After the New Year's Eve concert ended, they left the gymnasium and went to the hotel. It was already past two in the morning. All of Jinling had changed to a neon night scene unique to the new year.
During the festivities, Song Fengwan had shouted so loudly that her voice was hoarse, and she felt exhausted. At this moment, she was lying on top of Fu Chen's back and shaking the fluorescent glow stick in her hand.
While talking about the exciting content of the concert, there were also some terrible performances, such as some singers who lip-synced but couldn't even match the lip movements.
"Put me down. You've been carrying me for a long time."
Song Fengwan had been very excited tonight. Her throat was about to burst from shouting, and her voice was still hoarse.
"It's alright. We're almost there."
