[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-i-have-10-trillion-dollars-only-usable-for-simpi":3,"chapter-i-have-10-trillion-dollars-only-usable-for-simpi-i-have-10-trillion-dollars-only-usable-for-simpi-chapter-955":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":20,"prevChapterSlug":21,"totalChapters":22,"novelImage":23},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":16,"volume":17,"translator":18,"content_hash":19},557379,807,"Chapter 955 - 955 690 Later Us_2","i-have-10-trillion-dollars-only-usable-for-simpi-chapter-955",955,"\u003Cp>955: 690 Later Us_2 955: 690 Later Us_2 “Sigh.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luo Peng let out a helpless sigh, shook his head, and followed them out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What happened to Ai Qian?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Shao and Bai Zheli had also heard the news through Luo Peng; being classmates, they had tried contacting Ai Qian, but to no avail.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I don’t know; Jiang Chen didn’t say.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luo Peng said, “But don’t worry, she’s been found, she’s now in Chang’an.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Chang’an?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Shao puzzled, “What is she doing in Chang’an?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“How would I know.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luo Peng gave a wry smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mayday seems to have a concert in Chang’an soon.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luo Peng and Li Shao turned simultaneously towards Bai Zheli, who had spoken.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>————\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The heavenly gates open wide in the palace of Jiutian, and nations in robes pay homage to the royal diadem.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A simple line of poetry fully captures the once flourishing prosperity of this ancient city.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without a doubt,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This city is the symbol of Shenzhou’s once pinnacle, a historical footnote left by the land of the East standing at the peak of the world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chang’an Cultural Center.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The crowd was deafening.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>People who had come from all corners of the country filled the venue, capable of accommodating thirty thousand, to the brim.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Suddenly missing you, where are you, happy or suffering…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amid the waving of numerous light sticks, the band’s lead singer extended the microphone forward, sparking a massive singalong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“We were so sweet, so beautiful, so believing,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So wild, so passionate in those days,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why must we still\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Age into our own happiness and regrets…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boys yelled till their voices cracked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Girls sang with tears streaming.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A song becomes a classic often because it resonates emotionally with people, letting them see their own experiences and stories within it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Chinese music scene is declining.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The internet is flooded with what could be called spiritual garbage, songs that follow the same rhythm and melody churned out like assembly line products, continuously harming the public psyche.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perhaps, for this reason, some have withstood the test of time, still stand at the vanguard, still shining brightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not many dare to hold concerts now, and even fewer can spark a chorus of thousands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The number of bands nationwide that can achieve this is exceedingly few.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But after all, they are Mayday.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A band that people inscribe into their life goals.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How many have written in their bucket lists to attend a Mayday concert one day?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I fear sudden silence,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I fear sudden concern from friends,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I fear memories suddenly surging, twisting in relentless agony…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The young man beside Ai Qian was already overwhelmed, singing along with everyone, his neck veins bulging, eyes reddened, features distorted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What happened to ‘real men don’t cry easily’?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ai Qian didn’t tease the handsome young man next to her or disturb him; she seemed unaffected by the mood and quietly listened to the whole venue singing, out of place with her subdued demeanor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“We originally invited a guest, but they had a last-minute issue and couldn’t come, so we decided to adjust this part,”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After the song ended, the lead singer holding the microphone stood at the center stage and smiled, “You all sang so well just now, I think you could stand on the stage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So, we plan to invite someone from the audience to sing with us, what do you think?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cheers and shouts rolled like a flood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Since everyone agrees, let’s start without wasting any more time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It’s getting late, and there might not be any rooms left in the hotels.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The lead singer’s joke made the entire venue erupt with laughter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The singer turned and waved his hand as a signal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, the giant screen for stage broadcast displayed the drawing process.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>First the section.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then the row.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then the seat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Start.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the singer’s words landed, the front section began to roll first.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Stop!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Friends in Section C, get ready.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The southeast part of the venue became restless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ai Qian did not join in the bubbling emotions around her, serenely enjoying every minute, every second.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Continue.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once the section was confirmed, the following row began to roll.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Concerts are not limited to singing; they must also engage and entertain the audience.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arabic numerals swiftly shifted, blurring the eyes with their speed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Row 7.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was clear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When the result appeared, some people in row 7 of Section C in the southeast part of the venue even jumped uncontrollably.