Zhao Hufeng had always felt that today was the happiest day of the year, because he had miraculously squeezed out four hours of precious time from his busy schedule to watch Miss Silvia's concert.
He had booked an extremely expensive VIP ticket online this time. It was something he had saved up with great difficulty over the past few years. For this precious ticket, his secret vault had been completely destroyed.
According to the concert schedule announced at the beginning of the year, other than this concert, the rest of the concerts that would be held in Student Battle City this year would have to wait until the joint large-scale performance of the school festival and the New Year's Eve concert at the end of the year.
For Zhao Hufeng, who was always busy with the student union and didn't have any holidays all year round, to be able to attend tonight's concert, see the singer's figure, and listen to her performance was a great thing to thank the heavens, ancestors, and master.
Without Fan Xinglu's permission, would he dare to abandon his work and come here to fool around? Not to mention that he would never do such a thing with his strict and serious personality, even if he did, he would definitely be trained to death by Fan Xinglu.
Although Zhao Hufeng was quite famous in the city, as the runner-up of the previous Phoenix Star Martial Arts Festival, he had quite a number of fans around the world. Of course, this number was definitely not even a fraction of Silvia's fans.
Just like now, even though many people had already recognized the famous Tianke Wuzang, they didn't come up to talk to him, ask for a photo, or ask for an autograph. This was because tonight, the singer was the host, and anyone who saw Zhao Hufeng's performance could tell that he was also a diehard fan of the singer.
Zhao Hufeng himself didn't care about the gazes of the people around him. He stood on his tiptoes and looked at the line in front of him. His eyes were eager, and his face was full of anticipation and fanaticism until a loud shout that suppressed the noise of everyone in the square entered his ears.”
He turned around in surprise. He didn't know which acquaintance he had bumped into, but he was actually greeting him in such a sincere manner. From the looks of it, he seemed to have even used the 'Roaring Lion's Technique' in his dantian.
Not far away, there was a short boy with long hair like his, but the color of platinum. He was wearing the uniform of the Star Guidance Hall and waving his arms at him. He had a smile on his face, and he looked like a sunny person, making people feel close to him.
"Grandmaster?" Zhao Hufeng immediately recognized the culprit who had knocked him down a few days ago. Before he could respond, the figure of the other party had silently flown past the crowd and arrived beside him. His movement technique was like a ghost.
"Yo, I didn't expect to meet you here. It seems that you're here to watch the concert too, right?”Xing Han greeted him very kindly. He was not embarrassed at all like he had taught the other party a lesson last time.
"Greetings, Grandmaster." Zhao Hufeng immediately cupped his fists and bowed respectfully.
He was a proud person. This greeting was not only because of the master-disciple relationship between his master Fan Xinglu and Zheng Tai, but also because this uncle-master in front of him was more than enough to crush him in terms of martial arts attainments.
The more accomplished, the better. That was why he had subconsciously made such a reaction. He was so respectful to someone who looked younger than him and was from another school.
Xing Han stretched out his right hand and patted Zhao Hufeng's shoulder, saying: "Alright, we're all family. Save the formalities except in front of my senior sister. We're also of the same age, so we can skip the red tape.”
"Thank you, Grandmaster." Zhao Hufeng nodded in response. He wasn't an old-fashioned person, and this sort of behavior wasn't appropriate in the outside world. He then asked,"Grandmaster, are you passing by? Or "
Before Zhao Hufeng could finish his question, he saw Xing Han waving a ticket in front of him. It was obvious that he was here to watch the concert.
Xing Han wasn't familiar with the city and didn't know much about the interior of the Central Stadium. He was also too lazy to use his divine sense. After finally meeting a guide, how could he let go so easily? He smiled and said,"My goal is the same as yours. It's my first time coming to a live concert. You know that I've only been in the City for a few days, so I'll have to trouble you to lead the way.”
"Okay, leave it to me." Zhao Hufeng didn't refuse and gestured for Xing Han to show him the ticket." Let me see where your seat is first, Grandmaster. It'll be easier to find it after we enter."”
Zhao Hufeng looked at Xing Han's ticket and raised his eyebrows. He then picked up his own ticket and looked at it. After confirming that there was no mistake, he opened his mouth and said,"This is much simpler. Grandmaster's seat is right next to mine. I remember that this seat seems to be in the middle of the first row, the seat closest to the stage.”
At this point, Zhao Hufeng sighed,"Grandmaster, your luck is really not bad. This is a good seat that is hard to come by. It is the place where fans can be closest to Her Highness Silvia.”
The speaker was not serious, but the listener was serious.
"Oh?" Xing Han was surprised. Zhao Hufeng thought that he was lucky to have bought the ticket, but he didn't buy the ticket. It was a gift from Sylvia.
What was she trying to do?
Sing-Han did not know, but he was interested in Silvia!
In the venue, colorful lights shone on the stage that had been set up long ago. There was no one on the lit stage. In the darkness, this only bright place gave people an indescribable sense of holiness.
There was a sea of people below the stage. The cheers were enough to flip the dome. Everyone was waving the light sticks in their hands in the dark environment. The specks of light swayed in the air, forming an ocean of light and raising waves.
The atmosphere at the scene was extremely well-built, as if it had already reached the highest point. All that was left was for Her Highness the Muse to officially make her appearance and push the atmosphere to the peak.
Xing Han was already sitting in his seat. He looked at Zhao Hufeng, who had been shaking with excitement ever since he entered the club, and laughed out loud." I didn't expect this serious guy to have such a cute side."”
Zhao Hufeng stood up like the other normal fans, jumping around and waving the light stick in his hand. His face was flushed red, and he followed the rhythm of the others and shouted Her Highness's name.
"Speaking of which, I haven't seen Little Xinglu's other disciples. They should all have distinct personalities, right?”
Xing Han sat calmly in his chair, completely out of place with the current atmosphere. He never chased after celebrities. Although he did not reject the behavior of those fans, he also did not understand those crazy fans.
Those crazy guys behaved like cults, worshipping their idols from the bottom of their hearts. What their idols said was the truth, and everything they did was right. Any negative news was framed.
This made Xing Han speechless. Of course, he had long forgotten about it...
All the lights in the venue went out. This was a sign that the concert was about to begin. The fanatical fans in the audience once again erupted with extremely destructive cheers. It was deafening. The temperature in the empty venue quickly rose, and everyone was excited.
Singham also stood up, raised his light stick, and looked at the center of the stage with a smile. If this singer's performance was enough to move his heart, then he didn't mind becoming a member of this madness.
Judging from the reaction of the crowd, Sylvia Runeheim could be jokingly called a cult in this world. The cult leader deserved it.
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