Chapter 620: with translation of chapter title

The next day, early morning.

The streets of Xiang Jiang have already begun to be filled with the concert atmosphere.

The sea breeze of Victoria Harbour, carrying salty, humid mist, gently brushes each billboard in Causeway Bay.

Xie Tingfeng's massive concert poster occupies almost every prime advertising spot—he wears a black leather jacket, cradles an electric guitar, his gaze sharp as the overconfident rock teen of ten years ago.

In the lower right corner of the poster, the four gilded characters "Ten‑Year Promise" glitter in the morning light.

Online.

On Weibo's hot search, ten topics appear, and six of them are dominated by news of Xie Tingfeng's concert.

#Xie Tingfeng Concert Countdown#

#Wang Fei Arrives in Xiang Jiang#

#Hong Guan Tonight Sleepless#

After Re Ba saw the news online, she froze for a moment: "Honey, the whole internet is full of Brother Tingfeng's concert news!"

Speaking, she hands her phone to Lin Mo, who is feeding Nuan Nuan breakfast.

Lin Mo just glances, chuckles lightly: "Normal. He hasn't held a concert in ten years." Then he wipes the milk stain from Nuan Nuan's mouth and says, "Drink more slowly."

At this moment.

The hotel doorbell rings.

No need to think; who else would come at this hour besides Yang Mi?

Sure enough, after she comes in she's all excited: "I'm going, I just went around outside, and everywhere there are Old Xie's concert posters!"

Because she's close with Xie Tingfeng, privately Yang Mi always calls him Old Xie.

Of course, it's not just Yang Mi; everyone else calls him that too.

Re Ba laughs and teases her: "Didn't sleep well last night? Look at those dark circles popping out~"

"I'm excited!" Yang Mi plops onto the sofa. "This is Old Xie's first concert in ten years; do you know how exaggerated it is outside?"

Indeed exaggerated. Outside, record stores have long queues, and Xie Tingfeng's classic albums are sold out.

In tea restaurants on every street and alley, the TVs replay his old concert footage. Even taxi drivers chat with passengers in broken Mandarin: "It's Xie Tingfeng, tonight Hong Guan is packed!"

In the afternoon, Lin Mo also went around the film crew.

The shooting of Fast and Furious 3 is already fully on track, no need for him to worry about anything.

After tonight's concert ends, they'll have a few days of fun in Xiang Jiang, and it's about time to head back.

At six p. m., outside the Hung Hom Sports Arena, crowds already fill the scene.

At this moment.

In the backstage lounge.

Xie Tingfeng sits in front of the makeup mirror, the stylist adjusting his hair, and the lounge is already bustling.

One could say that most of Xiang Jiang's stars have arrived.

Chen Yixun, Twins, Deng Ziqi, Rong Zu'er, Chen Weiting...

As for Cheng Long and Hua Ge, they haven't arrived yet.

Of course.

On such an important day, Wang Fei is naturally present.

A Sa excitedly leans in: "Brother Feng! Director Lin really coming tonight?"

Xie Tingfeng raises an eyebrow and smiles: "Of course!"

A Jiao's eyes light up: "Wow! Then later could you get us an autograph? I've watched Director Lin's Robots several times!"

Deng Ziqi can't help but interject: "Me too, me too, I follow every installment of the Fast and Furious series, and Batman: The Dark Knight is really awesome!"

Before Xie Tingfeng can answer, Huo Wenxi beside him laughs teasingly: "Why don't you ask Wei Ting? He worked with Director Lin on 'The Lost Tomb', they're very familiar!"

Chen Weiting sits on the sofa playing on his phone, looks up with an innocent face: "Sister Mani, don't mess around, how could I dare disturb Director Lin..."

A Sa immediately turns to Chen Weiting, hands clasped: "William! Help me out! You've acted as Zhang Dafoye!"

Chen Weiting helplessly spreads his hands: "Alright, alright, when I see Director Lin later, I'll ask for you."

At this moment, Rong Zu'er pushes the door open, coffee cup in hand: "What are you talking about, it's so lively?"

A Sa immediately pulls her over: "Joey! Director Lin Mo is also coming tonight to watch Brother Feng's concert!"

Rong Zu'er widens her eyes: "Really?"

"Each of you, how are you more nervous than me?" Xie Tingfeng looks at the group of star friends gathered around him, shaking his head and laughing.

Seeing this, Huo Wenxi claps: "Alright, alright, stop crowding Tingfeng, let him focus on preparation..."

Before she finishes, Wang Fei, who has been sitting quietly beside Xie Tingfeng, suddenly whispers: "Tongtong is also a fan of Director Lin."

Xie Tingfeng, hearing that, immediately turns, leans toward Wang Fei's ear and whispers: "Don't worry, later I'll get you an autograph."

"Wow! Brother Feng, you're abandoning principle for looks!" A Sa is the first to jump up protesting, "We begged for half a day and got no answer, and Sister Fi solved it with one sentence?"

A Jiao and Rong Zu'er join the heckling: "Exactly! Brother Feng is too biased!"

Deng Ziqi covers her mouth and giggles: "I've had my fill of this dog food~"

Wang Fei's ears turn slightly red from the remarks, yet he maintains his usual coolness, lightly kicking Xie Tingfeng: "No one asked you for help."

Xie Tingfeng smiles indulgently, turns to everyone and says: "Alright, alright, everyone help, everyone help!"

Chen Weiting, watching the commotion from the side, doesn't think it's too much: "Brother Feng, your preferential treatment is too obvious!"

Rong Zu'er suddenly thinks of something, eyes bright: "Sister Fi, how about you get us an autograph? Brother Feng will definitely listen to you!"

Wang Fei, amused by this lively bunch, rarely cracks a joke: "That depends on your performance."

"Sister Fi~" A Sa immediately rushes over, hugging Wang Fei's arm coquettishly, "You're the best!"

The lounge instantly erupts in laughter.

At that moment, the stylist came over holding a setting spray: "Feng Ge, it's time for the final setting."

The crowd only then dispersed, but the air still brimmed with a joyful atmosphere.

The time reached six thirty.

The lounge door was pushed open again, and Cheng Long and Liu Dehua walked in, instantly sparking another round of cheers.

"Long Ge, Hua Ge!"

Next, when they saw Lin Mo.

Oh my, Director Lin!

Seeing Director Lin so up close, each of them got wildly excited!

A Sa's eyes widened instantly, and she grabbed A Jiao's arm, her nails unintentionally digging into the flesh.

"Ahhh, it's really Director Lin!" A Sa screamed in a breathy voice, her whole body jolting like she'd been electrocuted, bouncing in place twice and shaking A Jiao so she staggered.

Her delicate doll‑like face flushed instantly, looking just like a little fan who'd seen her idol.

A Jiao was pulled into a stumble, half laughing, half crying, she brushed off A Sa's hand: "Hey! You hurt me!" but soon she too got excited, unconsciously fixing her hair and collar.