Fu Shao's little wife is a prophet

Su Wanyu took out the mask from her bag and put it on, touched the car door handle, and was about to open the car door to get out, the assistant hurriedly grabbed her.

"Sister Wanyu is really bad. Something will happen to you if someone finds out. Mike will kill me."

Su Wanyu: "If you don't let go, believe it or not, I'll kill you right now?"

She is in a bad mood today and needs to find a place where there are many people to vent.

She must go to this music festival!

The assistant was so frightened that she let go with tears in her eyes, "Sister Wanyu, then, then, put on your mask and a hat?"

Su Wanyu looked back at her, "Do you have a hat?"

The assistant looked around, but was disappointed to find that there was no hat in the car.

Su Wanyu: "Stop talking nonsense, come down quickly, come down with me if you don't want to be fired."

Assistant: "Oh."

The assistant put on a mask, followed her out of the car, and walked into the crowd, fearing that someone would recognize her artist.

Fortunately, by God's blessing, they squeezed into the front of the crowd, but no one recognized Su Wanyu.

As soon as they stood still, the music stopped and the next band came on stage.

In this gap, the host was introducing the band and singers who were about to take the stage. As soon as the voice fell, there was a burst of shrill cheers all around.

"Flying storage! Flying storage!!"

Su Wanyu rubbed her ears, lowered her head and asked the assistant, "Whose band is Feicun? Why does it sound familiar?"

The assistant also looked excited, and said: "The band that became popular a few years ago, their lead singer is Wen Cun, who is said to be a rich second generation, but he didn't want to inherit the family business, so he ran out to start a band. There has been no big splash. Well, I collaborated with the up master named Ayueyue on a song, and it became popular."

"Speaking of which, this Ah Yueyue also sold you a song, and it was also on the trending searches that time."

When she said this, Su Wanyu had some influence, and looked up at the stage.

After a while, the band members had already stepped onto the stage, and Su Wanyu noticed that there was a woman wearing a mask and dressed in cool and hot clothes.

The moment the woman was holding an electric guitar and the light hit her, the screams from the audience became louder, and most of them were male audience voices.

The assistant actually wanted to scream too, but she didn't tell Su Wanyu that she was also a fan of Ayueyue, if it wasn't for the fear of being recognized, she really wanted to jump up and shout at the top of her voice.

"Hello, everyone, I'm Ayueyue."

The masked woman on the stage greeted with a microphone, and just as the voice fell, there was another scream.

Su Wanyu squinted her eyes. She didn't know if it was an illusion. She thought the voice was familiar, as if it was someone she knew.

"Ah, I didn't expect Ayueyue to participate in this music festival. Isn't Sister Gezi on the list? Why did you change her?"

"Gossip, Sister Gezi suddenly suffered from appendicitis and couldn't come. Ayueyue is a temporary rescue. I haven't seen their performance before. I saw it this time. It's too profitable!"

There were discussions from the audience, and the excitement could not be concealed in the words.

Su Wanyu has often seen her fans so crazy, she is no longer surprised by them, she no longer pays attention to their conversations, dances to the music, and gradually forgets her irritability.

After a song ended, Feicun left the stage, and Ayueyue was still standing on the stage, chatting with the audience with a smile, because his voice was still panting after singing and dancing.

"Everyone is so enthusiastic, thank you for your likes...the next song I wrote recently is called "Salvation""

"My fans should all know that I went on a trip some time ago, and something happened during the trip. That's how the inspiration came. I hope you like it..."

The prelude to the music sounded, and the cold voice sounded slowly, no longer the previous rhythm, like a whisper, flowing gently into everyone's ears.

"Is it a dream? It's fate. I met you in this strange world..."

"You are my only salvation..."

Wen Qingyue looked at the light sticks dancing under the stage, and in her mind was Zong Zong who had known Fu Han so far, and her heart became more and more tender.

At the end of a song, everyone came out with gentle voices. I don't know who applauded first, and then the applause sounded like thunder.

Wen Qingyue stood under the spotlight, bent down and bowed, and then the elevator slowly descended and disappeared on the stage.

Su Wanyu's eyes frowned slightly, she had a strong feeling that Ayueyue was someone she knew in real life.

"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow!

The assistant cried and sighed with emotion, Su Wanyu glanced at her, saw that her eyes were filled with tears, the corners of her mouth twitched slightly, she was a little speechless.

Are you so moved?

However, when she looked sideways, it wasn't just her assistant who was crying.

Su Wanyu shook her head, put on her mask, and listened to another song. She wondered if the last performance was too good, and the latter seemed a bit bland.

She was not interested in listening anymore, and called her assistant to leave the scene.

……

"This song makes me cry! I really want to know the story behind this song and what happened during the tour that made her write such a song."

"I remember Ah yueyue shared in the feed, she seems to be traveling in Tibetan areas!"

After Su Wanyu returned to the car, he searched for Ah Yueyue on the Internet, and then saw that someone had recorded the video of the performance just now, and there were many screens below.

After scrolling for a short while, a comment from a netizen caught her attention.

"Friends, a major discovery! I have photographed Ayueyue's true face, and you will never know who she is!"

Su Wanyu felt in her heart that this person was trying to please the public, but she couldn't hold back her curiosity, so she clicked into the building. Sure enough, some people questioned it, but the owner swears by it.

"Don't believe me, here's a preview, see you on Weibo at [-] o'clock in the evening, and I will publish the photos."

The landlord did not respond after that.

Su Wanyu accidentally copied the Weibo id of the host, switched to Weibo, and searched for this account. It was an ordinary account, but the number of followers increased at a speed visible to the naked eye. It's a squatting photo.

"Sister Wanyu, thank you for bringing me to the music festival today, I'm so touched!" The assistant held the phone to watch the newly recorded video, talking to her while watching.

Su Wanyu quit Weibo, turned off her phone and didn't answer the call.

……

After getting off the stage, Wen Qingyue went into the dressing room, took off her mask, changed her clothes, and came out, saying, "Brother, do you have anything to do later? How about going to dinner together?"

Wen Cun and the others nodded, "Okay, Wanyu, the song you sang just now is really well written, it will definitely become popular!"

"Yes, sister Wanyu, you are so talented, can you write a song for us in the future?"

The other members of the band chatted and laughed with her, expressing their admiration for her.

Wen Qingyue bent her lips, raised her eyebrows and said, "Yes, but my fee is very expensive~"

At this moment, she had no idea what would happen tonight. They talked and laughed, packed up and left together, and went to the restaurant for dinner.