I really didn't intend to make a living based on my looks.

Chapter 124 Chengdu Concert and My Love from the Star Online

At 7:15, all the lights in the venue suddenly went out.

The screams reached their peak.

A beam of white light shone down in the center of the stage.

The platform slowly rose, and Jiang Chen, wearing a loose black short-sleeved shirt and white sneakers, stood in the center of the stage, exuding youthful charm.

His hair was combed back, revealing his forehead, and an in-ear monitor was hanging in his ear. He held the microphone in his hand, his head down, as if he was preparing something.

The intro begins with a heavy electronic drum beat from "Unstoppable".

He raised his head, his gaze sweeping across the sea of ​​orange lights in the room, a slight smile playing on his lips, and then he spoke.

Chengdu! Are you ready?!

The roar of 40,000 people nearly lifted the roof off the stadium.

The opening three songs, "Unstoppable," "Sword Heart," and "The Ordinary Road," immediately brought the atmosphere to a fever pitch.

After singing the third song, Jiang Chen stopped to drink water and glanced at the audience.

I was momentarily stunned.

His support area is usually filled with pretty young girls.

But there seems to be something to say about this city.

In a corner below, a dense group of bearded men were yelling and screaming at him at the top of their lungs, their voices deafening, their ferocity even greater than that of the girls.

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Jiang Chen quickly shifted his gaze, pointing towards the backstage area: "I've also invited a few friends tonight. The first one is my elder, and also a teacher I greatly respect. She said she wanted to come and support me, and I couldn't stop her."

The music begins with a grand and majestic prelude.

The platform rose again, and Han Hong, dressed in a black suit, stood in the center of the stage.

The entire stadium erupted in deafening screams.

She sang two songs.

The first song was "The Road to Heaven." When the high notes hit, the entire stadium fell silent. Forty thousand people held their breath, listening to the sound echoing through the stadium.

After he finished singing the last line, thunderous applause erupted from the audience.

The second song was "Youth," a new song she released in 2013. It had a light melody and inspiring lyrics. When she sang, "Maybe I'll never see again the pale yellow sky at parting," Jiang Chen ran up from backstage and handed her a bottle of water.

Han Hong took the water, patted him on the shoulder, and said to the audience, "This child has a kind heart. You didn't misjudge him."

The students in the audience shouted in unison, "Thank you, Teacher Han!"

Han Hong smiled, waved, and left the stage.

The second guest is Yang Zi.

She was wearing a light pink dress, her hair was down, and she had light makeup on.

Jiang Chen stood in the center of the stage waiting for her. The two looked at each other, and Yang Zi's eyes shone as if they contained two stars.

The music started, it was the theme song of "Battle of Changsha", "I Will Remember You".

I will remember you, even as time flies by. I will remember you, even as my face grows old.

The two stood in the center of the stage, singing this heartfelt duet.

Yang Zi's voice was gentle, but her eyes were anything but.

She looked at Jiang Chen with a gaze so direct it seemed to see right through him.

Jiang Chen was completely dumbfounded by her gaze.

Zimei is too immersed in the role; she's still got the mischievous side!

The third guest is Mao Xiaotong.

The stage lights were changed to soft pink, and the background became a peach orchard.

Mao Xiaotong was dressed in a pink ancient costume with flowing sleeves and two small buns in her hair, looking like an ancient girl who had stepped out of a painting.

Behind her was a whole national orchestra, with pipa, guzheng, flute, and erhu lined up in a row, all dressed in light blue Hanfu.

The music started; it was "Peach Blossom Smile," a new song Jiang Chen wrote especially for her.

"The moon shines in my hands, my heart laughs; the clouds sleep early before my eyes."

"The spring breeze cannot break my willow-like waist; I hop and skip in this paradise."

Mao Xiaotong bounced around on stage, the hem of her ancient costume fluttering with her movements, her smile as sweet as a freshly picked peach.

Her voice was clear and crisp, with a touch of girlish charm. When she sang "The peach blossoms are in full bloom, and the banana leaves are green," she turned her head and glanced at Jiang Chen, who was standing on the side of the stage, her eyes curving into crescents.

