The top idol is not a substitute

In the afternoon of the second day, the Fashion Festival was held.

Yan Xuan appeared on the red carpet in a water-blue silk off-the-shoulder long dress. The camera flashed non-stop. Yan Xuan slightly raised her hand and signed her name on the autograph board.

The two hosts welcomed Yan Xuan to the center and asked her how she was doing.

Faced with the question, Yan Xuan's answer was polite and thoughtful, and when she heard the host's teasing, she only slightly raised her lips, politely agreeing.

Fashion Gala is broadcast live.

At this time, the barrage was already noisy.

[Pure passers-by, they are both so cold, they don't look like a couple at all, I'm not the only one who thinks they are fake, right? 】

[Your parents are fake, they must be real, only fans should pretend to be passers-by. 】

【Song Xiangsi Song Xiangsi Song Xiangsi...】

[If you haven't been to your sister's part, can you stop scrolling? Haven't you learned barrage etiquette in your family? 】

[Is this the quality of Yan Xuan's fans?When Acacia won the award, your sister didn't know where to recite ABCD. 】

[During the finals, I don't know which song queen made a special trip to the scene to cheer up and said-I came to witness the debut of my favorite player C.Admit it, the first person to fall in love is the loser. 】

[Your family Yan Xuan is still in the same burden as me, maybe how long you have been secretly in love with each other. 】

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Somehow, the point of view of the barrage quarrel has changed from who is the most powerful to who likes who first.

But for this scene, CP fans are no strangers to it.

Don't look at some people scolding fiercely in the barrage, in fact, they know the situation of their opponents better than themselves.

Turning their heads after the quarrel, everyone was still watching the same candy cracking video.

In the end, they had to persuade their group of huge CP fans to fight.

[Don't quarrel, don't quarrel, I testify that they are secretly in love with each other, two-way rushing to love each other than Jin Jian is determined...]

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Yan Xuan didn't know what happened to the barrage, and looked around after entering the infield.

"Miss Yan, please." The voice of the etiquette staff appeared in her ears.

Yan Xuan nodded slightly and followed him to find a seat.

Song Xiangsi said last night that she would also come to the grand ceremony, but no one was seen in the red carpet waiting area, so she should have gone directly into the infield.

where is it.

It was a bit cold in the field, so Yan Xuan put on the coat handed over by her assistant.

Just then, the phone in his pocket vibrated suddenly.

It's Song Xiangsi's message.

[Third row from right to left third. 】

The order of seats in the infield is arranged randomly, and Yan Xuan's position is in the second row.

She turned her face slightly, and glanced back at the position Song Xiangsi said behind her.

I saw Song Xiangsi looking at her with bent lips, and her raised fingertips moved.

Greeting her.

I don't know how long I stared at her.

Yan Xuan laughed.

The next second when he saw the person sitting next to Song Xiangsi, his smile subsided a bit.

Then he lowered his eyes and typed a few words on the phone.

Song Xiangsi noticed the change in Yan Xuan's expression.

Tilting her head, she realized that the person sitting next to her looked familiar. It was Yan Xuan's former teammate Wen Han who was ranked second in the team.

Yan Xuan doesn't seem to like her very much, but there is a touching love story circulating on the Internet, the protagonists are Yan Xuan and Wen Han.

Wen Han lost his mind for a moment when he met Yan Xuan's gaze, and then found Song Xiangsi's eyes on her, Wen Han lowered his eyes and greeted: "Hello, Senior Song."

Before Song Xiangsi asked Yan Xuan why she hated Wen Han, Yan Xuan only said that it was some personal reasons, and seeing that she didn't want to talk about it, she didn't ask further.

Song Xiangsi nodded slightly in response: "Hello."

The two did not speak again.

The middle of the grand ceremony was a bit boring, and Song Xiangsi occasionally responded to a few messages.

If she hadn't had a good relationship with the organizers, she would not have come to the grand ceremony.

Originally, the organizer arranged for her a seat in the first row, but she refused, but she didn't expect that even if she was sitting in the third row, the cameras in the audience were still filming her.

"Senior Song." Wen Han suddenly said.

Song Xiangsi raised her eyes: "Huh?"

Wen Han glanced at Yan Xuan, pursed her lips, "How is Yan Xuan?"

Song Xiangsi turned her face slightly, her expression was more indifferent than before, she didn't intend to answer, and just happened to see Yan Xuan get up.

