Chapter 239: 239: Go to Yun Sheng’s Concert Together Chapter 239: 239: Go to Yun Sheng’s Concert Together “I’ll ask Lixiang,” she dialed Fang Lixiang’s number, “Lixiang.”

“Mm.”

Her voice sounded listless and nasally, as if she was sick.

“What’s wrong? Are you feeling unwell?”

Fang Lixiang sniffled, “It’s nothing, just a little cold.”

“Then let’s not go to the concert. It might snow tonight, and you shouldn’t catch a cold again.”

Fang Lixiang firmly disagreed, “How can that be, we finally got the tickets. I’ll be fine, I just need to dress warmly.” She continued on business, “By the way, remember to wear the clothes I sent you.”

“Oh.”

Xiao Yusheng’s support color was green. Fang Lixiang had bought two green long down jackets online, planning to wear matching outfits with Zhou Xufang.

As for Jiang Zhi…

Fang Lixiang had initially thought he wouldn’t go, but to her surprise, whenever Zhou Xufang wanted to go to a concert, Jiang Zhi would tag along. Just thinking about the three of them watching the concert together… she felt like Zhou Xufang was the teacher’s daughter, Jiang Zhi was the teacher, and she herself was the class’s worst student. It was like the class delinquent taking the teacher’s daughter out to play, and somehow the teacher followed too. Yes, that horribly awkward feeling.

The ‘teacher’s daughter’ asked, “How should we buy the glow sticks?”

The delinquent Fang Lixiang always felt the teacher’s imposing presence through the phone, her voice a bit weak, “Headband, light sign, KT board, and stickers, I’ve bought everything, you don’t need to buy anymore.”

“Mhm.”

Zhou Xufang ended the call and went to look for her clothes. It was her first time wearing green, and she found it particularly novel, “Jiang Zhi, do you have a green jacket?”

Jiang Zhi, leaning against a full-length mirror, replied, “No.”

The green down jacket on Zhou Xufang, even through a lover’s eyes, Jiang Zhi still thought she looked like a caterpillar.

Fang Lixiang’s taste was really questionable.

“Not even one?” Zhou Xufang wanted to wear green with Jiang Zhi.

Jiang Zhi answered, “No.”

Most of his clothes were black, gray, and white, and he’d only added a lot of pink because Zhou Xufang liked it.

Zhou Xufang thought for a moment, “Do you have a green hat, then?” Wearing a hat without a jacket could also work.

Jiang Zhi chuckled, “Do you think I’d buy a green hat?”

Right.

Boys probably don’t like buying green hats.

But Zhou Xufang still wanted to wear matching colors with him, “I remember you have a green sweater, just wear that.”

Inside, Jiang Zhi was reluctant, but his girlfriend had spoken, so he had no choice but to comply.

The concert started at 7:30 PM. Zhou Xufang and Jiang Zhi arrived outside the gymnasium at 6:00 PM. It was packed with people, from the subway exit to the square opposite the gymnasium, hardly a spot to stand. Supportive fans and vendors were everywhere, the chilly winter lively and bustling.

Fang Lixiang had arrived at 4:00 PM, her car parked at the edge of the square. After waiting for over two hours, she wrapped herself up securely and from afar, spotted Zhou Xufang and Jiang Zhi, peeking out and waving vigorously, “Xu Fang, Xu Fang, over here!”

Zhou Xufang also spotted Fang Lixiang and was about to run over when Jiang Zhi held her back, “Hold on, don’t let go, there are too many people here, we might get separated.”

He had barely finished speaking when someone clumsily bumped into them. Jiang Zhi pulled her close, trying to shield her in his arms. Even though they were only a dozen meters away from Fang Lixiang, they couldn’t avoid being jostled by the crowd.

Jiang Zhi, who was a bit of a germaphobe, looked visibly displeased after being touched and bumped.

Seeing Jiang Zhi’s mood swing with his handsome face, Fang Lixiang felt a bit intimidated, “Director Jiang.” That damned feeling of meeting the teacher again.

