With the final thanks from Ye Xinghui and others, the concert ended.

Crack Crack Crack Crack Crack Crack!

The lights in the venue were bright, and everything that was illusory returned to reality. It seemed like the 50,000 audience members who had passed away realized that there was no one at the top of the bare jade-like pillar, but there were seven people standing on the central stage below.

"Master Xinghui, will I come to see your concert next time?"

A girl wiped her tears and shouted loudly.

"good!"

Ye Xinghui smiled and then ordered to the fans: "There is a bus outside the venue to pick it up. If there is no car, the bus can wait a moment. The bus will deliver it to you near your home and will also send the audience from afar to a designated hotel for a rest."

"Everyone must be home safe!"

Fifty thousand fans shouted together: "Thank you, Xinghui, we will always support you!"

Ye Xinghui waved his hand again and watched the fans leave.

soon.

Tens of thousands of spectators left the venue, and the inside and outside of the venue had been cleaned up by sanitary workers.

In addition to Ye Xinghui and the seven people, there were also five people added to the center stage.

Su Caiwei walked to Ye Xinghui with a smile and said, "I won't bother you, I'll go back first!"

"Do you want to send it to you?" Ye Xinghui said.

"No, Cao Yingying is going to drive!" Su Caiwei responded.

Under Ye Xinghui's gaze, Su Caiwei left the venue with a brisk pace. It can be seen that although she was a little tired after performing two shows, she should be in a surprisingly good mood.

Now the whole stage is full of my own people.

Ye Xinghui turned his head and said, "Xu Lei, Zhao Wenlin, why didn't you two leave?"

"Boss, you haven't replied to what we asked you in the background just now!" Xu Lei said with a tough bullet.

Ye Xinghui sighed and explained: "It's not that you two won't let you learn dance, but that you two will go awry because of this. Xu Lei and Wenlin, think about it carefully, sing and dance, singing and dancing, singing in front and dancing in the back, right!"

The two nodded, but didn't know what it had to do with learning dance.

"Actually, with your two conditions, it's okay to practice dancing. What should I do if I have a song? With your two voices, should I hand over the song to someone else and you two go to dance?" Ye Xinghui looked at the two of them speechlessly.

Although the last F4 album sold a lot, it was criticized more. The key point was the voices of the two. Thinking of this, their hearts, which were a bit hot, gradually became cold.

The two who understood the taste did not force it.

Everyone cleaned up briefly, then stood up and left the venue.

Shen Sicheng took two steps to Ye Xinghui and pointed behind him: "Boss, what should I do with the 'Century Concert Hall' venue?"

"Don't worry, I'll handle it!"

"Um!"

After sending Zhong Xiuxiu, Shen Sicheng, Zhao Wenlin and Xu Lei into the car, Ye Xinghui said to [Photon Data]: "Open the thermal imaging scan of the 'Century Concert Hall'."

Three seconds later, [Photon Data] showed that no one was staying in the venue.

“The venue is closed!”

After a slight vibration lasting less than ten seconds, the huge "Century Concert Hall" disappeared in front of everyone, replaced by a colorful pillar and a large square integrating leisure and entertainment.

Even Ye Xinghui, Chen Xiaofei, Zhao Qiaoqiao, Mo Mo and others emphasized countless times that when this scene happened, they still covered their mouths in shock.

Mindfulness, who had just left for a while, was about to turn the car, looked at the rearview mirror, and his pupils suddenly shrank and took a breath of cold air.

Siga! The car parked on the side of the road.

"Is this another function of the 'Century Concert Hall'?" said meditating.

"What is Sicheng looking at?"

Xu Lei and Zhao Wenlin behind slowed down one after another.

Contempt and thrust towards the direction of the 'Century Concert Hall': "Look at it yourself!"

"Damn it! It's true!" Xu Lei grew up his mouth.

Zhao Wenlin was also shocked. Such a large venue disappeared on the horizon in a few seconds. Except for a colorful cylinder more than ten meters high, everything else disappeared, as if it had never existed.

Several reporters not far from the Film Building were also shocked, and then raised their cameras with a happy expression and quickly took a few photos.

A medium-sized nanny car drove from New Taipei District toward Ye's family in Xinyuan Hutong, Longchang District.

It was mid-February, and the temperature in the car was moderate due to the air conditioning. In addition to Chu Ruofang who was focused on driving, only Liu Hanyan and Ye Xinghui were still chatting in a little while, and the others were already asleep.

Liu Hanyan whispered: "Ahui, did you contact 'Yanjing Ticket Industry Service Co., Ltd.'?"

"No, it was just a greeting boy to contact him."

Ye Xinghui shook his head: "I thought it was not reliable to be a rich second generation, but I didn't expect that the greetings were really good. Song Yao was also looking for a very good person!"

"Song Yao is the person in charge of 'Yanjing Ticket Industry Service Co., Ltd.'?"

"Yes, from the tone, I should be a child of a big family, but I just happened to be in charge of this company!" Ye Xinghui recalled the past of the conversation between the two.

"Song Yao really has a set, a concert ticket, book a bus, and a hotel." Liu Hanyan said with a smile.

"Yes, it's the first time I've seen a woman compete with you in this regard."

Ye Xinghui agreed with this. After just having a brief contact with Song Yao, he felt the aura of a strong business woman that he only saw in Liu Hanyan.

......

The concert of Dance tonight has ended, but the topics related to the concert are still hot. Countless netizens from all over the world have been discussing it on major websites online. Among them, the most popular one is the discussion area of ​​Xinghui Film’s official website.

"Tonight's songs and dances are so ignited. From the beginning to the end, I have never changed the stage, and even accepted all the advertisements!"

"Hahaha, so do I, but I watched it a little late. Zhong Xiuxiu's "DJ version of Star Moon Myth" began, which is a pity!"

"Did you listen to the other songs of Chumomo?"

"I heard that "Blame Me" and "Sun Shangxiang" are both very good. Including "Learn to Meow" in total, I have purchased three songs. I am listening to them in a cycle now. I am almost brainwashed!"

"I didn't expect that Xinghui's sisters are so strong, and the songs are more classic than the other!"

"After saying so much, have you downloaded "Jing Dance Team"?"

"I'm going down, I'll take a look and it's down to 54%. I'll be able to play tomorrow!"

"I downloaded it too, so I'm looking forward to it..."

The more than 50,000 fans who left the scene were in a state of peace. Among them, one of them was a girl named Qiqi. Tonight she received the biggest gift, which was the top that Ye Xinghui threw out when she was singing.

On the way to the bus, many people tried to buy it, but she refused them all.

Of course, young people always have a sense of showing off. After she got home, she quickly logged into the IC and showed off in a large group full of Ye Xinghui's fans.

The female group owner chatted privately: "Qiqi, do I want this piece of clothing for you? Do you sell it?"

"Not selling!" Qiqi replied in seconds.

"What's going on with 00,000 cash?" The female group leader was still a little unwilling to accept it.

“I really don’t sell it…”

...(To be continued)
Chapter completed!