I will swear to protect the beauty with my life

Although it has started to drizzle, this drizzle not only does not affect people's joy of playing, but even brings a little coolness.

It is midsummer now, and it is already extremely hot. Coupled with the fact that there are so many people at the summer festival, it feels even more stuffy. The drizzle makes the crowd even more passionate.

Fang Wuwei, Zhang Ye and the others didn't care either. They held each other's hands, talked and laughed, and had a great time strolling around.

This year's summer festival is very new to Zhangye, not only because the scale and venue are different from previous years, but also because there are people accompanying her this year.

In the center of the summer festival, there are piles of fireworks that will be set off today, and there is a stage being built. There are also some staff members around to maintain order.

As mentioned before, the scale of this year's summer festival was so grand that the neighborhood committee released many job vacancies and recruited many temporary workers to help out.

for example......

"Eh? Dongfang-san?"

Fang Wuwei was standing aside with Zhang Ye, watching the busy staff and the piles of huge fireworks. As he listened to Zhang Ye expressing his admiration for the scale, he heard a very familiar voice calling him.

Confused, he looked back to see who happened to meet him here. But when he saw clearly who was calling him, he became even more confused.

A dark-skinned boy was passing by carrying a box in his hands. It was Isshiki Makoto, who was looking for a job every day. He also came to the summer festival tonight to help out. He was a little surprised to see Fang Wuwei, but then he noticed Zhang Ye standing next to Fang Wuwei, and the sweet arm around him, and his surprised eyes gradually turned to gossip.

"Hey, you've got a date for the summer festival too..."

"Who are you? Where did you come from, Nico?"

Before Isshiki Makoto could utter a single word, Fang Wuwei swallowed it back.

"Ni...Ni...Nigo?"

Isshiki Makoto dropped the box in his hand, slowly raised his shaking hand, and pointed at himself.

"I...I...I?"

Fang Wuwei nodded.

"Who else could it be but you? And who are you, please? I don't remember having any African friends."

Isshiki Makoto's body suddenly went limp and he immediately fell to his knees, becoming extremely frustrated and withdrawn.

I didn't expect... I didn't expect... why I have changed so much...

"Isshiki! Stop being lazy! Hurry, we need help here!"

"Oh......"

"Fuck, you are Isshiki?!"

Fang Wuwei realized it later and looked at Isshiki Makoto's face. The more he looked, the more familiar he looked. Finally, he confirmed that this guy was Isshiki Makoto...

When did he inherit a tribe and become the chief? Why is his hair so black?

Isshiki Makoto raised his head, his face full of tears. He picked up the box softly from the ground and walked towards the big stage with tears in his eyes.

"Ah Cheng? Are you okay?"

"Well...thank you for your concern, Chihiro..."

Fang Wuwei looked at Isshiki Makoto walking away, and a young man who came out of nowhere and went up to comfort him, and suddenly he got goosebumps...

"He is...?"

"Ah... Isshiki Makoto, he's a friend of mine and Yuta's. You two should have met briefly before (on the Christmas cruise), but it's normal that you don't remember... After all, I don't even recognize him..."

Fang Wuwei's expression was somewhat complicated, and then he silently walked away with Zhang Ye. This might not be the place for them to stay...

The rain in the sky became faster and fine drizzle fell on his face and head. Zhangye raised his head to look at the sky and stretched out his hands to cover his eyes.

"The rain seems to be getting faster."

"It's okay, I brought an umbrella."

Taking the time to reach out and rub Zhang Ye's head, Fang Wuwei walked towards the front of the stage with Zhang Ye, but his eyes were always fixed on the wall behind the stage.

I opened the radar and took a look. The yellow dot on it was particularly eye-catching. Ling Zhixia was on this stage.

Fang Wuwei rubbed his chin. He was quite interested in Ling Xizhi's work. The same went for Zhang Ye. They thought it would be a waste not to watch the performance, which was said to be very exciting. So the two of them squeezed into the crowd, preparing to get a good seat to watch the performance.

