Hong Kong City.
A nearly 2,000-square-meter stadium capable of seating ten thousand people.
The venue was now packed, presenting an unprecedentedly grand and spectacular scene in Hong Kong City.
“Wan Wan!!!”
“Ah! Wan Wan!”
“Ah!!!! So beautiful!”
“Sister Wan!!!”
On stage, Xia Wan wore a delicate pink slip dress of sheer gauze, resembling the pink mist that only appears in the evening breeze at dusk.
Her features were exquisite, radiant and captivating. The soft stage lights illuminated her, enhancing her stunning beauty that transcended the mundane and amazed the crowd.
After performing “SUMMER” as the finale song,
Xia Wan stepped forward with the microphone, her gentle, ethereal voice resonating throughout the stadium. “Did everyone have a good time today?”
“Yes!” The fans below waved their glow sticks, cheering and shouting enthusiastically.
They had waited a long time for this concert. It had been two years since Xia Wan released her first song.
During this period, she had released other songs, each one a masterpiece. Combined with her divine voice, they were tracks people could listen to on repeat.
Xia Wan wasn’t just a singer; she was also a dancer. All her music videos featuring singing and dancing were replayed endlessly by fans.
Netizens had given her the nickname, “The Little Queen of Singing and Dancing.”
Over these past two years, fans had continuously urged her to hold a concert.
Finally.
Today, they welcomed the long-awaited concert they had been anticipating.
The tickets sold out instantly as soon as they went on sale.
Hearing the cheers and shouts from the audience, a bright, flower-like smile bloomed on Xia Wan’s face. “The concert ends here. Thank you to everyone present, thank you to all my fan friends. I’m so happy to share such an unforgettable evening with you all. You’ve worked hard.”
“There are buses arranged outside; you can take them home.”
“Until we meet again, see you at the next concert.” After speaking, Xia Wan bowed deeply to her fans below.
At that moment, colorful ribbons began to drift down throughout the entire stadium.
Watching Xia Wan slowly descend on the platform, the fans below chanted, “Wan Wan,”
while reaching out to catch the ribbons falling from the sky. These were the only tangible objects they could grasp in their brief, beautiful dream.
Each ribbon held its own meaning, serving as a memento of their joy that night.
It wasn’t until Xia Wan completely disappeared from view that the fans reluctantly began to leave the venue.
They had no idea when the next concert would be, as their beloved idol was truly laid-back about her career.
“Sister Wan Wan, have some water.” As soon as Xia Wan reached the backstage, her assistant Xiao Xiao immediately approached with a thermos.
Xia Wan took the cup, drank a few sips, and walked over to sit on a nearby sofa, looking utterly exhausted. “I’m so tired.”
The concert had lasted two hours, filled with singing and dancing, and now she was too weary to move.
This didn’t even include the rehearsal time.
“Rest well when we get back to the hotel. I’ve called a masseuse to give you a massage.” Xia Wan’s manager, Sister Nan, walked over.
Sister Nan was a top-tier manager; every artist under her guidance became famous.
But since becoming Xia Wan’s manager two years ago, she hadn’t taken on any other artists.
This move puzzled everyone, unaware that it was on the orders of the company’s big boss.
Xia Wan smiled at Sister Nan. “Okay, thank you, Sister Nan.””Troublemaker.” Sister Nan gazed at the petite face on the sofa, its delicate features flawlessly soft, with stunning eyes that held scattered sparkles.
Only two beaded straps draped over her shoulders, creating a fragile, delicate impression. Her skin was fair, her arms slender.
Seaweed-like voluminous waves naturally parted on both sides, cascading down to her chest, leading to a waist so slender one could encircle it with ease.
No matter how many times Sister Nan had seen Xia Wan’s face, she couldn’t help but marvel—this had to be the most perfect creation from the maker, a face wasted if not developed in the entertainment industry.
Having been a manager for many years and encountered countless stars, Xia Wan was undoubtedly the most beautiful and photogenic she had ever seen.
“When are you planning to return to Beijing?”
Xia Wan replied without hesitation, “Next Monday. I want to play here for a few days.”
This was something she had decided when choosing to hold her concert in Hong Kong.
Sister Nan had no objections. After finishing a concert, she deserved a good rest.
Although aside from writing songs and dancing, Xia Wan usually had little else to do.
“Be careful when you go out, wear your mask and hat, don’t get recognized,” Sister Nan reminded.
The artist under her management was truly popular.
Xia Wan nodded, “Yeah, I know. I won’t let anyone recognize me.”
She wasn’t afraid of being caught by paparazzi—after all, they wouldn’t capture anything scandalous. She only had her assistant Xiao Xiao by her side.
Without a boyfriend or any dates to attend, the paparazzi couldn’t get any explosive news.