What a nemesis!

After finally managing to suppress her feelings a little, this guy felt that she couldn't be a guest without a song, so he wrote one for her.

This talent is unstoppable!

The screams from the audience reached a new high.

It wasn't the kind of screaming, it was the kind of howling that came from being so overwhelmed by sweetness.

The oranges were taking pictures like crazy.

"Mao Xiaotong is so sweet!"

"This song Jiang Chen wrote for her! I'm so jealous!"

"I want Jiang Chen to write a song for me too!"

The last guest was Jing Tian.

The lights dimmed, and a huge circular platform rose in the center of the stage. Jing Tian, ​​dressed in a long white dress that trailed on the ground, stood on it with her hair flowing down her back. A spotlight shone down on her head, making her seem to glow.

Behind her was an entire LED screen displaying a picture of snow falling from the sky.

Snow machines hidden around the stage started working, and white snowflakes fell from the sky, landing on Jing Tian's hair, shoulders, and skirt.

That scene was absolutely beautiful.

The intro begins with "My Destiny," the theme song from the drama "My Love from the Star."

Jiang Chen walked out from backstage, wearing a white shirt with the sleeves rolled up to his forearms, and stood on the other side of the stage.

The two people looked at each other across half of the stage, with snowflakes falling between them.

Jing Tian began to sing.

"Memories are like undying stars —"

"Youaremydestiny.————"

"forever----"

Her voice was more stable and her breath was stronger than usual.

It wasn't that her singing skills suddenly improved; it was that the million-dollar sound engineer team backstage was working like crazy.

A whole row of sound engineers, wearing headphones, stared intently at the panel, frantically pushing up the reverb, thickening the harmony pads, and suppressing flaws, desperately trying to cover up her unstable breath and struggle with the high notes.

The person in charge shouted, "Increase the reverb! Maximize the padding! Cover up the flaws in the air vents!"

The sound engineer behind me was practically smoking from pushing the faders so hard.

But the performance was absolutely amazing.

With the help of a top-notch sound engineer and a harmonies group, Jing Tian's high notes were steadily achieved.

Snowflakes drifted between the two people, while trailer clips from "My Love from the Star" switched on the big screen.

When Jing Tian stepped down, his steps were so light that it seemed as if he could fly.

She grabbed Zhang Jing's hand backstage and whispered in a shrill voice, "I finished singing! I didn't sing off-key!"

Zhang Jing glanced at the equipment on the mixing console that was practically smoking, and couldn't bear to tell her the truth. She just smiled and said, "Great, great."

The concert was nearing its end.

Jiang Chen changed into his last outfit, sat on the edge of the stage with his legs dangling in the air, and held a microphone in his hand, as if he were about to chat with a friend.

"Chengdu," he said, "I especially love this city."

The audience began to quiet down.

"Yesterday afternoon, Xiaotong, Yang Zi, Zhang Yisan, and I sneaked out for a stroll."

"We went to Kuanzhai Alley, ate 'Three Great Cannons' (a type of glutinous rice ball), and drank 'Gaiwan Tea' (a type of covered bowl of tea). Walking on the bluestone road, with old houses on both sides and plane trees overhead, sunlight filtered through the leaves and fell on our shoulders."

"At that moment, I felt that I wasn't a star, a singer, or an actor. I was just an ordinary young man, walking with a friend in an ordinary alley on an ordinary afternoon. The sun was shining, the tea smelled wonderful, and time seemed to move slowly."

"I wrote a song to express how I felt at that moment!"

"This is for Chengdu, and for you all."

He stood up and gestured towards the backstage area.

The music started, not electronic drums, not rousing strings, but arpeggios from a folk guitar, as clean as the morning air in Chengdu.

"It wasn't just the wine from last night that brought me to tears."

"What I'm reluctant to part with isn't just your gentleness."

Jiang Chen's voice was very soft, as if he were talking to you face to face.

There's no special technique involved; I just sang quietly.

The fans below the stage fell silent. The sea of ​​orange lights was still swaying, but there were no screams, no crying; everyone was listening.

