Prodigal System

Chapter 48

With the Soaring Angel in the lead, the sports cars drove one by one towards the center of the stadium. Sheng Wenshi did a quick count and was almost speechless. "Oh my god. I ... i. there must be at least 40 sports cars here. Only the cars amounted to almost 30 million yuan!"

The bearded man sighed. "The missing child! He really is a lost child! This Hong Dali spent a lot of money just to make this entrance. I have to hand it to him."

With all the commotion on stage, along with 40 sports cars, the crowd started cheering while swinging their light sticks, illuminating the dark night sky.

It's not that these people don't see sports cards. This was the first time they had seen so many sports cars at once. Especially the Flying Angel who led the fleet. It cost more than four million yuan. A normal person might not even have the chance to see a towering Supreme Angel once in their life, not to mention two at a time. How could the crowd not go crazy?

In an instant, the audience grew curious about the identity of the singer. Where'd it come from?

Little could they know that this luxurious lineup had been specially arranged by Hong Dali so that he could waste it.

Two Soaring Angels began touring the stage along with a fleet of 40 sports cars. After touring the stage twice, the Soaring Angel began to climb up the slope backstage. All 40 sports cars began to climb different slopes at different angles. Some slopes are lifted at 10 degrees, some 20, about 30. The cars with low bumpers push the steel plates on stage. The crane began to lift these cars into the air.

Sheng Wenshi was stunned. "Why is this situation?" The bearded man was stunned. There was silence at the concert venue. Everyone was trying to understand the situation and the intentions of the organizers.

Soon after, the crowd went crazy.

The soaring Angel's main light was suddenly lit, followed by the Angel Prayer's headlight. The headlights and fog lights of all other sports cars are also turned on …

All lights shine in one place — on Li Nianwei, the singer who stands in the middle of the stage.

Li Nianwei wore a simple red and white short-sleeved top. His collar and sleeves are black. The workmanship is excellent, making it look petite. The round collar reveals a beautiful collarbone. Light blue shorts lay on her white and slender thighs. His black low-cut boots were simple and elegant. The thin red bracelet on his left hand shone with the reflection of the headlights.

His face was a classic oval shape, only slightly larger than a man's palm. She looks so perfect — as if she's out of the manga. Different from the large eyes possessed by a beautiful woman, her eyes were large, bright, and shiny. There was also a hint of sadness in his eyes. It seems he poured out his heart. His nose was tall and straight, and his thin and soft lips looked intoxicatingly ruby red. Two silver rings were hung on his ear lobes. His long black hair flowed like a waterfall, falling onto his slender shoulders.

She is beautiful. No one would think otherwise.

The stage is really luxurious and beautifully decorated. The light behind him was so dazzling and shocking to the crowd that they were all dumbfounded and speechless.

"Yes God ..." Sheng Wenshi almost drowned in his own saliva. "A surprising opening for the concert. How did the missing child come up with this? To use a car headline worth 30 million yuan to provide lighting for the stage ?!"

We all belong to the same world. How is the gap between our worlds so vast?

After a brief shock, his entire body felt limp. "I'm really impressed. This superprodigal .. I was impressed. I never knew such art could emerge from squandering. I must have seen it from the wrong angle. I must!"

Li Nianwei had yet to start singing, but the crowd was almost out of control.

The perfect formation, the luxury of the world, and a very beautiful woman. Everything seemed like proving to the crowd that they had made the right choice in attending this concert. This concert will definitely be a topic worth talking about for a lifetime.

At this moment, the audience was completely insane without hearing Li Nianwei sing. They might not know her name yet, but they knew this beautiful woman who emerged from such a beautiful scene would definitely make a name for herself in the entertainment industry. In the entire world, only he was worthy enough to stand at the top.

The goddess! She's a goddess!

This thought flashed through everyone's mind.

"A carving, between each eyebrow, over the heart. Between each punch, filled with thoughtful thoughts. Soaked, color ink flowing. Thousands of Classic Characters 1, all turned yellow …"

Hong Dali specifically visited Caiwei Entertainment to write the song, "Rolling Up the Beaded Curtain," for Li Nianwei as the opening theme. That song is good to hear. The melody was smooth and lingering, glamorous without being kitsch, and extremely mesmerizing. The song was in the stadium. It was as if the stars were losing their luster, and all that was left was Li Nianwei's voice. There was only one word to describe his voice: heavenly.

Sheng Wenshi and his friends were completely blown away. Melodies still lingered in their minds.

The bearded man carefully evaluated the lyrics in his mind. Engraving, between each eyebrow, above the heart of — the main character is a beautiful woman, and she attracts her lover. In the past, people referred "whiskers and eyebrows" to men. There is also a saying about "The man's face and the woman's skin" —whether a handsome man depends on the aura between his eyebrows. The main character lover should be quite handsome. She missed her lover with every line she made that formed an eyebrow.

"Among every blow, filled with brooding thoughts" —she recalled their fond memories from the time they were together.

"Used, the color of ink flowing. Thousand Classic Characters all turn yellow ..." —the people of ancient times used ink to draw. This woman should be a talented person in all aspects of — music, intelligence, intelligence, and art. The image he drew from his lover out of longing fully illustrates the charisma and good looks of his lover. His longing for his girlfriend is everywhere. Even that yearning to write in Thousand Character Classic —with thousands and tens of thousands of famous poets — cannot compare to its image.

"Good song. Great song. Great lyrics. Great singer!" The book The Thousand Character Classic