He got out of his seat directly.

At this time, the host happened to be presenting the award for the most popular girl group of the year.

Wen Han glanced at the stage and closed her eyes. She remembered that she had stood on that stage with Yan Xuan two years ago.

After the group disbanded, she never had a chance to speak to Yan Xuan again.

Yan Xuan felt that the second row was too front row, she was afraid of the camera, and there were too many celebrities around, the fusion of various fragrances made her suffocate.

So I found a corner to sit for a while and planned to breathe some fresh air.

Unexpectedly, just after sitting down for a while, I heard a familiar voice: "Xiaoxuan."

Yan Xuan raised her eyes, with a smile she couldn't hide: "You're here."

Song Xiangsi sat down beside her.

Looking at the performance of the girl group on the stage, Yan Xuan suddenly sighed.

Song Xiangsi didn't understand, so she asked, "What's wrong?"

This location is considered a blind spot, and the official camera cannot capture it.

Yan Xuan pressed close to Song Xiangsi, feeling a little emotional: "I suddenly remembered the time when I first formed a group."

"Miss your teammates?"

"No, I think of the time when Class A went to the music festival with the first class after the first stage."

Hearing what she said, Song Xiangsi realized instantly and laughed in a low voice just like her.

Four years ago, Yan Xuan made her mark on the show with her debut song "NOW", and won the first A, and went to the music festival with the other eight contestants who got A.

After entering the infield, Yan Xuan wanted to go to the bathroom halfway, but lost her way backstage and ran into Song Xiangsi.

"The restroom is on the right hand side."

Song Xiangsi was gentle and gentle, not at all the indifferent look on TV.

Although Yan Xuan was curious about why Song Xiangsi knew where she wanted to go, she didn't ask any further questions and just said thank you.

Because only she knows the panic in her heart now.

When she came out of the bathroom, Yan Xuan found that Song Xiangsi was standing in front of the washbasin, with water droplets stuck between her white and slender fingers, and she was wiping it methodically with a paper towel with her eyes downcast.

At that moment, the emotions that had calmed down suddenly became chaotic again.

The person in front of her, existing in her mp3, accompanied her throughout her high school days.

"Senior Song." Yan Xuan called her.

"Ah."

after awhile.

"Why do you keep looking at me..."

Yan Xuan was already nervous, and wanted to wait for Song Xiangsi to leave before leaving, but she didn't expect that the people around her not only didn't leave, but kept looking at her with their heads tilted.

Song Xiangsi raised her lips, her eyes were gentle: "Your eyes are very beautiful."

Yan Xuan was stunned for a moment, and finally murmured: "Thank you."

The scene was quiet for a few seconds, and Song Xiangsi was finally ready to leave.

Yan Xuan's heart relaxed just now, but the person who was about to leave suddenly turned around and said to her in a warm voice, "Yan Xuan."

"Huh?" Yan Xuan was a little confused, not understanding how Song Xiangsi knew her name.

As far as she knows, Song Xiangsi seldom pays attention to the Internet, only concentrates on creating, even her social accounts are rarely updated.

"Come on for the competition," Song Xiangsi stood one meter away from her, encouraging her with a smile, "You must debut at the C position."

Song Xiangsi actually watched the show and even encouraged her.

Yan Xuan didn't realize it until Song Xiangsi left, and when she chased after her, Song Xiangsi had already gone far away.

She secretly made up her mind at that time, she must thank her again next time we meet.

Thank you for her singing company for those three years.

Goodbye to Song Xiangsi is in the finals.

When Song Xiangsi, who was disguised and dressed up wearing a peaked cap and mask, was captured by the camera and projected onto the big screen, the audience exclaimed, and even her teammates frantically pinched Yan Xuan's arm, repeating over and over again: "That is Song Xiangsi, Song Xiangsi actually came, Song Xiangsi actually watched the draft, I saw her with my own eyes, I love her so much, woo woo woo, I'm going to cry."

Of course she saw it.

Song Acacia.

Her high school idol.

She was no less excited than the others.

It's just that she is used to hiding her emotions, so she looks the same as usual.

The audience thought this was a surprise guest prepared by the program group, and even the contestants thought so.

Fortunately, the host was well-trained, and he arranged the questioning in time according to what the director team said in the headset.

When the microphone was passed to Song Xiangsi, she took off her mask to reveal her delicate face, seemingly helpless.