Sister Nan said, “Xiao Xiao will stay here with you. I need to return to Beijing tomorrow morning; there’s some business to attend to there.”
“Don’t worry, Sister Nan, I’ll definitely take good care of Wan Wan,” Xiao Xiao assured.
Sister Nan nodded slightly. Xiao Xiao was an assistant she had selected through rigorous screening, and she trusted her. “Okay, call me if anything comes up.”
“Let’s head back to the hotel. The driver is already outside.”
Xia Wan rose from the sofa, “Alright.”
Xiao Xiao gathered their belongings, and the three exited through the back door, boarding the black van parked outside.
Peering through the car window at the fans still gathered outside, Xia Wan asked, “Why are they still here? Haven’t they gone home yet?”
Sister Nan glanced at the bustling crowd along the roadside, accustomed to the scene. “They’re waiting for you to come out.”
Xia Wan was surprised, “Waiting for me?”
She had assumed they would head home after the concert ended, never expecting them to stand outside waiting for her.
Touched yet concerned for them, she rolled down the window and waved to the fans on the roadside.
“Ah!!! Wan Wan!!!”
“Wan Mei!!!!!”
“Ahhh!!!!!”
The fans erupted in excited cheers upon seeing Xia Wan greet them.
Even from inside the car, at a distance, she could clearly hear their shouts.
Only when the roadside fans were out of sight did Xia Wan roll up the window.
“Xiao Xiao, give me my phone.” She had handed her phone to Xiao Xiao for safekeeping before the concert and had forgotten to retrieve it afterward.
“Okay.” Xiao Xiao pulled Xia Wan’s phone from her bag and handed it over.
Unlocking her phone, Xia Wan said, “Sister Nan, I’m going to post on Weibo.”
“After the concert, it’s appropriate to post on Weibo, but you don’t need to do it yourself. I’ll post for you later.” Typically, such posts were handled by assistants or managers.Xia Wan declined, “No need, I’ll post it myself.”
Her Weibo had always been managed by her personally. She didn’t post frequently, but every update came directly from her—never delegated to anyone else.
When facing those who adored her, she wanted to respond with her own sincerity and enthusiasm.
“Alright.” Sister Nan had already anticipated this answer before even suggesting otherwise.
Xiao Xiao remarked, “Wan Wan, you’re definitely the most down-to-earth celebrity I’ve ever met, and the kindest to your fans and those around you. No wonder you stay popular.”
Typing as she spoke, Xia Wan replied, “It’s not as exaggerated as you say. This is just basic decency.”
Xiao Xiao thought she made a good point, but not everyone possessed such qualities. “Yet some celebrities treat their subordinates poorly, acting as if they’re superior.”
Xia Wan was somewhat aware of how things worked in this industry.
“Don’t worry about others. Those kinds of celebrities will eventually have their personas crumble.” Xia Wan detested people who acted one way in front of others and another behind their backs.
“True.” Xiao Xiao wholeheartedly agreed. In this circle, it was common for stars to be exposed in negative scandals.
But her Wan Wan had no scandals whatsoever. She was open, honest, and upright.
Otherwise, when her first song went viral online, someone would have surely dug up dirt on her.
Yet no one found anything—not even the paparazzi. In fact, the more they dug, the cleaner her record appeared.
“Posted?” Sister Nan asked, noticing Xia Wan had turned off her phone.
“Mm.”
Hearing this, Sister Nan and Xiao Xiao took out their own phones to check Xia Wan’s Weibo post.
Xia Wan: [Thank you everyone for coming to my first concert and making it a perfect success. Please head home safely, and good night~ ❤️]
Below was a group photo from tonight’s concert.
After reading it, Sister Nan found no issues and also put her phone away.
This was why she never asked to review Xia Wan’s posts beforehand—she knew her wording would never be inappropriate.
Xia Wan was the easiest artist she had ever managed.
Xiao Xiao pointed at the giant screen outside, which was displaying Xia Wan’s photo. “Wan Wan, look! There’s your picture.”
Sister Nan said calmly, “Isn’t that normal? Wan Wan’s photos often appear on screens.”
Given Xia Wan’s popularity, it would be strange if she didn’t appear there.
“That makes sense. The number of people outside the venue today was even larger than those inside.”
“Really?” Xia Wan seemed skeptical.
Seeing her disbelief, Xiao Xiao immediately showed her the statistics from the organizers.
Looking at the numbers, Xia Wan was surprised to see that the crowd outside the stadium was more than double the audience inside. “It really is.”
Xiao Xiao and Sister Nan weren’t the least bit surprised.
“After I found out you were holding a concert, I expected this outcome.”
Xia Wan smiled faintly. “You really have a lot of faith in me.”
“It’s just that you underestimate yourself, Wan Wan.”
After all, the title “Little Queen of Singing and Dancing” didn’t come out of nowhere.