Chapter 170: : National Lover Ye Wumei

Baili Mingyue said: "Why do you still have to discuss with my dad? You are so good, if you teach me martial arts, my dad will definitely be a hundred willing!"
"Because the martial arts I taught you is very special, you can't learn anything else after you learn mine, so be cautious! Don't worry, you can't learn martial arts in a day or two. ."
"Oh, okay!"
Baili Mingyue was a little frustrated, but after seeing two butterflies flying lightly from the pavilion, she chased it out with a smile.
At dusk, the two came to a nearby cake shop and asked the waiter to make a small birthday cake on the spot, and then put in 18 birthday candles.
Under the "persecution" of Baili Mingyue, Fang Bai sang a happy birthday song without tune. In his singing, Baili Mingyue blew out the candles and silently agreed to his wish, then cut the cake open and talked to Fang Bai. Eat it up.
"Mingyue, what is your wish?"
Fang Bai asked casually while eating the cake.
"I have made three wishes in total. Guess what..."
"Hope your mother gets better soon?"
"You guessed it, this is the first one."
"I hope that every time you celebrate your birthday in the future, you will be with your parents and be as happy as today?"
"Wow, another correct guess, you are so smart! Well, this is the second one. How about the third?"
"Hope your academic performance is getting better and better?"
"Wrong answer!"
"I hope you will be admitted to a prestigious university in the future?"
"Wrong again!"
"I hope you get longer and more beautiful?"
"wrong!"
"Then I can't guess. Tell me, what is your wish, maybe I can help you realize it."
"I won't tell you! I won't tell you if I die!"
The light in the cake shop shone on Baili Mingyue's delicate little face, which looked very charming, and it was unclear whether it was the cause of the light or her face was a little red.
"Why is it getting hotter and hotter in this spooky weather!"
Baili Mingyue put down the cake in her hand, covered her hot cheeks with both hands, and complained loudly.
Ten minutes later, the two walked out of the cake shop with an ice cream in each hand, and walked on the street in the evening breeze.
When I passed by the vicinity of the Yanjing Gymnasium, I found that this area was crowded with about tens of thousands of people. Those people gathered in groups of three or five, discussing something with joy.
"Ye Wumei! It's Ye Wumei!"
After seeing a huge star poster hanging at the entrance of the gymnasium, Baili Mingyue suddenly became excited, and tightly grasped one of Fang Bai's arm, and said: "I remember, tonight at seven o'clock, Ye Wumei sang It will be held here!"
"Who is Ye Wumei?"
Fang Bai felt a little trembling when he saw Baili Mingyue's excited speech, feeling baffled.
"You don't even know Ye Wumei?"
Baili Mingyue looked at Fang Bai like an idiot.
"Why should I know? Is she famous?"
"Not only is she famous, she is very, very, very famous! She is a'national lover'! In the entire Chinese world, from eighty to eight years old, there are probably not many people who don’t know her! You don’t know. Oh, I was defeated by you!"
Baili Mingyue took Fang Bai's hand, walked to the huge poster, pointed at the glamorous and charming female star on it, and said loudly: "Did you see it, she is Ye Wumei, film and television song Sanqi Star! Isn't she pretty? She is my idol!"
Fang Bai looked at the female star on the poster carefully and nodded, "Well, it's really beautiful, but you're no worse than her!"
"really?"
Baili Mingyue was shining brightly by Fang Bai's boastful eyes.
"Really."
"Ye Wumei is a big star. Not only is she beautiful, she can sing, dance and act, how can I compare with her? Fang Bai...I...I want to see a concert!"
"Then go buy a ticket!"
"But it's so expensive! Look at the poster, the worst position costs 300 yuan, and the best position costs 3,000 yuan!"
"I've said that I will accompany you to have fun today...Let's go buy tickets!"
When Fang Bai arrived at the ticket office with an excited look of Baili Mingyue, he was informed by the conductor that the tickets were sold out.
"Don't worry, let's think of another way."
Fang Bai looked at Baili Mingyue's disappointed look, unbearable in his heart, and pulled her to the place where the crowd gathered.
"Beauty, handsome guy, do you sell tickets? I'll double the price!"
The two walked to a couple of lovers, and Fang Bai asked with a smile.
"Not for sale."
The couple shook their heads and walked away.
Fang Bai took Baili Mingyue in this way and kept asking. When he put the price to 20,000 yuan, he finally got two tickets from an older couple.
Although the location of the tickets is not the best, Baili Mingyue is already very content, but Fang Bai spent too much money, which made her feel a little embarrassed.
For Fang Bai, 20,000 yuan is a drop in the bucket.
Since getting the space ring in the cave at the bottom of the tiankeng, Fang Bai has successively withdrawn millions of money from his bank card and threw it in the space ring for later spending.
In addition to millions of cash, the nine-nine-nine-eighty-one night pearl in the space ring is also a huge wealth. If Fang Bai wants to, he can exchange the night pearl into cash at any time.
It's just that Fang Bai is not short of money, so there is no need for exchange.
Before entering the concert, Baili Mingyue bought two light sticks and a poster of Ye Wumei. I hope that if she has the opportunity, she can have Ye Wumei sign a name on the poster and post it on herself when she returns home. bedside.
After entering the gymnasium, Fang Bai found that the stadium of 80,000 people was full of seats. Almost everyone was like Baili Mingyue. Holding Ye Wumei's poster in his left hand and waving a light stick in his right hand, Ye Wumei hadn't even appeared yet. Someone is yelling her name.
At 7:30, the concert officially started, and all the lights gathered on the gorgeous stage in the center of the stadium.
Amid the hoarse screams of fans, Ye Wumei, wearing a white costume, slowly descended from the host of the stage, like a fairy descending from the heavens.
At the same time, there was a musical prelude with a misty antiquity.
After the music sounded, the screams around gradually stopped, and the fans put their ears up, ready to listen to the idol’s sound of nature.
Wearing a white dress, Ye Wumei suddenly had a three-foot green sword in her hand. Accompanied by the soft and soothing rhythm of music, the long sword in her hand is as fast as a dragon, graceful as a fright, and matched with a swallow-like light body. , Performed a set of beautiful sword dance on the stage.
"This Ye Wanmei is also a warrior."
Fang Bai whispered to Baili Mingyue beside him.
"No wonder the sword she dances is so beautiful."
Baili Mingyue gently swung the light stick in his hand, focusing on Ye Wumei in the center of the stage with an obsessive and intoxicated expression.