"Is Mr. Song here to cheer for the player you like?"

The host asked the questions in everyone's mind.

Most people would definitely talk about the scene when answering such a question, and praise all the contestants for being very good, but Song Xiangsi did not waste a word, and the answer was simple and clear——

"I'm here to witness the debut of my favorite player C."

As soon as the words came out, there was an uproar at the scene.

Now that the schedule is up, votes are accrued on a pro-rata basis, and Yan Xuan is the C seat, and everyone has tacitly understood this.

Are you here to support Yan Xuan?Or is there a royal family?

That night, because of Song Xiangsi's arrival, the ratings of the finals doubled compared to usual, and the click-through rate of that episode almost caught up with the sum of the previous half seasons.

The attention of the "Girl's Dream" finals was unprecedentedly high. Amidst the suspicion, Yan Xuan got her C-position key.

When the stage was filled with group music and ribbons were floating in the air, Yan Xuan was still a little lost. Amidst the cheers and sobs, Yan Xuan saw Song Xiangsi in the auditorium giving her a thumbs up.

She is complimenting her.

When she came back to her senses, Song Xiangsi's place was already empty.

After the show ended, Yan Xuan ran out of the backstage without taking off her make-up, looking at the evacuated crowd, suddenly lost.

She still didn't catch up.

Returning to the backstage lonely, only to find that his teammates are surrounded by a bunch, very noisy.

However, the moment she entered, there was a sudden silence.

"Where have you been, Yan Xuan? Senior Song has been waiting for you for a long time."

As soon as her teammates finished speaking, Yan Xuan saw Song Xiangsi surrounded by her teammates.

"Congratulations on forming a group." Song Xiangsi frowned, her voice was gentle, and she was sincerely happy for Yan Xuan.

Song Xiangsi really came for her.

"Thank you." Yan Xuan took the bouquet of pink roses in a daze.

When I looked at the other people around me, I saw that they all had envious and jealous eyes.

It wasn't until Song Xiangsi left that Cheng Cheng, who was close to her, pushed her: "Everyone envies you."

"But, thanks to you, I got my autograph... Hey, where are you going?"

Cheng Cheng was caught off guard by a bouquet of flowers, and Yan Xuan rushed out the door.

"Senior Song."

In the backstage corridor, Song Xiangsi heard Yan Xuan's voice, paused, turned her head and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

"I liked you very much when I was in high school." Yan Xuan's breath was a little unsteady, but she finally said what she wanted to say before.

Who knew Song Xiangsi smiled, "I'm 24 this year, only four years and ten months older than you."

The implication is not to be so respectful.

But what Yan Xuan cares more about is that Song Xiangsi knows her birthday.

"And," Song Xiangsi chuckled lightly, looked at her and asked, "I liked it in high school, but don't you like it now?"

Yan Xuan didn't want to recall what she answered that day.

In short, shame on you.

So that in the following time, Yan Xuan tried her best to restrain herself, talk less in front of Song Xiangsi, and be less confused by Song Xiangsi's smile.

Later, Song Xiangsi frequently asked her out, no matter what the entertainment news gossip marketing account said, Song Xiangsi still asked her to meet regardless of the weather.

Until one day, when Yan Xuan saw the news that "Song Xiangsi is suspected to be in love with xx Nightclub Hotel", she was surprised that her liking for Song Xiangsi seemed to have changed.

In the coffee shop that afternoon, Yan Xuan pretended to inadvertently ask about the news, but Song Xiangsi only said they were friends.

Yan Xuan has always been able to afford and let go, and she is not a person who likes to hide, so she asked directly.

"Song Xiangsi, do you like me?"

If Song Xiangsi answered no, she, Yan Xuan, would act as if nothing happened, and the relationship between them was still just idols and fans.

Or a slightly closer friendship.

"Guess." Song Xiangsi drank the coffee, her voice was neither salty nor weak, and she couldn't hear any emotion.

Yan Xuan doesn't like guessing.

But the other party is Song Xiangsi.

The scene fell silent for a while.

Song Xiangsi took another sip of coffee, then took out a jewelry box from her bag, and handed it to Yan Xuan.

"This is?" Yan Xuan was puzzled.

"Eight months and three days."

"what?"

"Stay away from you."

Yan Xuan was stunned for a moment, then looked at the jewelry box in front of her, which contained a ring.

"I'll line up first, and when you leave the group, please fall in love with me."

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