QQ-Q-QQ-Q-Q-Q My boyfriend is a pilot

The shining rapid decline and rapid rise

Long smoke emitted by the plane

Two big hearts overlap

Love symbol in blue sky

Do you love me?

This was the first song that He Wuming heard after just entering the concert venue. He Wuming showed a look of nostalgia in this song. It was because of this song that he had just been involved in the Super Dimension Fortress and gained a lot from it. Among them, the most important treasure is the Lin Mingmei who was singing loudly on the stage.

"It's so beautiful! The Galaxy singer Lin Mingmei." Lockeon sighed with a hint of intoxication.

"Haha. Of course, she is the most important treasure I have obtained in my life." He said proudly inexplicably.

On the stage, Lin Mingmei, who was dancing gently while stepping on the brisk rhythm, also noticed the arrival of He Wuming and the others. In the light emitted by the earrings that refracted the stage lights, Lin Mingmei's big, lively eyes blinked at He Wuming.

"Oh! Princess Songjie greets you!" Lockeon, who noticed Lin Mingmei's movement, suddenly screamed strangely.

"I understand. Go find a seat and sit down!" He faced Lin Mingmei for no reason, reached out and pressed the time and space crystal on his chest, and then looked up at the VIP room above the venue, "I'll leave for a while. There are guests there."

Lockeon spread his hands, shrugged his shoulders, and then he looked for the seat number on the ticket.

He Moming followed the stairs to the VIP door. It seemed that the guard guarding outside the door had been notified in advance. After seeing He Moming arrive, he knocked on the door consciously. When the inquiry sounded inside, the guard responded quickly and the door opened.

"Col. It seems that you have finished your work. Thank you so much!" As soon as He Wuming walked into the VIP room, a strange voice sounded.

He blinked inexplicably, and his eyes quickly swept the decorations and people in the room. The guards standing in four corners of the room, three chairs placed side by side and the small table in front of them. At this time, the two old men, who looked sixty and seventy years old, were sitting steadily on the chair. One of the old men with black-framed glasses looked at him with a smile. It seemed that the voice he was speaking just now was from this old man.

"Hello! Colonel He. I am Zhang Zeping." The old man with black-framed glasses nodded slightly.

He was stunned for a moment after hearing this. Since he came to the East Asian Federation, he has asked Zhen to collect information from all the senior officials of the East Asian Federation on the central network. Among these information, the most noteworthy one is Zhang Zeping, currently the highest head of the East Asian Federation and the chairman of the Central Committee.

"Yes! I am He Wuming, the rank of colonel. Hello, chief!" He Wuming immediately replied to his mentality and saluted the highest leader of the East Asian Federation in front of him without being humble or arrogant.

"Yeah. Sit." Zhang Zeping looked at He Wuming with satisfaction, then raised his hand and pointed to the empty chair next to him and said.

"Thank you, Chief!" He thanked him for no reason, then took a few steps forward and sat down.

Looking at He Wuming's straightforward behavior, Zhang Zeping's eyes shone with a hint of satisfaction. He pointed at the old man beside him and said, "This is He Houde. Mr. Liu and the others are under his control."

"Old Liu?" It turned out that this was the Minister of Science and Technology. He nodded inexplicably and continued to maintain a neither humble nor arrogant attitude and said: "Hello! Minister He."

Old He looked up and down at He Wuming, sighed and said, "You are young and promising. You have made great contributions!"

"This is what I should do." He nodded inexplicably and said.

"Okay! Now we should watch this concert quietly." Zhang Zeping interrupted the conversation between the two at this time and suddenly asked: "I don't know what the relationship between Colonel He and her?"

Of course, He Wuming knew who the chairman in front of him was asking, so he said proudly: "That's my wife!"

"Not bad! You are blessed!" After Zhang Zeping praised, the entire VIP room fell into tranquility, leaving only the singing that flowed in it.

Floating clouds

Want to gently snatch it away from the flying love with him

Do you love me?

But his love for his plane is more passionate than for me

QQ-Q-QQ-Q-Q-Q My boyfriend is a pilot

With the last note falling, the song that opens has ended. Next, it is the moment of the main show.