According to the schedule of the neighborhood committee, the magic show is about to begin. The magician is ready to perform soon. The area is already crowded with people who are ready to watch the show. Even Fang Wuwei can't get a good seat and can only stand behind the crowd.

With Fang Wuwei's height, he had no pressure to see the stage, but Zhang Ye was small to begin with, and now there was someone blocking the way in front of him, so he couldn't see even a tiny bit of the picture even through the small gap between the people.

Seeing Zhang Ye so anxious and standing on tiptoe to see the stage, Fang Wuwei felt like laughing.

"why are you laughing?"

Noticing Fang Wuwei's expression, Zhang Ye glared at him. Looking at Fang Wuwei who was looking down at him, Zhang Ye already knew what he was laughing at.

What are you laughing at! You still like me no matter how small I am!

But to Fang Wuwei, Zhang Ye was too weak. Even when angry, she only looked silly and cute, which made the smile on his face even more intense.

"Nothing, nothing..."

She kept smiling but admitted defeat. She glanced at the stage and then at the person in front of Zhangye who was much taller than her, and she came up with an idea.

"Okay, if you can't see it, squeeze in."

"Hey~ Can you squeeze through~?"

"If you are a short person, you should be able to get through if you talk to the person in front..."

Hearing Fang Wuwei still talking about his height, Zhang Ye felt a little embarrassed and annoyed. He raised his fist and gestured at Fang Wuwei, as if he wanted to punch him, but couldn't bear to do it. In the end, he just lightly punched Fang Wuwei's arm.

So cute~

Fang Wuwei laughed even more happily.

Just as he expected, he briefly told the people in front of him about his desire to switch seats, and those people in front of him readily agreed to Fang Wuwei's request. In the end, Fang Wuwei successfully brought Zhang Ye to the front.

The main problem is that when they turned around, they found a tall and strong man holding a cute little girl in his hand. It was really hard to refuse, and deep down they didn't dare to refuse...

"Wow... it's really big if you look closely..."

The lights on the entire stage were much brighter than outside. Very bright, so bright that it was even a bit dazzling. It was said that this was also part of the magic preparation...

Fang Wuwei probably knew why the lights here were so bright. It was probably to cover up the fluorescence on Ling Yizhi's body when he released his telekinesis...

"The performance is about to begin, please maintain order on the scene! Don't crowd, don't grab seats! Don't panic!"

Some neighborhood committee staff appeared under the stage, including the aunt who had just greeted Zhang Ye. When they saw Zhang Ye holding Fang Wuwei's hand, they didn't say much and just smiled.

Just on the other side of the stage, a tall and straight man in a black suit glanced at Fang Wuwei standing at the front of the crowd in a trance. He was a little surprised. After confirming again and again, he picked up the walkie-talkie and started saying something.

Fang Wuwei took a look at the man in the suit and recognized him as Tu Shou's bodyguard, so he ignored him and focused his attention on the performance in front of him.

"Next, the show is about to begin..."

Before the host of the neighborhood committee finished speaking, the lights on the stage quickly and automatically rose up, shining towards the sky. At the convergence of the lights, a figure wearing a white tuxedo and a wolf mask on his face appeared in mid-air, floating in the air above this completely open-air stage. His clothes fluttered in the wind mixed with drizzle, but the man stood still.

This amazing magician astounded the entire audience as soon as he came on stage, including Zhang Ye. Hearing the proud expressions of the audience, he was also in a very happy mood.

That's how it should be... Yes, that's how it should be, the exclamations of the audience, the respect and admiration for him... Yes... That's how it should be...

Ling Xixia narrowed his eyes slightly under the mask, enjoying the exclamations and cheers of the audience. He felt very satisfied, so he lowered his head and glanced at the audience below.

Then he saw Fang Wuwei's face in the first row, which he recognized at first sight.

Ling Xixia's expression froze beneath the mask, and the corners of his mouth, which had not yet been lowered, suddenly shut down along with his brain.

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Please give me some small gifts! Recently, the harvest and data are getting less and less every day... I won't say much about the book, and I can't control it. I can only cry in bed and continue to write, but at least... give some love to generate electricity woo woo woo...