"Walk with me on the streets of Chengdu, and don't stop until all the lights go out."

"Chengdu, the only thing I can't take with me is you."

As the last note faded, the entire venue fell silent for a full three seconds.

Then came prolonged applause.

Jiang Chen stood on the stage, bowed deeply to the audience, and remained so for a long time.

"Thank you, Chengdu. Thank you all."

"My new drama, 'My Love from the Star,' will premiere on July 15th. I hope you'll like it. And I hope you'll remember it!"

No matter which planet you're on, no matter how many years have passed, there will always be someone waiting for you.

The sea of ​​orange lights lit up for the last time, dazzlingly bright.

Jiang Chen turned around and walked backstage, his back straight.

The new drama will premiere on July 15th!

Nanjing University of Aeronautics and Astronautics.

In the laboratory building of the School of Mechanical and Electrical Engineering, Chen Duling had just come out of the drafting room, carrying a stack of A3 drawings in her hands.

Today she wore a simple white cotton T-shirt, light blue jeans, and her hair was tied in a ponytail, revealing her smooth forehead.

Several boys in the hallway turned their heads in unison when they saw her come out.

"————It's Chen Duling."

"She looks even better in person than in photos."

"She looked at me!"

"What are you looking at? They're looking at me!"

Chen Duling walked through them without looking to the side, exuding a natural sense of detachment.

"It's so cold—" a boy muttered softly.

"What's with the coldness? This is called goddess style. You think she's like those girls who post selfies all the time?"

"That's true, after all, she's someone who can outshine the Milk Tea Sister."

"I heard that the 'Milk Tea Sister' is not satisfied?"

"It's no use complaining, the vote difference is huge. Chen Duling from China Southern Airlines and Zhang Zetian from Tsinghua University will be the two beauties from the North and South from now on."

"—You've been reading too many martial arts novels."

In February of this year, Facejoking, a campus voting website, launched a "National College Goddess Ranking" event.

The most beautiful girls from various universities were posted online for netizens to vote on.

Chen Duling's ID photo was uploaded by students from China Southern Airlines, and then the number of votes surged to first place.

Zhang Zetian, also known as "Milk Tea Sister," ranked second.

This result caused a minor sensation online.

But it didn't affect her much.

He did not give any interviews, did not post on Weibo, and did not even retweet the news.

She went to class, to the library, and back to her dorm as usual, living her life as if nothing had happened.

A boy in a basketball uniform ran over from the roadside, holding two cups of milk tea, and stood panting in front of her.

"Chen—Chen Duling, I bought milk tea, do you—do you want some?"

Chen Duling didn't stop walking.

"Thank you, no need."

"How about we add each other on WeChat? I can scan your QR code too—"

"Sorry, I don't add strangers."

She refused outright, decisively and cleanly.

The boy stood there, still holding the milk tea in his hand, his face full of embarrassment.

A classmate next to him walked over and patted him on the shoulder: "Dude, don't worry, you're not the first. You'll get used to it."

Chen Duling walked into the dormitory building, but none of her roommates were there.

She put the book on the table, changed into slippers, sat down in the chair, and let out a long sigh.

The school beauty, who was always aloof and composed on campus, finally revealed the expression of a twenty-year-old girl.

I'm a little tired, a little bored, and I feel like swearing.

She picked up her phone and opened WeChat.

On the screen, someone she had saved as "a defeated opponent" sent her two messages.

"My brother's new drama, 'My Love from the Star,' premieres today. Remember to watch it."

"Write a 1000-word review after watching it and report back to me."

Chen Duling stared at the screen for three seconds, then her lips twitched.

"Okay, okay."

"You're someone who gets a losing record every game, and you still have the nerve to ask me to write a review? Get yourself into Gold rank first."

There was a moment of silence on the other end, then a reply came: "That's a network lag."

"You always say the network is slow."

"This time it's for real."

"You said the same thing last time."

"It was true last time too."

The two of them had known each other for quite a while.

Well, we chat occasionally, but most of the time we're just gaming buddies.

Jiang Chen really enjoys hanging out with her.

