The concert lasted for more than an hour. During this time Li Yueyue and the other women were screaming in excitement, and Song Yun, while listening to the music and the screaming, felt a tremendous amount of pressure.
Just then, a series of noises came from the sky. A helicopter appeared out of nowhere, flew to the stage, and hovered in the air. A soft ladder was thrown down from it, and a young man slowly climbed down the ladder.
Chen Mengjie was stunned. She remembered that during the rehearsal, there didn't seem to be such a part.
But Song Yun's gaze suddenly focused.
"The Marquis is here!"
The young man held a bouquet of roses in one hand, gripping the soft ladder with the other, climbing down step by step. The dozens of meters of height seemed like no obstacle to him. The music on site suddenly stopped, and tens of thousands of fans surrounding the area stopped shouting at the same instant, everyone staring at the man descending from the helicopter.