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing the fixed number on the giant screen, even Ai Qian, who had been aloof, couldn’t suppress a hint of surprise on her face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tickets to Mayday concerts were always hard to come by.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, the venue was filled with tens of thousands of people.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To be picked in this row?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The final result is about to be revealed, let’s see who the unlucky one is!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The last seat number began to roll.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Stop!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under the gaze of thousands,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the numbers slowly stopped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Number 8!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Friend in seat 8 of Row 7 in Section C, please stand up and raise your hand.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The young man with the crew cut, who had just shown genuine emotion, turned his head to the left in a daze, not even bothering to wipe the tears at the corners of his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Where his gaze landed, Ai Qian’s face also showed utter disbelief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Friend in seat 8 of Row 7 in Section C, are you here?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You didn’t go to the bathroom, did you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hurry up, stand up!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The young man quickly reminded her, quite eagerly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ai Qian steadied herself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The lights had already skimmed over the heads and fallen on her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It gave an unreal, dreamlike feeling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Stand up!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The young man nudged her arm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ai Qian then slowly got to her feet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I apologize for what I said just now, beautiful, please come on stage.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The lead singer, who had jokingly referred to her as the unlucky one, corrected his error immediately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under envious glances, Ai Qian, bathed in dazzling light, walked stiffly toward the stage as if in a dream.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“May I ask your name?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ai Qian.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ai Qian, nice to meet you.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What song can you sing?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…I’m quite familiar with all of your songs,” Ai Qian said instinctively.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The lead singer, showing surprise, said, “So you’re a true fan of ours.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How about we sing ‘The Us of Later’?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under the watchful eyes, as she faced the microphone extended by her idol, the surreal feeling intensified.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sea of people around her seemed to turn into indistinct phantoms, and the noise became ethereal and void.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ai Qian?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ai Qian showed a slight smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Might as well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Let it be a dream.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So, ‘The Us of Later,’ for everyone.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unlike most pretenses, this band truly improvised, daring to pull a spectator on stage to perform live.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luckily, Ai Qian’s singing was not bad.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“And then,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>they say your heart seems healed,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>someone has started to guard it for you,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Should I feel relieved, or should I be pained…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The lead singer signaled to her with his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ai Qian picked up the microphone, “I only hope the later you, can be happy,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That’s what the later me, wishes the most,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The us of later, walk side by side,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just not together anymore,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chasing our respective lives…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The lead singer nodded, gave a thumbs up, then held the microphone out to the whole venue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Dear,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>remember the twists and turns we walked together,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>those that brought us to this moment,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Let precious life have its gains and losses,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wrap regrets with new happiness,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just moving on towards the future,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Letting go completely, even if it’s hard,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Don’t look back at me, dear…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone instinctively hummed along softly, gazing at the stage with a dreamy look in their eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The slowly waving glow sticks were like stars.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Having the chance to stand on a concert stage was rare, but many had been to KTVs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ai Qian, standing on the stage of a top domestic band that was also her idol, gripped the microphone and gradually composed herself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“In some place another you remains,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Where another me smiles,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another us still loving deeply,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Forever taking our place,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If that thought is enough.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The lead singer picked up the microphone, and together with the crowd, they began to sing in unison.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No matter what happened to the later story,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Make the later life worthwhile,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The later us, I look forward to,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing you truly\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>free in the tears.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amid the sea of people,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In a remote part of the venue far from the VIP seats,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A young man who once promised to bring a girl to the Mayday concert quietly watched the stage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under the gaze of thousands,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The lead singer gratefully shook her hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under the brilliant convergence of lights,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The girl’s face was indiscernible, yet she radiated 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