In addition to insiders, reporters and game experiencers, this year's spring mobile game press conference also brought a large number of fully armed fans.

A group of people flocked in, squeezing the audience out of nowhere.

The reason is no different - the soundtrack team of the new mobile game will be released, and CDs and peripherals will be released.

Luo Ning was preparing in the backstage, and the person in charge of the studio came over and patted her on the shoulder: "The fans may ask you to sing a few songs on the spot later and be prepared."

The girl in the makeup mirror showed a surprised expression. She immediately turned her head and said anxiously: "Brother Yang! I agreed to show my face!"

The man said in embarrassment: "There are many fans today. People from the organizer said they want to take the opportunity to stir up the atmosphere, and there are more people watching the live broadcast."

"But..." Luo Ning was about to refuse, but the girl sitting next to her had already called out before her, "Boss! You know Qian Ning can't sing in public! You'll find a way to push it!"

The man frowned, ignored her, and only looked at Luo Ning: "There are so many fans coming today, so I can't let them go back in disappointment. Qian Ning, look... can you overcome it a little?"

Luo Ning pursed her lips and couldn't handle it for a while.

Someone called Brother Yang, and the man turned his head and said he would come soon, and then patted Luo Ning on the shoulder: "Please, Qian Ning."

After he finished speaking, he left, leaving Luo Ning with a embarrassed look on his face and the indignant pianist.

"Why is Brother Yang like this? You know you can't sing!"

Luo Ning shook her hand comfortably, walked to the door, looked at the venue slightly - a dark area, holding a banner and a support stick.

Her heart tightened and she shrank back in fear.

If you can't sing, you will definitely not sing!

...

Even though Brother Yang helped Luo Ning reject the organizer's request, the host still called her name in the second half of the press conference.

Washed onto the stage by the shouts of fans, Luo Ning looked at the crowds of people below the stage and immediately changed from ignorance to nervousness.

The hand holding the microphone trembled slightly to her lips. She forced a smile and greeted everyone.

The accompaniment sounded along with the enthusiastic cheers from the audience, and the familiar music lingered in her ears, but she couldn't sing a word.

She stood in the center of the stage stiffly, with her long eyelashes trembling under the spotlight. Fortunately, she put on makeup, otherwise she would see her sudden pale face.

After the long three-minute accompaniment, the venue was silent.

The host thought that Brother Yang said that Qian Ning could not sing in public, and he was immediately upset that he refused to listen to the advice and insisted on ordering her to go on stage. When he was about to make a sound to smooth things over, he heard someone shouting in the crowd:

"Chi Ning, come on!"

It was like a fireflies suddenly breaking into the heavy night, finding groups of friends, and the inspiring voices lit up the entire venue.

"Come on!"

"Don't be nervous!"

"Big! Support you!"

At this time, there were also barrages of cheering in the live broadcast room - completely different from the ridicule when someone was tricked on the stage in high school.

The blank space in Luo Ning gradually retreated. She held the microphone and felt even more moved in her breath.

"Thank you..." She blinked hard, the wetness on her eyelashes was illuminated by the spotlight, making her black eyes more and more dazzling. "For some reasons, I can't sing in public, which disappoints everyone..."

"It's okay! We will always support you!"

"What's the reason?"

"I didn't accompany the master to overcome it, okay?"

One after another, shouting came up onto the stage, Luo Ning sniffed, and the water in her eyes flashed.

The audience seemed to be no longer the black hole that swallowed her, but the river that filled the sky with fireflies on the summer night.

The wind is gentle, the heart is quiet, and the hands you hold are warm.

She closed her eyes, as if she was back in her second year of high school. The boy crossed most of the playground and walked up to her, raised his head, and there was a clear light in his phoenix eyes, saying one by one:

——"Luo Ning, look at me and sing to me, okay?"

At this moment, a tall figure passed over the crowd and walked to the stage. He raised his head and said to the person with his eyes closed on the stage:

“Do you need accompaniment?”

Familiar voice, seemingly careless tone.

Luo Ning opened her eyes suddenly and fell into a pair of burning phoenix eyes - a face that was still so beautiful that it was unremarkable, and her facial features faded away from being green and more mature and awe-inspiring.

But he is still him.

It is the boy in my memory who dyed all the seasons into summer.

She is her unique hero.

The two figures gradually overlapped, and the three words "Bo Qiancheng" surged to the lips.

She opened her eyes in disbelief, and the water swayed in her eyes.

Is it a dream?

Wasn't he the graduation ceremony this morning?

How could it... suddenly appear here?!

"Damn it! It's Ningcheng!"

"Who?"

"Game commentary on the Ningcheng!"

"My husband in Ningcheng is here?!"

Hearing the commotion in the audience, Bo Qiancheng pretended to be helpless and said to the girl who was staring at him in a daze, "It's really a burden to be too handsome." He shook his hand, "I'm coming back to my senses, can you be stunned by the handsome?"

"Yeah, so handsome."

Luo Ning's serious answer made his heart suddenly jump, and he immediately turned his face uneasy and his ears were red.

"Fat ball, I'm back."

"Um."

"I won't leave again this time."

"Um."

"Marry me."

"Uh-huh?"

Luo Ning was stunned, suspecting that the venue was too noisy, so she heard it wrong, so she suppressed her heart and asked uncertainly: "What did you say?"

Such embarrassing words will be fatal once, but she didn't hear the fat ball clearly?!

Bo Qiancheng glared at her angrily, saying that they were all about to get married, so why are they still as confused as before?

He turned over to the stage, cleared his throat, and awkwardly took out a box from his arms: "Listen, I'll say it last."

A fan from the audience screamed: "Proposal?! Live broadcast or not!"

Please, propose?!

Luo Ning breathed and opened the box. When she saw the dazzling diamond ring, she was shocked.

The person in front of him was blushed by the cheers of fans in the audience, and raised his hand in anger and shouted: "Can you be quieter? Are you proposing here!"

Organizer and host: “…”

This is a new game launch conference. No one else can grab the venue and get so righteous...

Although he was embarrassed, Bo Qiancheng still knelt down. He held the diamond ring, his voice trembling with nervousness.

I haven't been so timid in my lifetime!

"Fat Ball, marry me!"

Without waiting for an answer for a while, he couldn't hold it in his arms, raised his eyes and glared at her, and whispered, "Do you dare not agree to try!"

It's so fierce to propose a marriage...

Luo Ning laughed. If he hadn't known that he was gentle by nature, who would have dared to marry him?

The fans in the audience started to make a fuss again-

"The goddess married me! Don't promise him!"

"Husband! I do!"

"Promise him! Promise him! Promise him!"

Luo Ning wanted to tease him for a while, but the person in front of her had already burst into tears. If she didn't agree, she would be furious.

He responded with a smile: "Okay."

As soon as he finished speaking, the man who was kneeling on one knee stood up and took the diamond ring cover to her hand without saying anything. Finally, he picked her up in the waist and shamelessly said to the fans below:

"Your master, I've taken it away."
To be continued...