Chapter 885: Milu, the Genius Arranger, Is Here!

Lu Xinnuan quickly rolled up her arms with a gentle and generous smile, and raised her hand to wave to a man and a woman walking opposite.

"Little uncle, Miss Shen!"

She recognized Fu Yu and met Shen Yixin a few times.

but don't want to-

Fu Yu seemed to be concentrating on something, and when he passed by her, he didn't even look at her, and just walked past her.

Lu Xinnuan's hand froze in the air, which was very embarrassing.

She's clearly right under her nose, but she doesn't exist in the other party's eyes at all!

Ignore it completely!

On the other hand, Shen Yixin suddenly felt that something was wrong, looked back, and after suddenly realizing it, she became very dull, she just nodded at Lu Xinnuan, picked up her pace and quickly followed Fu Yu towards the entrance.

Fu Yu and Shen Yixin came to the ticket gate and breathed a sigh of relief after receiving Lu Mian.

"Mianmian!"

Fu Yu greeted Lu Mian, while Shen Yixin took the extra two tickets and went to the ticket inspector to explain the situation.

Lu Mian put away her phone, a little confused.

Xiao Qimo asked in a low voice, "The message you just sent to your little uncle?"

"Ang." Lu Mian answered vaguely.

With the help of Shen Yixin, a talented piano girl, Lu Mian and Xiao Qimo went in smoothly.

When passing by the ticket inspector, the other party's eyes seemed to flicker hesitantly.

Lu Mian didn't care, and entered the infield together with her little uncle.

And Lu Xinnuan was standing next to them, completely ignored from beginning to end, top to bottom.

"Heart warm, that... let's go backstage and prepare for the show!"

Xue Lu took Lu Xinnuan's arm and went to the backstage.

Shen Yixin took Lu Mian and Xiao Qimo to a separate area. The location is moderately far from the stage, not a VIP location, but it is considered relatively good.

After all, the central positions in the front row are reserved for celebrities, big names, and seniors in the industry.

Lu Mian naturally followed Shen Yixin, and as she got closer to the seat, she finally saw clearly who was sitting in this area.

"Hey, these are all fans of Milu. We bought tickets together specially, just waiting for Mr. Milu to appear!" Shen Yixin explained with a blushing face, the twinkling stars in her eyes showed how much she was looking forward to.

She knew that Lu Mian could play Milu's music, and she was probably also a small fan, so she brought them here.

Lu Mian glanced at the fans in this area. They were holding official support cards in twos and threes, with the words "Ghost Arranger" and "Mr. Milu" flashing brightly on them.

Lu Mian raised her head and rubbed her sore temples.

Xiao Qimo smiled gently at Shen Yixin.

"Miss Shen, congratulations." He said sincerely.

After all, tonight, she has accepted Shen Yixin's love, and the other party has always advanced and retreated with restraint, so she can be counted as a member of their circle. It's nothing to say a word of courtesy.

Shen Yixin smiled subduedly, "It's my honor to be able to congratulate Master Mo."

As she spoke, she looked at the center of the stage with some fascination, her gentle face trying to restrain her emotions.

Others don't know what Milu means to her, only she knows.

In the gloomy days and the time when she was forced to give up her dreams, it was Milu's song that made her grit her teeth and survive the most difficult stage.

Milu's tune is like Populus euphratica in the desert.

Life is not dead for a thousand years, death is not for a thousand years, and death is not for a thousand years.

Tenacious, stubborn, willful, indulgent.

Forever kingly pose.

Tonight, she just wants to take a look at the king in her heart.

I believe that all the Milu fans present here also feel the same way.

Just like Fu Yu, didn't he also have a hard time?

Fu Yu's gentle and humble gaze swept across Shen Yixin's face, and the light in his eyes seemed to flicker for a moment, and soon disappeared. He invited Xiao Qimo and Lu Mian to sit down, and the fans behind him specially handed over a new support card.

"Everyone is braised powder, don't be shy!"

Lu Mian held a shiny card: ...

Xiao Qimo looked back at the fan group of nearly a hundred people behind him, and roughly estimated the ratio of male to female, half to half.

After sitting down, he asked Lu Mian, "Milu...is it a man or a woman?"

Could it be that the girl said not to be angry because of her past, referring to the fact that she likes Milu?

Didn't the little bastard say that W is her only idol?

"..."

Shen Yixin covered her mouth, and heard the hidden meaning in these words.

"We all call him Mr. Milu, Mr. Mo, you said he is male or female? But don't worry, Miss Lu's heart will always be with you. If you have heard Milu's music, I think you may also like it Come on this ghost arranger..."

Fu Yu also coughed lightly, and as a little uncle, hinted to Xiao Qimo not to be jealous.

"..." Xiao Qimo pushed down his glasses to ease the embarrassment a little.

Forget it, there are elders around, so let's hold back.

The three talked to each other, only Lu Mian was too silent.

"That..." Lu Mian pinched the mask with her fingers, let herself take a deep breath, and finally opened her mouth with a strange expression, "I want to say something."

Both Xiao Qimo and Fu Yu looked at her.

Shen Yixin was about to listen, but the phone in her palm rang first.

She apologized: "Miss Lu, I'm sorry, I have to go out here to give people two tickets, just wait for me for a while!"

Shen Yixin picked up her bag and walked away while answering the phone.

Xiao Qimo keenly caught the key words, "Mr. Fu, isn't it us who you were picking up just now?"

Fu Yu shook his head, "I was picking up two fans. I saw you two standing over there halfway, so I picked you up first. What's wrong?"

"..."

Xiao Qimo didn't speak, but looked at Lu Mian with deep eyes.

What happened, I have to ask the little bastard.

Lu Mian watched Shen Yixin's back gradually drifting away, and slowly withdrew her rather complicated eyes.

She coughed, "None of you are allowed to be angry tonight."

Fu Yu:?

Xiao Qimo:?

When the two men were confused, Lu Mian took off his mask and got up while fanning the wind.

"I'm going to the bathroom first."

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Lu Mian didn't go to the bathroom, but went backstage.

The staff who came and went trotted anxiously and eagerly, their busy appearance was in stark contrast to the leisurely and leisurely Lu Mian.

From time to time, Lu Mian could still hear conversations such as "Mr. Milu is here" and "Host, please get ready" from their walkie-talkies.

She lifted her legs and went to the chief planner's lounge.

As the chief planner of this music festival, Qiao Yaqian spoke to the walkie-talkie in a hurry.

"Assistant Fang, come over and check the process for me one last time. I'm going to pick someone up right now."

Assistant Fang: "Mr. Qiao, who is the other party? Can I ask you, the chief planner, to pick him up?"

"Mr. Milou! I have invited him several times, and I finally invited him in person."

Assistant Fang: "Ah! That should be picked up in person..."

"The man is at the ticket gate now. He doesn't have a ticket. I have the ticket. Come and help me!"

After Qiao Yaxi finished speaking, she opened the door of the lounge, just as Lu Mian had already walked over.

The two met each other so unexpectedly.