I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping Chapter 2606 - 1632: Purple

From two hundred meters away, Jiang Chen watched Xu Shangao on stage, vibrant, fair-skinned, fashionable, fresh, dominating the era of non-mainstream.

Jiang Chen felt a bit distracted.

It wasn’t that he was instantly in the mood to start reminiscing about youth.

Honestly speaking, many people were shouting excitedly and singing along, but as for the opening song, he really hadn’t heard it before.

Just at that moment, he was thinking.

One or two decades have passed.

How does he still look so young? As if time had frozen on his face.

Was it like his songs suggest, that he got cosmetic injections?

"Friends from River City, good evening, I’m Xu Shangao."

After the opening akin to a disco track, Xu Shangao, who has deeply imprinted a generation, waved to the audience, and his bright smile was transmitted to every pair of eyes on three no-dead-angle big screens.

"Ah—"

This is the power of an idol.

Some girls were screaming more hysterically than a stray cat in some dark alley.

Boss Jiang had been to a Jay Chou concert, in East Sea, with Li Xue Mei at that time.

Truth be told, the current atmosphere wasn’t less lively than back at the Jay Chou concert.

Singers might have rankings on authoritative charts, but for fans, idols are indiscriminate in hierarchy, they’re annotations of youthful years, because of their existence, that bygone era will inadvertently creep back to mind during leisure times in life, followed by a smile or silence.

Sorry.

Mixed up there.

"The Best Xu Shangao in the World"

Why do so many people insist on spending money, and even scrambling to buy tickets?

Watching live and browsing free videos online feels worlds apart.

It’s just like.

Going to a foot massage parlor for relaxation and watching borderline videos have the same difference.

Cannot be compared at all.

So practical experience and practice are necessary.

Strayed far off again.

Bringing the focus back.

The LED lights with self-defined text are too expensive for support boards, Boss Jiang, having spent fifteen thousand on tickets, couldn’t afford it, but he had a twenty-yuan light stick for support.

He raised and waved it in solidarity.

Though his appearance hadn’t changed much, internally Xu Shangao had evidently matured a lot, no longer the moody prince of sad songs from the non-mainstream period, walking around the stage calling everyone darling, dear, thoroughly attentive, not neglecting fans in any direction.

Like a central heating system.

Hadn’t "seen" for a very long time, in Jiang Chen’s preserved impressions, he wasn’t such a person.

"Back in the days, there was a rumor he had a fiancée he loved for many years, and due to an accident or illness, she passed away, I once believed it was true."

"Whether it’s true or not, one cannot live in the past all the time."

Jiang Chen laughed silently, nodding, "Makes sense."

"Next is a song from many many years ago, the ones who’ve heard it probably have kids by now. I wonder how many people here know it, ’Pink Letter’, dedicating it to everyone."

Here it comes.

It’s still here.

Old songs better suit people like Boss Jiang, as soon as the intro started, it instantly pulled people back to that spring with blue skies, white clouds, and clear weather.

"Pink letter, full of my thoughts,

In the fleeting moment of wind, it’s gone in the blink of an eye.

Pink letter, full of my thoughts,

In the fleeting moment of wind, it’s gone in a blink..."

Boss Jiang had heard this song, and before Natural Face was released, this song was among his favorites from Xu Shangao, alongside "Admiration", "Inside Line", "Funeral of a Rose", but he hadn’t married, let alone had kids.

And there were many people like him at the venue.

"Pink letter, full of my thoughts,

In the fleeting moment of wind, it’s gone in the blink of an eye,

Crossing oceans to be by your side,

Next to your pink smile~"

Some burly men were flushed with excitement, their DNA seemed to be activated too.

Fang Qing was very composed, unlike those fidgeting, hollering, almost hair-raising girls, amidst the crowd, she was like her own universe, quietly, truly like an "audience".

Of course.

Jiang Chen understood her.

Maybe unlike most, Qing Gege didn’t have an overly excited reaction, it didn’t mean she wasn’t immersed, it was just her nature.

"What’s your favorite Xu Shangao song? Is it on today’s performance list?"

"Dong!"

A wish fulfilled.

An elbow strike might be late, but it won’t be absent.

Having tested Jiang Chen’s hardness again with her elbow, Fang Qing silently lowered her arm, unclear if she was satisfied.

Indeed.

What kind of question was that?

Growing up together, her taste, her preferences, her favorite song, how could he not know?

Just like that stray cat.

Deserves a beating.

After several songs, as expected, Xu Shangao started interacting with fans at the concert.

Among tens of thousands of people, without the power of money and privilege, the odds of being picked were one in ten thousand.

Why not one in tens of thousands?

For accuracy.

Jiang Chen and Fang Qing were two individuals.

The first one chosen was from a very front position, having an advantage with inner seat tickets, however, that girl’s spending probably wasn’t as much as Boss Jiang.

Thinking about it.

Should kick that stray cat a few more times.

"Xu Shangao! What does your ’Carrot Mustache’ actually mean?!"

The whole venue burst into laughter.

As a fan, they definitely weren’t there to pick a fight with their idol, without Xu Shangao answering, she quickly continued, "Doesn’t matter, anyway, ’I’m Willing’, love you even if I don’t understand!"