Boyfriend Simulator [Quick Transmigration]

Considering that Shang Chen still needs to collect Shu Yang's favorability and the music festival, 0911 just poured a basin of water on him instead of continuing to do more excessive things.

When he saw the moment when Shu Yang was approaching, his whole heart "thumped".

When he was 21 years old, no one had ever given him such a strong desire to possess and protect.

0911 didn't know whether to be happy to meet Shang Chen or to regret meeting him.

But at least for now, he wanted to stay with Shang Chen for a while longer, to get closer to him, and to pull him out of the darkness.

Shang Chen is such a gentle person...

The noisy human voice pulled 0911 back from contemplation. Since that day, 0911 found himself in a daze for longer and longer, and his work efficiency plummeted.

Sure enough, it is true that being in love makes people stupid.

Cut the angle of view back, and in front of the screen is a neat group of students in school uniforms, sitting in the empty stadium, cheering for the players on the stage.

Shang Chen stood in the backstage for a while, looked at the players queuing up in front, estimated that there were still about five players left, so he put the guitar on the side table, and rubbed his hands together when he was free.

"Are you nervous?" 0911 said.

"It's okay, I'm not particularly nervous." Panting, Shang Chen jumped around and stomped his feet, "A little bit now, and I won't be nervous when I get on stage later."

0911 smiled softly, and said, "Do you want me to help you block the audience below?"

Shang Chen walked back to Shu Yang's side, and after careful consideration for a few seconds, he said, "Is this function for Zhu Mei?" He paused, "I'm afraid she will still be afraid."

"No." 0911 refused directly, "The additional functions can only be used on players, and NPCs cannot share them."

"She's not an NPC," Shang Chen frowned, a little dissatisfied with this statement, he walked over and patted Zhu Mei on the shoulder, and said to Xiao Jiu: "In this world, she is a living person, yes A little girl who loves to sing."

"The NPC's statement...is a bit cold-blooded." Shang Chen's eyes dimmed, but he quickly adjusted, "Xiao Jiu, you can watch our performance carefully later."

Zhu Mei's eyes were covered with a light pink gauze, which was also dotted with a few small golden stars, which looked dazzling under the illumination of the stage lights.

"?" Zhu Mei raised her head in doubt, just now someone patted her on the shoulder.

"Don't be afraid," Shang Chen bent down to talk to him, because the sound effect was too loud, he had to get very close when speaking, "Just pretend that everyone below is... hellokitty." He racked his brains to think There was a character that girls might like, and he smiled mischievously.

The corners of Zhu Mei's mouth curved slightly, and then quickly lowered down.

Today she is wearing a pink sleeveless dress with a gold-plated belt tied around her waist. The skirt is full of intricate embroidery patterns. When she turns around, the skirt can hold up a small hood. , like an upside-down tulip.

This dress was borrowed by Shu Yang after begging the owner of the school clothing store for a long time, and after wearing it, the effect was unsurprisingly good.

"You're beautiful today, be more confident." Shang Chen originally wanted to touch Zhu Mei's head, but seeing her carefully tied hair, he was reluctant to do so, and just pressed her shoulder.

The stage lights were brilliant, illuminating the face of the little girl in front of her. She pursed her lips and nodded slightly.

She had washed the dirty bow on her head and it was still tucked at the side. She said it was her courage.

"It doesn't matter if you don't win the award, don't be nervous," Shang Chen's voice was soft, soothing the girl's restless mood like a warm current.

Shu Yang turned his back to them and was poking his head to watch the performance. When he turned his head, he saw Shang Chen bending over and talking to Zhu Mei. The two of them got very close.

He curled his lips and walked over quickly.

"Why can't you get the award?" Shu Yang pulled Shang Chen's arm with displeasure, and pulled him up, "With your cousin here, why don't you worry about not getting the award?"

"Just feel free to sing boldly, as long as you don't embarrass me." It's not that Shu Yang doesn't know how to say nice comforting words, but it's a bit awkward when it comes to Zhu Mei, so he has no choice but to use this kind of angry His tone reassured her.

Shang Chen burst out laughing beside him. He glanced at Shu Yang, who was not very bright, and turned around to pick up his guitar.

"Xiao Jiu, help me control the field later," Shang Chen looked at the crowd of people in the auditorium, twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "Just use a "silent card" and deduct it from my experience points."

"Well," 0911 quickly dug out the props from the warehouse, "Do you want to use other things, such as the beauty card?"

"No need," Shang Chen raised his eyebrows and said, "They just need to shut up and listen."

The spotlight hit Shu Yang with a bang. He was wearing a black suit, his neckline was neatly ironed, and his hair was combed back meticulously. The light outlined his superior jaw line, and his almost perfect side face made people's heart beat.

