Chapter 228

Lu Yilan, the night of heartthrob concert, officially started at 11:00 this morning at the Beijing cube Museum.

Ten years.

Ten years later, Huo Ling and Lu Yilan, from the national scum and the national scum's beauty disaster, successfully transformed into the national husband and the happiest woman in the whole dynasty.

You may not know what the allusion is, but you can't help but know what the existence is.

The night of heartthrob is said to be the last concert to be held by Lu Yilan.

The theme is, to love.

Her love, oh, isn't it the national husband.

Even though they knew that the concert was dog food, a group of single dogs went on one after another and chanted on Weibo, "I believe in love again!"

At 11:00 in the morning, the water cube was full of people. Lu Yilan stood on the stage and was ready.

When the light came on, she leaned slightly and sat down.

Fingers across the black and white keys, melodious music, opened the prelude of the whole concert.

One song is over.

She stood up, and the assistant next to her immediately handed over the microphone.

"Thank you for coming to this concert today, because this is the last ticket I left in the music world."

"Today's theme is dedicated to first love, dedicated to love."

There was a lot of noise.

Huo Ling on the VIP seat raised her head. Although she was not far away, the light was too dim for him to see Lu Yilan's face clearly. "Zhou Yin, what's the lady talking about?"

"Ah, boss, madam is talking about the theme of the concert."

"Well?" He was stunned for a moment. "Didn't she say that this is an ordinary concert? And What's the theme? "

"Well." Zhou Yin is a little tangled. Does this mean that his wife should tell her boss that she will be more romantic.

He thought, and found that his head was knocked, "say ah."

Zhou Yin

"Boss, my wife just said that this is a concert dedicated to my first love and my beloved."

"Dear?"

Suddenly his heart beat twice.

Not long after the theme was finished, Lu Yilan began to play the piano again.

Huo Ling suddenly felt that there were only two of them left in the whole field.

Piano light, trance, very soft, very simple shot into his heart.

What a beautiful voice.

How beautiful.

Seeing that the boss was intoxicated, Zhou Yin didn't say anything.

The whole concert lasted three hours. After Lu Yilan finished playing the original music, it was already one o'clock in the afternoon.

The meeting hall suddenly brightened up.

……

The piano was moved down.

Lu Yilan changed his simple school uniform and walked slowly.

"Wow!"

"Whoa, whoa, whoa

This posture, we need to do something!

All the people under the stage are boiling up!

"Lemon, lemon, lemon, lemon!"

"Lemon, Sego!"

"Hello, everyone."

There was a lot of enthusiasm.

Lu Yilan smiles, "the night of heart, besides the concert, there is another A separate little column. "

"I remember that a man once told me that he dreamed of becoming a tramp singer, but he couldn't hear it --"

this inaudibility brought the whole atmosphere to another climax.

Listen! no See you!

Isn't that Huo Ling?

The painting style is very strange. When I was young, I wanted to be a tramp singer!

"So, I'll help him with his wish to sing."

At the same time, huge logos have appeared on the stage screen.

-Heart stirring night · Concert -

- Lu Yilan, dedicated to Huo Ling -

"because he couldn't hear, he made a silly subtitle."