This girl isn't stubborn; she's a bit of a straight woman. Don't let her quiet and gentle appearance fool you; she was a cosplay master back in the day.

Most importantly, this girl is an engineering student with an extremely strong competitive spirit.

When you chat with her, you don't need to think about any lines or try to figure out if she's implying something. If she says "you're bad," then you really are bad. If she says "you're okay," then you're really okay. If she says "I don't want to chat anymore," then she's going to study.

Being with her is very relaxing.

Chen Duling actually quite likes hanging out with Jiang Chen, because he's really bad at the game.

Not the kind of food you fake to trick girls into bringing, it's real food.

Still refusing to admit it —

His skills are terrible, he has no awareness, and he's always the last one to arrive in team fights. By the time he gets there, all his teammates are already dead. He stands in the pile of corpses and unleashes his ultimate skill, attacking thin air.

She watched him grow from an ordinary person into the big star he is today.

I didn't feel anything special.

She doesn't follow celebrities; she wants to build airplanes or work in laboratories in the future.

As a student majoring in Aircraft Manufacturing Engineering at China Southern Airlines, she has a heavy workload and frequent exams, so chasing celebrities is not on her schedule.

Of course, I still need to watch the new dramas that are available.

I still have to give face to the new drama of my "defeated opponent".

Otherwise, if this guy doesn't want to play games with her, she won't have anyone to criticize her.

After all, she's still a cool and aloof goddess at school, so she has to maintain a certain image to some extent.

She turned on her computer, and the first thing she saw was the opening theme song. She thought the song was quite nice, and it seemed to have been written by that guy.

The opening theme song ended, and the story finally began.

At dawn, the first light of day breaks over Yuegang in Zhangzhou.

The sea was filled with sailboats, merchant ships, fishing boats and official ships crowded the docks, and merchants from various countries shuttled on the shore. There were Ming Dynasty people wearing wide robes and sleeves, Korean envoys wearing small hats, and foreign merchants with curly hair and deep eyes.

Teahouses, taverns, cloth shops, and pawnshops—their signs and banners fluttered in the wind, their cries, shouts, and the sounds of mules and horses blending together.

"This is... the Ming Dynasty?"

Chen Duling was stunned for a moment. She thought it was a modern drama, but she didn't expect the opening to be a grand ancient costume scene.

A merchant ship was slowly approaching the shore. A teenage girl, dressed in simple clothes and holding a cloth bag, stood on the bow, curiously looking around at the unfamiliar city.

The boat suddenly lurched, the little girl slipped, and fell off the bow.

"ah----"

"Someone has fallen!"

"Help! Save them!"

"It's too late—"

At this critical moment, a silver disc of flying chess appeared, leaving everyone on the ship dumbfounded, including Chen Duling, who was also startled.

What is this thing?

At this moment, Jiang Chen appeared!

His entrance was so cool; time seemed to stand still, and the little girl was suspended in mid-air.

Jiang Chen was dressed in a long black robe, with a tall and slender figure, and a handsome and refined appearance.

He reached out and gently brushed away a drop of seawater that had stopped in front of him, then calmly and confidently walked towards her, step by step, as if his feet were stepping on empty air.

Sunlight streamed down from behind him, giving him a faint golden glow.

He walked to the little girl's side, put one arm around her, and gently lifted her up.

"Don't be afraid."

The little girl stared at him blankly, forgetting to cry.

With a flick of his wrist, he carried her lightly back to the bow of the boat, where they landed steadily.

Afterwards, time stopped and resumed.

The sounds of wind, voices, and waves rushed back in an instant.

The people on the dock all knelt down and kowtowed repeatedly.

"A deity! A deity has appeared!"

At the same time, the show also reveals to the audience that the male lead is an alien.

"Oh my god, how can he be so flashy?"

Chen Duling pouted and commented on Jiang Chen's stylish entrance. Although she complained, she had to admit in her heart that he was really handsome!

Actually, girls are less immune to handsome guys than boys.

The reason why normal people think girls are hard to pursue is due to modeling issues.

If the model is really good, you'll see just how proactive the girls can be.

Fans chasing after celebrities is a good example.

She steadied herself and continued reading—