At this time, the audience, who had been captured by Lin Mingmei's singing, had thrown all the doubts at the opening into the boundless universe. At this moment, they had only one thought in their hearts, that is, to continue to listen to this song like the sound of nature. At this moment, they had forgotten the stars and singers they had pursued before. Because at this moment, there was only the beautiful figure in their eyes, and there was only the singing in their ears.

"Lin Mingmei!!"

I don’t know who called it, but in just a blink of an eye, the cry spread throughout the audience, one by one, and one by one sounded like a wave.

Just the next moment, the music sounded again.

These sounds disappeared immediately, as if they had never appeared.

"Angel's Painting?" After hearing the music that was resounding, He Wuming was stunned for a moment and subconsciously said the next song. In his impression, this song was the sing of Lin Mingmei at the farewell concert after experiencing the unforgettable love in the original work. Logically speaking, Lin Mingmei should not have the same tragedy as the original one, which means that this singing song "Angel's Painting" that represents Lin Mingmei's past love will not appear again. However, now, this song that should have become the singing appears again in front of He Wuming in this form. This caught He Wuming a little off guard. Could it be that Lin Mingmei has neglected Lin Mingmei for the past few days?

Just when He Wuming was a little confused, Zhang Zeping's voice sounded. It was obvious that he heard He Wuming's words. "Ange's painting tool? A very good name. Well, it feels like a song that can depict a deep love."

"Probably!" He smiled reluctantly.

"By the way! Colonel He. I didn't tell you in advance. This concert, we decided to broadcast the global live broadcast not long ago. Sorry! I'll tell you now." Zhang Zeping suddenly threw a deep water bomb, which stunned He inexplicably.

"All, global live broadcast?" He was a little confused.

"Well, yes. This is also part of the plan." Zhang Zeping said naturally: "In Colonel He's plan, we must create an existence that can compete with that singer through the star-making plan. The current global live broadcast is one of the links in this plan."

"It's too fast." He frowned for no reason.

"Yes! But we are about to face the arrival of the Rising Star Campaign, so we must cheer up the soldiers on the front line." Zhang Zeping nodded and said seriously.

Even now, He Moming has no time to say anything. After all, there is a global live broadcast in the plan he personally drafted, and what Zhang Zeping and others did was just to talk about the time being advanced. Although he said so, He Moming has no other effort to pay attention to other things. Because at the moment, Lin Mingmei's singing sounded.

The crystal breeze blows to the window reflected by dusk

When I breathe the wind

When you look at the sky with light

Even if my heart is stained with melancholy by sad things

I can also recolor it with an angel's brush

Spread as much as you want

When I first met, I only knew how to look forward to the universe

Even though you have been silently protecting me

As Lin Mingmei's singing slowly rang, He Wuming's time and space crystal hanging on his chest began to emit waves of light. A burst of hot emotions quickly flowed into He Wuming's heart with this light-

With the transmission of wireless communication, the songs that sounded in the silent concert in the capital of the East Asian Federation quickly resounded through the entire earth, the city of the moon, and the artificial colonial satellites. Countless busy people were deeply attracted by the songs at the moment when the songs were heard.

In this case, it is located in the capital, in a luxury house somewhere in Aprilius4.

A girl with beautiful pink hair and a long white dress was in a group of rushing back and forth, maintaining the elegant sitting position that a noble girl should have, watching the TV in front of her with concentration. Just now, when she was about to take her beloved Harrows to take her for a walk, the TV turned on by the servant suddenly changed, and a song that deeply attracted her came from the sound of singing.

"What is this feeling?" Out of this idea, the elegant girl Lianbu moved lightly to the TV and sat down.

As the TV picture changed, a girl with beautiful black hair, big ponytail tied with a blue and white gauze skirt was dancing slightly with the light rhythm. In the midst of movement and stillness, the singing that deeply attracted her also rang with the girl's dancing.

"Is it her? Who is she?" After figuring out the source of the singing, the girl with long pink hair frowned slightly. As an excellent singer, she also had information about all the singers in the entire human circle. But after thinking hard, she actually found that there was no information about the girl in front of her. At the same time, she suddenly felt a threat without any reason.

This threat appeared without reason and without foundation. It seemed like the girl in front of her who was performing on the TV. No matter how the girl thought, she could not think of it for a moment. In the end, she could only stand up from the sofa and picked up the phone with her long pink hair flying.
Chapter completed!