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Chapter 152: What kind of man is 152?

Chapter 152: What kind of man is 152?

"Is it really that funny?"

Jiang Chen, with his hands in his pockets, walked out of the subway station, a faint smile playing on his lips. He didn’t look like a typical hardworking student from a prestigious university. Instead, he had the air of a rascal with an insouciant charm.

"Since you have this talent, why don’t you study acting?"

Li Shuru glanced at him, her cheeks still flushed.

"Well, I’d like to, but acting requires a certain image," he sighed.

Jiang Chen sighed.

"Image shouldn’’t be a problem for you," she said.

"Is that so?"

Jiang Chen laughed.

"It’s not easy to finally meet someone who can recognize true talent."

Li Shuru’s lips involuntarily curled into a smile again. "Was your past seriousness all just an act?"

Shrugging his shoulders with shameless pride, Jiang Chen said, "I actually have many virtues you just haven’t discovered yet."

Li Shuru laughed silently, smoothed her hair, and walked on.

That evening, both seemed to reveal sides of themselves unknown to others: one was no longer the icy and arrogant belle of the faculty, and the other was no longer the studious top student.

Choosing not to drive turned out to be the right decision. The area around the stadium was jam-packed with people to the point of immobility. The frenetic jostling sea of people was a sight to behold.

With cars at a standstill on the road, their honking horns filled the air with irritation. Even the arrival of numerous traffic police to direct the flow could not ease the congestion.

Jiang Chen had heard that some people had doubted Jay Chou’s popularity, believing he couldn’t match the idol she adored. This had forced numerous middle-aged and elderly fans to rally, igniting a vigorous movement to defend their youthful idol.

Although Jiang Chen hadn’t taken part in it, judging by the current scene...

Was it possible to make such a maneuver in bib overalls?

Eighteen thousand yuan was indeed a bit pricey, but some things are worth their price. After ticket inspection and entry, Jiang Chen and Li Shuru’s seats were right in front of the big stage, merely thirty meters away from the performance area, an absolutely prime location.

The concert had not yet started, but the atmosphere was already electric. The audience kept streaming in, and the venue was buzzing with excitement. The stadium, capable of seating a hundred thousand people, was gradually filling up.

"Honestly, this is my first concert."

It was also Jiang Chen’s first time experiencing such an atmosphere, and he found himself uncontrollably affected, his emotions rising and falling slightly.

"Should I be honored then?"

Li Shuru responded with a playful tone.

"Shu Rui, have you arrived at the venue?"

Zheng Jingjing made a video call right on time.

"Yeah, we’re here."

Li Shuru raised her phone, and the camera captured not only her face but also the teeming crowd and roaring noise behind her.

"It’s so lively!"

Zheng Jingjing exclaimed, filled with envy, then couldn’t help but grumble.

"It’s all because of that guy Jiang Chen being stingy. It’s just a ticket, would it have killed him to give it to me?"

"Zheng Jingjing, hasn’t the teacher taught you that it’s unkind to speak ill of someone behind their back?"

Jiang Chen interrupted.

"Didn’t the teacher teach you that eavesdropping is rude?"

Zheng Jingjing shot back quickly.

"This isn’t eavesdropping, I’m listening openly and honestly."

"Friends from East Sea, how are you all doing?"

On the stage, lights flashed in all directions as Jay Chou made his grand entrance.

"Alright, I’ll talk to you later."

Li Shuru ended the video call and turned her attention to the stage, her eyes revealing a hint of admiration.

Slanting bangs, bell-bottoms, a sequined suit jacket—underneath the bright lights, the nation’s unquestionable King of Music smiled and waved to the crowd, his style as extravagant and humorous as ever.

Of course.

Jay Chou is never just for show.

The long-anticipated atmosphere instantly exploded.

The fervent fans, flushed with excitement, screamed at the top of their lungs.

"Jay Chou! Jay Chou! Jay Chou!"

What does it sound like when a hundred thousand people scream together? It’s like your eardrums are buzzing, and the ceiling of the stadium is about to be lifted off!

"Hey, not bad!"

Jay smiled, nodding his head and saying his usual catchphrase, feeling pretty cool, and then started the show with the classic song "Qi Li Xiang."

"The sparrows outside the window, chattering on the telegraph pole, you said this sentence, has the feeling of summer..."

This song was among Jiang Chen’s top ten favorites, but unfortunately, the environment was too noisy at that moment. Because of the song’s popularity, everyone was singing along, especially the short-haired girl two seats away who seemed to think it was her own concert and was almost shouting her lungs out, even overshadowing Jay’s voice.

Jiang Chen was helpless but could understand the girl’s excitement, not showing any dissatisfaction. He watched her for a while before turning his attention back to the music king who had influenced a generation.

After all, if it was just about listening to music, there was no need to travel and spend so much money to attend a concert when you could listen to it on a phone or computer, and the quality of sound would be much better.

The hundred thousand people gathered here just to pay tribute to their youth, which was either fading or already gone.

"Does anyone have a song they want to hear?"

Jay’s concerts were always casual, singing some songs and then interacting with the audience.

"Flower Sea!"

"Love Confession!"

"Remains of the Chrysanthemum!"

...

The shouts competed with one another.

With such diverse requests, Jay stood on stage, scanning the crowd, planning to pick someone at random.

"That girl there."

Jiang Chen was taken aback.

It seemed like Jay was looking in their direction?

He wasn’t seeing things.

The expensive ticket was worth it. If he had been sitting in a peripheral seat, he wouldn’t even dream of such "luck."

Of course.

Jay had mentioned a girl, so clearly it wasn’t him; Li Shu Rui was the one chosen.

When the spotlight hit her, Li Shu Rui was also somewhat dazed until a staff member hurriedly handed her a microphone, and she came to her senses.

The girls next to her were so excited they were about to jump, all sending envious glances her way.

"Hello."

Jay greeted politely.

Despite being the unapproachable goddess at East University, in such a situation, facing ten thousand people in the stadium and the watchful eyes of the music king, Li Shu Rui still couldn’t help but be a bit restrained and even nervous.

"My fans really are beautiful. Did you come here alone?"

Jay asked with a friendly smile.

"I came with friends."

Li Shu Rui held the microphone, trying to maintain her composure.

"Your boyfriend?"

Jay asked with a bit of gossip.

At his words, Li Shu Rui couldn’t help but sneak a glance at the person next to her, with whom she had already shared a bed and even met each other’s parents.

"No, no."

"Heh, then what song would you like to hear?"

Jay dropped the subject and steered the conversation back.

Li Shu Rui pondered for a moment, then pursed her lips.

"I would like to request ’What Kind of Man.’"

As soon as she said this,

Jiang Chen’s face suddenly stiffened.

Jay on the stage also instinctively froze for a moment.

On the big screen of the stage, they gave Jiang Chen a close-up at just the right moment.

The stadium that could hold a hundred thousand people instantly burst into an uproar.