He stood there like an unmoving, towering mountain, a guitar on his back and a bouquet of fresh flowers in his hands, quietly awaiting Jiang Zhiyu's arrival.
Since she had already agreed, Li Yuan firmly believed that she would come down to see him.
"I've already been waiting for over ten minutes. School Beauty Jiang isn't going to stand him up, is she? I'm desperate to use the bathroom. Let the show begin already!"
"Who does that girl think she is, making Xia Hua wait so long? Seriously... My idol, hold your head high. Don't look down, or your crown will fall."
"Hurry up and come down, my arm's getting numb from holding up my phone. Speaking of which, he's carrying a guitar. You don't think he's going to perform a song on the spot, do you?"
