Cheng Jian had a crush on a certain veteran singer. As a poor person, she worked hard and studied hard. She saved up for five years before buying tickets for her idol's last concert. She just got it...
News that idol died of illness popped up on Weibo.
She almost burst out of her nose and fainted from crying: "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu! Master Hui, if I could go back forty years ago, I would definitely buy all of your first edition albums."
[Goldfinger: Satisfy you.
When she woke up again, Cheng Jian had become the obedient daughter of a coal boss in the 1980s. Holding the endless banknotes in her arms, she burst into tears: My husband is dead, what do I need money for... Wait a minute! Eighty?
Thinking that idol is now twenty years old, she can do it again!
"This time, I will accompany you to return to the top!"
Shen Hui noticed something strange. Recently, there was always a little girl coming to the video store to watch DVDs. She would stay there all day long. She would not buy anything every time, and she would stare at him and giggle from time to time...
"Little girl, do you have a favorite singer? If you can't find one, I can help."
"Yes, yes, I like you!"
He was still a wage earner at that time, and he had never seen someone so proactive. His cheeks turned red and he forgot to respond.
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For every album he released later, this familiar figure would check in and line up on time.
When Shen Hui held his first concert, Cheng Jian booked the first row.
She carried a homemade two-meter soft light sign, hugged her best friend and shouted: My husband is so handsome!
After the performance, he left people behind: "What did you shout before?"
"Old... Husband."
He blushed and was inexplicably serious: "Okay, have you brought your household registration book?"
Cheng Jian:? ? ?
Later, when she was holding her marriage certificate, she still couldn't calm down: I got it for real!
*1V1 mutual favor and cleanliness.
[Salt or sweet science girl × calm and restrained singing superstar]
Note: This is a parallel world, please do not conduct research or substitute it into reality.
The cover of boots-boosted friend @~
Intention: In order to leave no regrets, we must strive to catch up.
