fly towards her and hurriedly reached out to catch it, but her fisherman's hat was knocked askew.

Jiang Qing raised an eyebrow and chuckled inwardly at the girl's flustered appearance.

At this moment, the audience had spontaneously organized a wave, and no one noticed their little actions. The sound waves of 60,000 people shouting "Jiang Qing" made the fans outside who could not enter the venue eager for more.

What's going on?

Why is everyone calling for Jiang Qing?
"It's almost done!"

Wang Sulong held up the microphone and wailed, looking heartbroken.

"This is my concert!"

Jiang Qing grabbed the spare microphone, raised an eyebrow at the audience, and curled a wicked smile at the corner of her lips.

"How about we have Wang Tai perform a girl group dance for everyone?"

"Jiang Qing! You!"

Wang Sulong held the microphone as if he was about to smash it.

Amidst the deafening cheers, Jiang Qing smiled nonchalantly and nimbly flipped off the stage.

Before Zhang Jingyi could react, she was suddenly pushed forward by the excited crowd.

A warm palm steadily supported her elbow, and a familiar scent wafted towards her.

Jiang Qing turned to block the surging crowd, and as he looked down, his breath brushed against her burning earlobe.

"Why are you so careless?"

"It's all because Dr. Jiang is too charming. Look at the commotion."

The girl raised her eyes, her expression reproachful.

At this moment, the intro to "A Smile That Could Topple a City" rang out in the venue, attracting the attention of the fans, and the two took the opportunity to return to their seats.

After that incident, no one cares about the gossip between Jiang Qing and Zhang Jingyi anymore.

Joking aside, everyone who came to the event was a fan of Wang Sulong, and their hearts were definitely with him.

"Jiang Qing."

Jiang Qing was still adjusting her breathing when she suddenly heard a girl calling her name.

It was too noisy around, so Zhang Jingyi got very close, close enough for him to smell the cool minty scent on her breath.

"how?"

He turned his head and met her eyes.

"This song……"

"Didn't you just post this last week?"

Jiang Qing interrupted her with a smile.

"Oh~"

The girl nodded gently, drawing out the last syllable.

"You sang well."

"Thank you for the compliment, Teacher Zhang."

The two smiled at each other, their pupils reflecting each other.

Immediately, Zhang Jingyi returned to her seat as if nothing had happened, turning her gaze to the stage and gently waving her glow stick.

Seeing this, Jiang Qing also turned around and focused her gaze on the stage.

However, Zhang Jingyi's pounding heart made it impossible for her to calm down.

Stealing a glance at Jiang Qing's profile, a bold idea suddenly popped into her mind.

Once this thought arose, it was like a small flame being carried by the wind, burning brighter and brighter!
(End of this chapter)