Chapter 58: Qing Liao Liao
The bustling street filled with people and floating cars soaring overhead, making it incredibly noisy.
A silver-haired loli was wandering along the path, stopping occasionally, always captivated by the images of the blank songstress playing along the roadside.
This loli was none other than Ye Lan.
The more she strolled through the streets, the more she realized just how popular the blank songstress had become.
Since news spread that the blank songstress would be holding a concert in Yun Chang City, many citizens got swept up in the excitement, bringing an added dose of vitality to the city.
At least nine out of ten people on the street were fans of the blank songstress. You could tell from their accessories—a t-shirt with the singer’s image or small trinkets bearing her likeness—even some were spontaneously singing her songs, though it might be more accurate to call them social outcasts for that behavior.
Ye Lan couldn’t help but ponder:
“Hmm, maybe I should get some of the blank songstress merch?”
She hadn’t finished thinking about it before she’d made up her mind.
As a d*e-hard fan, it’s practically compulsory to have souvenirs of your idol.
Although Ye Lan could potentially interact with the real songstress and even get a photo with her, who wouldn’t want quality merchandise?
Thinking this over, Ye Lan dashed into a nearby mall and bought a supportive t-shirt bearing the beautiful image of the blank songstress’ face. Changing right then and there, she declared:
“Mmm~”
Looking at herself in the mirror, she felt satisfied with her newfound image.
“Nyuk nyuk! Now I’m one of the biggest fans of the blank songstress!”
Leaving the mall, Ye Lan surveyed the bustling street, feeling she already belonged.
Just as she was about to continue her wanderings, a diminutive figure caught her eye.
Ye Lan saw a blue-haired loli staring intently at a big screen showing the performance of the blank songstress.
The loli was clearly captivated.
“Hey-ey?”
What mainly drew Ye Lan’s attention wasn’t that the loli was a loli, but rather that she emanated something celestial.
Ye Lan quickly sensed this.
Adding to that, the loli’s silhouette looked disturbingly familiar, so Ye Lan quietly sidled closer.
The bluenette didn’t notice her approach, eyes fixated on the display, sparkles in her eyes suggesting deep admiration.
Standing only twenty centimeters apart, Ye Lan took a closer look.
The bluenette was cute, with striking sky-blue eyes, highly enticing.
As she continued gazing, Ye Lan decided to break the silence.
“Hello~”
“Ah?!”
The blue-haired loli jumped at the sudden sound, then noticed a new person standing beside her.
Seeing it was another girl her age, she relaxed slightly.
As long as it wasn’t some weird adult.
“Who’re you?”
“I’m Ye Lan. Do you like the blank songstress?”
“No, I don’t!”
The blue-haired loli vehemently denied it, as if liking the singer was incorrect.
Back in school, her peers would invariably ridicule whatever she liked, always dismissing her interests as worthless.
To avoid being ridiculed or insulted for her likes, she always instinctively denied them.
This situation was no different; denying had become second nature.
Ye Lan pondered.
“Yeah, but your eyes just now showed you really liked the blank songstress, didn’t they? Wanting to be like her too, perhaps?”
“Huh? That’s none of your business!”
Noticing Ye Lan’s blank-songstress t-shirt, the blue-haired loli exhaled in relief.
But Ye Lan’s comments made her instinctively build up her defenses.
Though she could easily sense others’ emotions, her childhood-built defenses kept her rejecting others’ kindness, maintaining a proud demeanor to keep everyone at arm’s length to protect herself.
However, this strange loli didn’t back down but instead quizzically noted: “How is it none of my business? You look like a fan, and I am too. In other words, we’re comrades!”
“Comrades?”
“Mm-hmm! Isn’t it great when people with similar interests team up for something?”
“Hmm… seems… actually… yes.”
Gradually lowering her guard, the blue-haired loli’s head drooped, looking somewhat dejected.
Why did she talk to this ‘comrade’ in such an impolite way?
When would she finally learn to distinguish between enemies and friends?
Feeling like this… sucked.
Just as the blue-haired loli’s spirits plummeted, a shadow quickly appeared before her.
“Eh?”
Taken aback, she instinctively stepped back, only to realize Ye Lan was right next to her, scrutinizing her expression.
“Mmm… you seem off. Maybe you aren’t a fan of the blank songstress?”
“Yes, I am!”
Finally, the blue-haired loli suppressed her pride and admitted it—albeit reluctantly.
“There you go! I thought you showed potential to become a great singer!”
“How’d you know?”
“Because you’re cute! If a girl is so adorable, her voice can’t be bad! Pop stardom is practically guaranteed for someone like you, right?!”
Hearing that, the blue-haired loli’s jaw dropped.
What kind of bizarre statement was this?
Though she acknowledged her cuteness, according to this silver-haired loli, her singing must be good too?
That’s pretty lowbrow.
Just as the blue-haired loli mulled over this ridiculousness, Ye Lan spoke again:
“Oh right, what’s your name? I think you’ll become a super-popular singer someday! Before that, let’s get acquainted—so I can score tickets for your future concerts!”
“Uh… Qing Liao Liao…”
“Qing Liao Liao, huh? I remember, you must remember me too! I’m Ye Lan, your first fan.”
With that, Ye Lan turned to leave, leaving behind a charming silhouette.
“This… I didn’t say I wanted to be a singer…”
Qing Liao Liao had no clue what was up with this suddenly appearing loli.
Calling her a comrade, saying she has singing potential, and claiming to be her first fan.
It all seemed so convincing that maybe…
Is she truly worthy of such glory?
Surely this oddball must’ve got her mixed up!
Qing Liao Liao muttered inwardly.
Though she admired the blank songstress and once dreamed of becoming one, she lacked the courage to pursue that dream.
Yet, just now, Ye Lan’s words made her resolve stronger, pride bolstering her confidence.
“Maybe I should try singing after I return… just for kicks.”
