The beams of light on the stage chased one another as Lubao rose slowly on the lift platform, and with a "bang," the cold fireworks and stage fountains all burst open to meet the grand occasion.
"Lubao, Lubao! Da Luoluo, Lubao's coming out!" the girl screamed excitedly, waving her glow stick vigorously toward the stage. She danced like a butterfly, drawing various sideways glances from the fans behind her.
"Baby, mind your vocal cords!" Han Luoli frowned with concern, not knowing when he'd gotten a Peninsula Iron Box in his large palm. His beautiful fingers opened it and took out something that resembled a candy.
"Here, suck on this to protect your throat," he said, tearing open the package and placing the throat lozenge in the girl's mouth with his long fingers.
Music began to play; an opening hit song set the atmosphere in the venue to a boiling point.
