I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping Chapter 2607 - 1632: Purple

This is a normal female.

Passionate, humorous, sincere, cute.

And with very high emotional intelligence.

So what exactly does "Carrot Mustache" mean?

The next fan is a literary style girl, different from the many purple sisters seen everywhere at the scene, she’s dressed in an ancient style long skirt, accompanied by makeup, exuding an ethereal aura.

"You are the ink in "Between Mountains and Rivers," I am the blank space in "Paper Snow," ten years of "Appreciated by both the refined and the vulgar," we’ve finally arrived "As Arranged."

Damn.

Who said Xu Shangao is the godfather of the non-mainstream?

The fan’s portrait is enough to sketch out the singer’s image.

The fans on the scene, each one of them is cultured.

Finally, it’s a boy’s turn, wearing glasses, with a round face and a crew cut, more fitting the appearance of a top student than Boss Jiang does, he earnestly says: "From ’Funeral of a Rose’ on my MP3 to ’Pink Letter’ live at the concert, my youth’s progress bar is you hitting single-loop."

From the big screen, you can see that tears are even glistening in the boy’s eyes.

Squatting on the stage, Xu Shangao couldn’t quite handle this male fan’s gaze, his friendly smile becoming a bit stiff, shifting his support foot from left to right.

"Where are you from, young man?"

"Jin’guan."

Jingguan City?

Lan Peizhi’s hometown.

But that’s not important.

Upon hearing that the other party was from Jingguan, Xu Shangao, squatting on the stage, suddenly stood up, it was unclear if it was a deliberate act for performance effect, and his stagger caused the audience to burst into laughter.

"The next song, ’Rain Curtain’ ~"

He started running, not continuing to interact with the fans.

"In the rustling rain curtain outside the window,

A song floats inviting me to listen closely,

The reflection of a flute and sword on the water,

Is a poem of hidden hate in love..."

Xu Shangao has indeed changed. He used to focus on pain literature, negative and gloomy, if not admiring people’s skills, your gray avatar wouldn’t flash again, but now.

Not only did he choose songs intentionally avoiding some of his earlier creations, but he also projected a positive and sunny aura toward the fans on stage, fiercely life-affirming under the excellent lighting system.

How did that poem go again?

Youth doesn’t know the taste of sorrow.

Loving to climb high towers,

Loving to climb high towers.

For the new lyrics, one forced to say sorrow.

Now knowing the taste of sorrow.

Wanting to say but stopping.

Wanting to say but stopping.

Merely saying the coolness of autumn is good.

"Did you see the song list?"

Jiang Chen asked again.

Works of literary performances must be filed, concerts are the same, how many songs to sing, which songs, are all predetermined.

"Is that song sung or not?"

The person is attentively listening to the concert and may be journeying through time in thoughts, yet he keeps interrupting, how annoying.

"Which song?"

Fang Qing replied irritably.

"Hello everyone, I am VAE..."

Fang Qing fell silent.

Is there such a song?

There is indeed.

But most of the fans who haven’t reached a certain age probably can’t answer.

Because major music platforms took down this version long ago.

"What song is this?"

Fang Qing asked deliberately.

"It’s like I’m living next door to you, singing and raining or something..."

"..."

Luckily, he wasn’t interviewed.

"No."

It’s not a grudge response; indeed, this classic track is absent from the officially announced setlist.

Fang Qing felt a slight regret about this.

Yes.

Out of all the Xu Shangao songs she loved, this "I seem to live next door to you" firmly held the top spot, even the widespread "Natural Face" couldn’t compare.

"Ten years ago, I said, it’s not that no one watches my concerts, it’s just that those who like me are still students, with no money in their pockets, so I told myself, wait a bit longer, hmm, I was right, wasn’t I. Not only do classmates have money now, but they can also afford VIP tickets, after all, I’ve seen some of you change from school uniforms to wedding dresses in the crowd. Haha, I’ve waited ten years for you, why haven’t you waited for me, and left me behind."

The humorous and witty words ignited the whole place.

Laughter shook the earth and mountains.

"But it doesn’t matter, I will always love you, time flies, I hope everyone doesn’t forget that ’Natural Face’ ~"

The anticipated melody didn’t play.

Instead.

"Hello everyone, I am, VAE, this is the recommended track from my upcoming debut original album ’Self-defined.’ I wrote the lyrics, composed, and arranged it myself, I hope this song can bring you a sense of warmth in this cold winter ~"

"Didn’t you say there’s no such song?"

Boss Jiang was surprised.

Qing Gege was surprised.

Even Xu Shangao on stage adjusted his glasses, turned his head, a look of unexpected confusion appeared on his fair, refined face.

"It looks like it’s going to rain, I seem to live next door to you, foolishly standing downstairs at your place, looking up counting dark clouds. If a piano appears in the scene, I’ll sing for you, even if many pots of water pour down ~"

So that’s what the lyrics are like.

Singing and rain?

What the heck!

Xu Shangao was a bit dumbfounded, it’s probably not a staged effect, he seemed truly unaware, while fans had begun an impromptu chorus, stirring a stirring wave of sound, with nowhere to hide. Just being swept into the torrent of memories involuntarily.

"Summer is about to end, please buy less ice cream. Wear short skirts less when it’s cool, don’t be so naughty anymore. If sometimes not so happy, I am willing to lend Gelomie to you, you actually understand my feelings ~"

On stage.

Xu Shangao in a floral shirt held the microphone in his drooping hand, transitioning from confusion to astonishment, to enlightenment, he quietly gazed at the vast sea of people, and the star-studded lights, listening with serene delight, transforming from a performer into an audience member.