OBS Chapter 173 Su Qingge rushes onto the stage: Husband, you lied to me so badly!
Chapter 173 Su Qingge rushes onto the stage: Husband, you lied to me so badly!
The air seemed to freeze for a moment.
Su Qingge's slender fingers, holding the microphone, gleamed like jade under the spotlight. She turned her head slightly, and her usually aloof and icy peach blossom eyes narrowed into a dangerous arc, while a half-smile played at the corners of her lips.
The entire room fell silent.
Even the bespectacled male reporter who had been so aggressive just moments before subconsciously shrank back, feeling as if the temperature around him had dropped several degrees instantly.
What kind of chaotic scene is this?
Is the pop diva about to publicly tear apart her husband?
"Lin, the genius."
Su Qingge spoke, her voice soft and sweet, yet carrying a chilling aura that sent shivers down one's spine.
"You've kept it well hidden, haven't you?"
"We've shared a bed for three years, and I never knew that the person sleeping next to me was a singing king who could easily crush the national team."
She took a step forward, her high heels clicking crisply on the floor, as if stepping on Lin Zhou's heart.
"You say you're doing this to leave food for others, but have you ever thought about how much you've suffered deceiving your wife?"
"Just now on stage, watching you scream in that mask, I almost cried myself to death, and you tell me this is a surprise?"
"What? Seeing me worry about you and shed tears for you, Director Lin, do you feel particularly accomplished?"
This series of soul-searching questions is full of profound insights and barbs.
Lin Zhou was forced to retreat repeatedly until his back hit the backdrop of the interview area, leaving him with nowhere to go.
Cold sweat streamed down his temples.
This isn't an interview, it's a public execution!
"Wife, let me explain... no, let me clarify!"
Lin Zhou swallowed hard, trying to get away with his overused innocent look.
"I'm just...I'm just afraid of scaring you, aren't I?"
"Furthermore, I've always felt that talent is like underwear; even if I have it, I can't show it off to everyone, right?"
"puff--"
Several female reporters nearby couldn't help but burst out laughing.
It looks like underwear!
What time is it? Still being sarcastic?
Su Qingge was amused by her own anger. Looking at the man in front of her who was full of nonsense and had a lot of talent but was always so irresponsible, the resentment in her heart deflated like a punctured balloon.
She wasn't really angry.
She felt sorry for him.
My heart aches for him for silently enduring for the sake of this family for three years, and for bearing the infamy for so long, yet he has to prove himself in a way that is almost a "sacrifice" at this moment.
"Glib-tongued."
Su Qingge gave him a coquettish glare, her previously aggressive demeanor instantly softening into a gentle one.
Under the watchful eyes of countless cameras and hundreds of millions of netizens.
She suddenly reached out her hand.
It wasn't to hit him, nor was it to steal the trophy.
The fair hand gently lifted and tenderly wiped away the fine layer of cold sweat from Lin Zhou's forehead. The fingertips gently pressed on his brow, smoothing the furrow that he had unconsciously furrowed.
"Look how scared you are, you're sweating so much."
"Am I that fierce?"
Her voice lowered, no longer the interrogation of before, but carrying an intimacy and dependence that only the two of them could understand.
"Even though you're a big liar."
"But... thank you, honey."
"This is the best surprise I've ever received in my life."
boom--!!!
This scene was broadcast live around the world in high definition.
If Lin Zhou's Versailles speech earlier was enough to make one's knees go weak, then Su Qingge's actions at this moment were simply a feast of dog food for all the single people on the internet.
The fans at the scene went completely wild.
"Aaaaaah! I can't take it anymore! Where's my insulin?!"
"What kind of fairytale love is this?! I order you two to get married right now! Oh wait, you're already married! Then remarry! Get married again!"
"The Su-Lin couple is locked in! I've swallowed the key! Nobody can separate them!"
Even the reporters carrying their long lenses forgot to ask questions and frantically pressed the shutter with big smiles.
What need is there for a news headline?
The photo itself is the biggest hit!
"The King of Singers' Pampered Wife Daily Life", "The Queen of Pop's Public Display of Affection", "The Ultimate Gigolo's Hardcore Romance"...
Today's headlines are in the bag!
"Alright, everyone."
As the atmosphere at the scene became increasingly out of control, staying any longer would likely cause traffic paralysis.
Lin Zhou grasped Su Qingge's hand in return, their fingers intertwined.
He held the gleaming gold trophy in his other hand and waved casually at the camera.
That concludes today's interview.
"We'll discuss the specifics of the 'genius's journey' another day."
"Now, I'm taking my wife home."
"after all……"
He turned his head and glanced at Su Qingge, who was beaming with happiness, a wicked smile playing on his lips.
"Just like what Teacher Su just said, I do have a lot of things to 'explain' to her tonight."
After saying that, surrounded by twenty bodyguards in black, he took Su Qingge's hand and turned to leave without looking back.
Flashes of light were going off behind him, stretching his tall, imposing figure into an elongated silhouette.
That was the silhouette of a victor.
Arrogant and confident, yet exuding a sweetness that makes it impossible to be envious.
……
The black van slowly drove out of the Bird's Nest underground parking garage and blended into the dazzling night sky of Beijing.
Inside the carriage, the noise of the outside world was kept at bay.
Su Qingge leaned on Lin Zhou's shoulder, still clutching the trophy tightly in her hand, as if afraid it would grow wings and fly away.
Are you tired?
Lin Zhou lowered his head and kissed the top of her head.
"Not tired."
Su Qingge shook her head, her eyes sparkling.
"It just feels a bit unreal. Yesterday you were just Lin Zhou who only knew how to cook, and today you've become the Prince of Lanling, worshipped by the entire internet?"
"Whether it's Lin Zhou or Lanling Wang, aren't they both your husbands?"
Lin Zhou smiled, casually took out his phone, and opened Penguin Music, currently the largest music platform in China.
"However, some things are quite real."
"For example...this one."
He handed the phone screen to Su Qingge.
At this point, only half an hour had passed since the end of the "King of Mask Singer" finale.
The charts on major music platforms have been refreshed once again.
The popular song charts, which were originally dominated by various popular young idols and catchy pop songs, are now completely swept away by a tsunami.
First Place: "Exaggeration" - Lanling Wang (Lin Zhou)
Second place: "Never Left" - Lanling Wang (Lin Zhou)
Third place: "Big Fish" - Lanling Wang (Lin Zhou)
……
10th Place: "Fireworks Fade Easily" - Lanling Wang (Lin Zhou)
Top ten.
A total of ten songs.
All of them are occupied by the same name!
That terrifying dominance was like the arrival of a monarch, directly overturning the entire Chinese music scene.
Su Qingge stared at the uniform "Lanling King" and opened her mouth slightly, unable to utter a word for a long time.
She knew Lin Zhou had become famous.
But she never expected that this fire would burn so fiercely, so ruthlessly, and so... arrogantly.