Jiang Zhi was usually not an easy person to get along with, but he was quite friendly toward Zhou Xufang’s friends, “Just call me by my name.”

Every time Fang Lixiang thought about how Jiang Zhi scolded people on set with a stern face, she couldn’t bring herself to say it; she opened the door of the nanny car and discussed important matters with Zhou Xufang, “Xufang, which light board do you like?”

Zhou Xufang pointed to a green, heart-shaped light board, “This one.”

“Then you hold this one, and I’ll hold this one.” Fang Lixiang handed her the light board and picked up a sunflower-shaped one, before symbolically asking a certain director, “Director Jiang, how about you?”

Jiang Zhi: “No.”

This clearly disgusted look, hidden because of his girlfriend’s liking and showing not even a hint of disdain, was all concealed in the furrowed brows of Jiang Zhi.

It went unnoticed, how submissive Director Jiang could be in front of his girlfriend. Afterwards, Fang Lixiang directly bypassed Jiang Zhi, and excitedly chatted with Zhou Xufang alone: “These are wristbands, peripheral headbands, and also hair clips.”

Zhou Xufang wore them all, that green ear and bow-shaped, twinkling headband–she really loved it.

Fang Lixiang slid three glowing, snake-shaped wristbands onto her wrist and pinned a ‘Q version Xiao Yusheng’ hair clip onto her head, “I had these custom-made, they won’t clash with anyone else’s.”

Zhou Xufang also picked out a headband for Jiang Zhi, a simple design, just a straight, finger-thick, thirty-centimeter-long green stick.

Like the antenna on top of Teletubbies’ heads.

Jiang Zhi thought it looked silly and refused, “I’m not wearing it.”

“There are too many people here, if you wear this, it will be easy to find you if we get separated.” Zhou Xufang tiptoed to put it on him but couldn’t reach; Jiang Zhi was too tall.

He bent down anyway and obediently let her help him put it on.

Fang Lixiang sneakily glanced at Jiang Zhi’s head, feeling puzzled, everyone’s head was topped with a green light, our bodies surrounded by the festive glow of a children’s festival yet somehow Jiang Zhi pulled off a high-fashion, abstinent feel.

Oh, this damn attractiveness.

“Do you want a sticker?” Fang Lixiang asked Zhou Xufang.

Zhou Xufang, who had never found a concert so surprisingly fresh, exclaimed, “Yes!”

Fang Lixiang stuck two Xiao Yusheng stickers on her own mask and then handed some to Zhou Xufang, leaning over, “Xufang, help me stick them on my forehead.”

After Zhou Xufang finished applying Fang Lixiang’s stickers, “I want some too.”

Fang Lixiang then covered Zhou Xufang’s face with stickers.

Actually, Jiang Zhi was not really happy about Zhou Xufang sticking Q-version Xiao Yusheng stickers on her forehead but didn’t want to dampen her spirits, so he kept quiet about it.

“Jiang Zhi, I’ll stick one on you.” Zhou Xufang’s mask was all ‘Xiao Yusheng,’ even one at the mouth’s position.

Jiang Zhi grumbled low, “Hmm.”

She couldn’t reach, “Lower your head a bit.”

Jiang Zhi bent down, letting her put a heart sticker right in the middle of his forehead.

He held her waist, lifting her slightly, “Fang Bao, give me a kiss.”

Zhou Xufang asked quietly, “What’s wrong?”

He took off the sticker from her mask, “I’m a bit jealous.” He didn’t want to make a scene, just wanted her to pamper him a bit.

Zhou Xufang, embarrassed to kiss, tiptoed and whispered to him, “There are so many people here, Lixiang is also here.”

He didn’t care and leaned in.

Zhou Xufang looked left and right, and when no one was paying attention, she took off her mask and quickly kissed his forehead, preparing to leave but was caught by Jiang Zhi, who kissed her through the mask.

Blushing Zhou Xufang: “…”

Fang Lixiang shook her head, too embarrassed to look.