Shang Chen stood in the dark on the other side of the stage, he and Shu Yang looked at each other, then nodded.

The piano sounded, and the flowing notes broke through the darkness, pouring out little by little under the young man's fingertips. His lowered eyebrows were full of affection, as if someone would drown in this tenderness in the next second.

The sound of the piano stopped suddenly, and another beam of soft light shone on Shang Chen's body. With a slight flick of his wrist, he swept out the first chord.

Shu Yang smiled knowingly, and played the guitar gently and slowly, as if they had always been a whole.

Everyone in the auditorium was quiet, no one spoke, the atmosphere was rendered just right, and everyone's eyes were focused on the stage.

Shang Chen's brows and eyes are soft, and the serious and focused eyes are something no one else has ever seen.

0911 felt his heart beating fast.

The stage suddenly lit up, illuminating Zhu Mei who was sitting on the silver-white high stool in the center of the stage, and Shang Chen's heart skipped a beat.

"When I am down and, oh my soul so weary..."

Although the voice trembled a little, it still couldn't conceal the clarity and hope in the girl's voice.

Shang Chen smiled slightly, he glanced at Shu Yang, and found that he was also looking at him with a smile.

"You raise me up, so I can stand the mountains"

Zhu Mei felt something clamoring in her heart, she opened her eyes, and there was a smokey pink in front of her eyes, and a blurry figure lay in front of her, with unclear faces.

The lights were flickering, and the venue was very quiet. She heard her own voice, which was a kind of strong hope and light, and her breathing gradually became rapid.

The tune was getting higher and higher, and Shang Chen's fingers pressing the guitar strings felt a little sore. He frowned and continued to play silently.

Zhu Mei clenched her fists, put her hands on the edge of the stool, and stood up with a huff.

"I am strong, when I am your shoulders!"

A very beautiful high-pitched voice, Zhu Mei trembled and took off the gauze covering her eyes, she clearly saw the people sitting below, saw the dark heads, and countless pairs of eyes staring at her, Eyes of surprise or admiration.

The corners of her eyes were wet, but she didn't wipe them off, letting the tears flow wantonly down her cheeks, the strength in her heart was growing vigorously.Zhu Mei's voice was tinged with tears, she stretched out her hands tremblingly, as if she wanted to grab something.

Those who hurt her, those who encouraged her, those who laughed at her...all of them bloomed in my mind like fireworks, turning into gilt across the sky.

She used her own voice to convey her yearning, her longing, and she wanted to tell them that she also had dreams, and she also wanted to come out and take a look at this grand and beautiful world.

So... can you be more tolerant and accept me more?

She bent down slowly, and when she took another breath, she was already crying.

The sound of the piano and guitar gradually faded away, leaving only the quiet lamp shining on Zhu Mei on the stage.

"You raise me up to more that I can be."

In the last sentence, she looked into the air, as if she was staring at something particularly beautiful and far away.

The voice was trembling, but it sang into everyone's heart. The audience in the audience looked at the girl without saying a word, and there was an emotion slowly rolling in their hearts.

Tears rolled down her face like broken beads, Zhu Mei took a breath tremblingly, straightened up, pressed her chest, and bowed to everyone in the audience.

The applause flooded the entire stadium like a tide, Zhu Mei gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and turned to look at the two teenagers who were walking towards her.

Zhu Mei turned around with a smile and bowed to them both. Shang Chen walked over to help her up, took her hand and beckoned to the crowd.

There was an unconcealable smile on Shu Yang's face. He walked to the front of the stage, held Zhu Mei's hand, and said to her sideways, "I knew you could do it."

Surprised and delighted, Zhu Mei raised her head to look at Shu Yang's face. Because of the angle, she could only see Shu Yang's raised chin and half of his profile.But she felt that enough was enough, and she had never been so happy in her heart.

It was as if all the good things were rushing towards her, so full that it was almost overflowing.

The audience was still clapping and applauding, Shu Yang led the two of them to bow in three directions respectively, and then prepared to leave.

The people on the stage became hot under the light, and Shang Chen couldn't suppress the smile on his lips. He took off the guitar from his body, and when he was about to walk down the steps, he caught a glimpse of a white-clothed man standing in the first row from the corner of his eye. juvenile.

He stood under the light, smiled slightly at Shang Chen, and looked at him with gentle eyes, as if the person in front of him was his whole world.

Shang Chen's heart tightened, and his steps down the stairs paused.

He saw that handsome young man with his vermilion lips slightly parted, and mouthed to him, the small mole directly under his right eye was shining brightly under the light.