NOVEL NEXT Chapter 294: Zhao Min in Pure Desire Style
"Wow, that was an absolutely amazing performance."
"Is this really a Suye Group event, or am I at a huge concert?"
"This free event by Suye Group feels far more entertaining than concerts I've paid thousands for. I have to say, Suye Group is simply yyds, an eye-opener indeed."
The audience was sincerely moved by the Suye Group's event; it had truly shaken their hearts.
They felt attending the Suye Group event was so worthwhile.
Very soon.
At the Suye Group event.
Only the final act was left.
The crowd below started to grow excited.
What was the last act?
It's worth noting that the promotion for Suye Group's final event had already started seven days before.
Who is the star?
What kind of performance will they showcase for everyone here next?
This time.
Even Wang Ye took the stage personally to host this portion.
His gaze swept across the crowd before he addressed the audience:
"Next up, the star making an appearance is a female celebrity I've liked since I was young."
"She is the goddess of my heart!"
Wang Ye's statement.
It made the audience below start to speculate in their minds.
Liked since he was young.
That suggested the female celebrity was of a certain age.
A well-known, long-time celebrity who could be deemed a goddess by Wang Ye...
"Please welcome my goddess to the stage!"
Wang Ye's voice was passionate, stirring up the emotions of everyone in the crowd.
Right after Wang Ye finished speaking.
A woman slowly took to the stage.
The crowd who hadn't figured it out yet shifted their attention to the newcomer.
Very quickly.
Some recognized the celebrity and loudly called out her name:
"Zhao Min!"
"Oh my god, it's Zhao Min!"
"During this time, I didn't see any information about Zhao Min online, and I thought she had retired. But to think she would appear at a Suye Group event again!"
Zhao Min moved forward steadily.
Her steps were light.
She wore a white dress that exposed her delicate collarbones, with an entirely bare face.
The epitome of a pure, yearning style!
"The rose on a rainy day, waiting for what? I extend my hand to touch its leaves, touching..."
In the middle of the sweet singing, Zhao Min walked to the center of the stage, shoulder to shoulder with Wang Ye.
It also allowed the crowd below to see Zhao Min more clearly.
Upon looking,
the crowd below realized that Zhao Min's beauty was much greater than what they had seen on TV or their phones.
It was a difference of several times!
Moreover, these people in the crowd had been deeply attracted by Zhao Min's beauty just from seeing her on the internet.
Discovering that Zhao Min was much more beautiful in person than on the internet or TV, their emotions at the moment became even more excited, even more amazed.
"Holy crap! Is that Zhao Min? Why do I feel like Zhao Min is ten times, no, a hundred times prettier than what I've seen on the TV and internet! And she is without makeup! Ahhh, I'm dying, Zhao Min is killing me!"
"Too in love! Zhao Min! Goddess! Zhao Min is my goddess for sure! And Wang Ye, just now, was way out of line, wasn't he? Just now, he actually described Zhao Min like some auntie-level person, when Zhao Min is clearly more like a sister, alright!"
The crowd below,
both men and women, gazed at Zhao Min with a dazed look in their eyes, wishing they could somehow capture her and keep her within their sight forever.
After all,
sometimes girls are even more fond of looking at beautiful women than guys are.
The crowd below, while being stunned by Zhao Min's radiance, realized that Wang Ye had been standing by her side the whole time without any intention of leaving, which made them confused and curious.
"Strange, shouldn't Wang Ye be leaving at this point? What's he up to, staying next to Zhao Min like that?"
"Yeah, Wang Ye standing next to Zhao Min... Don't tell me he wants to sing with her?"
"Cut it out, how could Wang Ye possibly sing with Zhao Min? We've never even heard that Wang Ye could sing. If he tried to sing with Zhao Min, I feel like it would definitely lessen the effect of Zhao Min's singing."
After conjecturing for a while, the crowd below began to assume that Zhao Min was Wang Ye's goddess.
Wang Ye wanted to stay by Zhao Min's side for a little longer.
Even so,
it made some people in the crowd look at Wang Ye with eyes full of envy and jealousy.
They began to jest,
"Wang Ye is such a jerk, standing next to my wife, making me so jealous. Why isn't it me standing next to my wife!"
"What are you farting about! Zhao Min is clearly my wife!"
"Sigh, Zhao Min is great, but living with her every day, she seems just okay to me, since she's my wife. Sometimes, when you spend too much time together, you stop noticing her charm. If Wang Ye wants to stand there, then just let him."
After saying this with an indifferent face, the person then roared with a hint of reluctance,
"No way, I still feel pissed off, that's my wife Zhao Min we're talking about! Why does Wang Ye get to stand next to her!"
On stage,
Wang Ye was on stage, but he could hear every word from the crowd below crystal clear if he wanted to.
Wang Ye couldn't help but suppress a smile upon hearing what the people in the crowd were saying.
To think that just by standing beside Zhao Min at this moment, these folks were already feeling this way.
What would the crowd feel if they knew he had lived with Zhao Min since childhood, and that Zhao Min even fought to sleep with him at night?
The people below would probably be furious, itching to get rid of him, wouldn't they?
And then, after Zhao Min had been singing for a while, she turned her gaze to Wang Ye.
This made the crowd below feel a bit sour again.