Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping

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The concert went smoothly, and every area was full. Even in such an ordinary and non-innovative concert, there are still people who are addicted to her singing, just like the singing of stories.

Time passed quickly. In less than three months, she finished eleven concerts. Tonight, she returned to City A and planned to open the last concert.

At that time, she sat in the background to check the songs to be sung tonight, and the wine to screen her for the final costume.

"I don't wear black clothing today." Luo dusted his eyes and paused on the white-colored clothing: "Wear it white!"

The wine has been lingering for a long time, and he said: "It is a good thing to think so."

One year ago, since he left in the north, Luo Dust was basically wearing black or dark clothes, whether he was on stage or in other places.

She knew what she was for, but there was no way to stop her.

If she did not encounter Luo Ding, she never believed that there was such a obsession in the world.

Can't escape, can't let go.

“Is it?” Luo said with a soft voice: “I just don’t want to stay here.”

Going back to chaotic space, it is most important to meet that talent again, instead of staying here wasting time.

The mission has been completed and she should leave.

However, she always felt that she owed him a concert and the last concert.

"Where are you going?" The little wine snorted and asked quickly.

"Traveling the world?" Luo Ding thought and thought: "Don't say this first, the song "She came to listen to my concert" that I originally wanted to sing, I want to sing in the last song."

"Well, ok, I went to the field control arrangement." The little wine nodded and walked out of the lounge.

Luo dusted in front of the mirror, looking at himself in the mirror, there was a feeling of strangeness.

She seems to have not taken the mirror seriously for a long time.

As soon as the concert started, a group of fans cheered her name under the stage and shouted.

If there is anything in the world that is reluctant, it must be her fan.

"Well, let's sing the last song for everyone, the name of the song is called-"

"She - come - listen - I - play - sing - will -" fans fans shouted the song of the song, the accompaniment sounded slowly.

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I sang her intoxicated, I sang her heartbreak,

She tried not to make herself look tired,

Years are listening to us singing no regrets,

Singing to tears in the applause,

Sing to myself crying...

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The right hand gently licked her cheek, and she found that she had already burst into tears.

It turns out that the true singing voice can touch people, and it is touching the people with stories.

The light stick fluttered and gave her the best curtain call.

At the same time, backstage.

A woman wearing a military green camouflage suit came in and had a clean ponytail.

I saw her gently lifted her hand and patted the shoulder of the small wine: "Can you help me?"

"what--"

The little wine slowly looked up and saw the woman's figure in the mirror screaming out.

The two security guards quickly walked up and wanted to hold the woman down, but she was thrown by her beautiful shoulders and hurt on the floor.

"you……"

"How? I won't recognize me!" The woman gently rubbed her hair and said: "It hurts my girl's heart. It seems that I am really old."

"No... you..." The little wine was so excited that he couldn't speak, and the tears fell down.

"That's a new look!" The woman chuckled: "My name is Su Orange."