FWF Chapter 143 Retreat! Retreat quickly!
Chapter 143 Retreat! Retreat quickly!
Just as the photographer was celebrating this incredible footage...
The initial excitement of the audience gradually dissipated, transforming into shouts and cries.
"goddess!!!"
"One more! One more!"
"Jiang Baizhi! I love you!"
"Encore! Encore!"
The trio of Su Ze went completely mad. Gu Dapeng even tried to climb over the railing and rush onto the stage, but was held back tightly by the security guards next to him.
"Let me go! That's my brother-in-law's sister! I need to deliver water!"
on the stage.
After withdrawing from the state of manipulating the audience.
Jiang Bai wasn't too happy. On the contrary, he looked at the out-of-control scene, at the door that had even blocked the passageway, at Gu Dapeng's red eyes, and at the wolfish shouts of the crowd.
He felt a chill run down his spine.
At that moment, the confidence I had just felt vanished, replaced by a cold sweat that instantly soaked through my clothes.
"We've already had our fun, this isn't enthusiasm at all..."
"This is practically a zombie apocalypse!"
"Sing it again?"
"Are you kidding me? This is clearly endless!"
"I have to run. If I don't, these people will either rush up to me or block the backstage area when the show ends..."
"I can't take this gear off even if I wanted to!"
Jiang Bai made a decisive decision.
Forget about farewell speeches and interactive activities!
He bowed deeply to the audience, then turned around, grabbed the nearest man in black, and whispered:
"Retreat! Cover my retreat!"
I just walked up to the side curtain strip.
The host, microphone in hand, greeted them excitedly.
"Jiang Baizhi! That was amazing! Everyone's calling for an encore, how about you...?"
"I'm not coming, I'm not coming!"
Jiang Baitou shook his head vigorously, interrupting the host before he could finish speaking:
"My mom's calling me home! Goodbye!"
After saying that, he didn't give the host a chance to react. Lifting his skirt and wearing white sneakers, he rushed into the backstage like a gust of wind.
"Quick! Grab your things and let's go!"
Jiang Bai rushed to the corner, grabbed the errand boy who was watching the bags, and called to the other five people:
"Don't go through the main entrance! Go through the side entrance!"
"Hurry, hurry, hurry!"
...........
In the shadow of the side curtain strips.
Lin Feng, holding his guitar, had just performed a heartfelt, tearful rendition of "Love You" on stage.
Although the applause from the audience was good, it was instantly overshadowed by the sweet version of "I Love You" that followed.
"well......."
After watching the performance, Lin Feng sighed and prepared to leave.
I looked up.
His feet seemed to be nailed to the floor.
Not far away, six people wearing fox masks and tight black clothes were forming a tight-fitting defensive formation.
And in the center of the iron barrel formation.
The figure that haunted his dreams—Jiang Baizhi—was hurrying over.
The black trench coat was slightly open.
The sailor uniform bow tie underneath was visible.
as well as.......
Those white over-the-knee stockings, gleaming under the dim light, tightly hugged her calves and knees.
The slight fleshy glimpse revealed by the stockings and the perfect combination between the stockings and the pleated skirt is simply a visual assault!
"boom--!"
Lin Feng felt a burning sensation in his nasal cavity and almost bleed on the spot.
"White...white stockings?!"
"It's even more alluring up close than on stage!"
"This is just too... too unfair!"
Lin Feng's hands were trembling as he held the guitar.
He looked at Jiang Bai, who was surrounded by everyone like a star, and at her exquisite and aloof profile.
A deep sense of inferiority arose spontaneously.
She is the bright moon in the sky, and I am the firefly on the ground.
"She is about to become a campus goddess and a future queen of the entertainment industry."
"And I... am just a clown who sings sad love songs."
"I'm not good enough for her."
Lin Feng shook his head bitterly.
But he was unwilling to just leave like that.
"At least......."
"At least I should congratulate her!"
Even if it's just as a silent guardian!
Lin Feng took a deep breath, mustered all his courage, took a step forward, and called out in a trembling voice towards Jiang Bai:
"Jiang... Jiang Baizhi!"
"You sang very well just now!"
.......
Surrounded by six delivery guys and girls, Jiang Bai was in a state of high tension.
He was quickly looking for the side door to get out.
Sudden.
A faint, mosquito-like shout reached my ears.
"Um?"
Jiang Bai subconsciously raised his head.
A pair of large eyes, filled with confusion and wariness, scanned the surroundings.
My gaze slid over the side curtain strips, over the lighting rig, and over Lin Feng, who stood in the shadows, his face flushed.
"Who called me?"
"Nobody's here?"
Jiang Bai couldn't see the person clearly and thought he was hallucinating or that some staff member was shouting.
"Forget it, never mind."
"Hurry up, hurry up, let's go!"
then.
Jiang Bai withdrew his gaze and strode towards the side exit, casually tugging at the top of his socks that were digging into his flesh.
however.
This scene, however, appeared to Lin Feng in a completely different light.
The goddess heard his voice!
The goddess raised her head!
Her clear, cool eyes swept over him indifferently!
He didn't speak.
No expression.
They didn't even linger for long.
He was moved away so gently, as if he were just an insignificant speck of dust.
"hiss--"
Lin Feng clutched his chest, feeling as if his heart had been pierced.
It's not pain.
It's awesome!
"Too...too aloof!"
"That's the aura of a goddess!"
"She saw me, but she disdained to respond to the clamor of the world."
"She's like Chang'e in the Moon Palace, only to be admired from afar, never to be touched!"
Lin Feng stared intently at Jiang Bai as she adjusted her skirt, watching the faint glimmer of white silk in the darkness.
His gaze gradually hardened, even taking on a tragic air of "though I die nine times, I will not regret it."
That's enough.
"Just one glance from her is enough."
Lin Feng, holding his guitar, slowly retreated, disappearing into the deeper darkness.
He muttered to himself, reciting a line of poetry that was extremely affected, but which he considered extremely appropriate for the occasion:
"The bright moon hangs high..."
"It once shone alone upon me."
"That's enough, that's enough!"
..............
Jiang Bai slipped out through the side door of the auditorium. The night breeze outside, carrying the fragrance of flowers and grass, instantly dispelled the suffocating tension backstage.
"call......."
He took deep breaths of fresh air, feeling as if he had just surfaced from the bottom of the water.
"Safety!"
"retreat!
Jiang Bai turned around and looked at the six delivery guys and girls who were still wearing fox masks and looking excited. He took out his phone and readily transferred money to each of them, plus the red envelopes he had promised earlier.
"Thank you all for your hard work!"
"Mission accomplished! Codename 'The Silence of the Lambs' officially disbanded!"
"Remember, if anyone asks later, just say it was a regular commercial performance, and you didn't see anything!"
"Don't worry, boss!"
"The boss is so generous! We'll definitely come back to you next time you need work!"
Six deliverymen and women happily took the money and left, disappearing into the night.
After seeing off this group of "tools," Jiang Bai didn't dare linger. He jogged all the way and slipped into the familiar men's restroom in the old teaching building.
"Click".
The door closed.
At this moment, the toilet is the safest place in the world!