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Chapter 245 - 181 Forgot to Bring the Phone_2

Chapter 245: Chapter 181 Forgot to Bring the Phone_2

"The touch halts at my fingertip, how does it so suddenly freeze time?

Remember, looking into my steadfast eyes, there may be no tomorrow.

Before the vast sea of stars, we are but dust, floating in helplessness..."]

As the whole audience paused momentarily, they couldn’t help but lean in to listen.

However, many in the audience seemed to sense something, unable to restrain themselves from standing and peering towards the stage, their expressions excited, some girls even already screaming.

"Fate lets us meet outside of turbulent times, but destiny wants us to love amidst danger.

Perhaps the future is distant beyond light-years, I am willing to wait for you in the unknown.

I never imagined I could go crazy for you to..."]

The piano melody was light and nimble from the start, blending with a somewhat ethereal voice, instantly creating a misty, dreamlike atmosphere.

Along with the singer’s perfect modulation and visually rich lyrics, it felt as though one had left the noisy world, entering a vast, dreamy universe.

Meng Lang and Ou Lu, who were still in the midst of a lively discussion, also couldn’t help but stop and turn their gaze to the stage.

"A stubborn persistence to not let go, enough to ignite all hope.

The cosmos is vast and indifferent, yet our love is tiny and flickers.

The tumult is so forgetful..."]

The whole song, set against the grand backdrop of the universe, depicted extremely delicate emotions—love.

Though small, love is grander and more majestic than the universe itself...]

There was some commotion in the audience, as many had already recognized the voice’s owner.

And when that person on the stage momentarily lifted his head at that moment, revealing his handsome face, the crowd went wild!

"Oh my! It’s Zhao Ge!"

"My god! My idol!"

"Zhao Ge! Zhao Ge! Zhao Ge!"

"Ah! Zhao Ge, I love you!"

The scene went from a lukewarm children’s theater to a concert-like fan frenzy in an instant.

Meng Lang was stunned for a moment.

Zhao Ge? He had also heard the name not long ago; it seemed he was Duan Xiaoyi’s idol.

Seeing the reaction around him, this guy’s popularity was higher than he had imagined?

He couldn’t help but click his tongue in amazement.

It’s no wonder, being in the heart of the Yangtze River Delta metropolis, even a city school kids’ performance could invite such a star.

After finishing the song "Light Years Away," Zhao Ge bowed to the audience with a very amicable smile, and then exited amidst the cheers and applause of fans.

Then, it was time for the final award ceremony.

"I announce, the winner of the ’Canglang Cup’ gold award is... the sign language dance ’Thousand-Handed Guanyin’ brought by the students of the Su City School for the Deaf!"

Winning the silver award is...

Winning the bronze award is... brought to us by the children of Qing Song Primary School, the wonderful drama—’X Chronicles’!

Now! Let’s invite our special guest, Zhao Ge, to present the awards to the winning children!"

"Clap clap clap~"

Amidst applause, the three winning teams, including Xiao Yu’s performance group and their team leader Mr. Fang, came on stage to accept their awards.

Zhao Ge handed the gold and silver trophies to the team leaders’ hands, one by one.

Then he took the bronze trophy from the hands of a lady of ceremony, and came in front of Xiao Yu with a smiling face.

"The performance was amazing!"

Xiao Yu took the trophy and smiled sweetly, "Thank you!"

"Zhao Ge, hello! I’m their class teacher, and I am also your devoted fan!"

Mr. Fang, thrilled, stepped forward and firmly shook Zhao Ge’s hand, his face flushed.

The trophies are here! The prize money is here! And the idol is in hand!

This is the pinnacle of life!

Zhao Ge didn’t mind and flashed Mr. Fang a killer smile.

"This novel performance is really nice, I like it very much. Was it your idea?"

Mr. Fang was taken aback for a moment; she thought she would be satisfied with just a handshake but didn’t expect Zhao Ge to strike up a conversation, which thrilled her.

She stuttered, "This... that... You liking it is truly an honor! Actually, the idea isn’t mine; it came from a comic brought by one of the kids!"

A kid’s comic?

Zhao Ge was startled for a moment, then shook his head and chuckled.

"The boundless imagination of children always amazes me."

Having said that, he smiled again and shook hands with Mr. Fang, then left the stage.

"Ah~ He’s so approachable~" Mr. Fang held her hands to her heart, her eyes twinkling.

But the next moment...

"Ah! Why isn’t it a gaming console?"

"Yeah! Where’s the promised gaming console?"

"Exactly! Teacher, you gave the wrong prize!"

Mr. Fang turned around to find that her group of kids was already a bit unruly.

They looked at the fine stationery and books in their hands, along with a signed autograph from Zhao Ge, clearly disappointed.

Seeing that other nearby winners were watching, Mr. Fang hastily glared at them!

"Quiet! Everybody quiet down and line up!

What gaming console, these prizes are much better than a gaming console!"

Zhao Ge’s autograph! I’d like to have it too!

Alas, the prizes are all theirs, I don’t have anything...

She thought her stern look might control the situation.

But, she overestimated her own "authority" as a class teacher...

"I don’t want stationery, nor the autograph! I just want a gaming console! Wahhh~"

The chubby kid holding a board was the first to crack, bursting into tears with a "waah."

"We were promised a gaming console! Wah~"

"It’s true! Liar! Wahhh~"

A child’s crying is infectious, and sure enough, the second and third followed.