My Beauty Collection: Starting from Banshee Town

Chapter 615 Across the River of Time
The opening line is welcome to Chicago, but the lyrics that follow make Ethan laugh.

Because the painting style changed, it became Welcome to New York.

It felt a bit wrong, but the people at the scene didn't care at all. This was originally a hit song in Taylor's latest album.

With the cooperation of the left, right and the three giant LED screens in the middle, the stage effect is quite perfect.

Just a few lines of lyrics at the beginning set off the atmosphere of the audience.

After Ethan passed the initial novelty, he put his attention on other things. He didn't come here to watch the show, and his primary purpose was to ensure Taylor's safety.

Surrounded by busy staff, there are many people who are watching around vigilantly like him.

Both bright and dark.

Ethan has never been to a concert, but in his opinion, the current security standards are already outrageously high.

Try to turn on the radar, turn it off immediately.

At this time, the radar is completely disabled, and there are blips everywhere.

Originally, this thing is not suitable for use in this kind of place. This skill is mainly suitable for searching and fighting in buildings.

Come to your own home field, your best field.

Taylor was on full fire, swaying his charm to his heart's content. After a few songs in a row, he hurried off the stage and changed his clothes.

When it came time for Ethan to play, if there were no accidents tonight, I would just run around with her like this.

In less than 30 seconds, she changed into a shiny suit again.

The ultra-short leather pants reveal a pair of long legs, which is full of charm.

I don't know what kind of material the clothes are made of, and they are still shining with the lights. According to my own observations, Taylor likes clothes that are ineffective and shiny when performing.

"How about it?"

With a black golf club in his hand, Taylor raised his hips in a seductive pose.

There is no need for Ethan to speak, just looking at his eyes is enough.

"Hahaha!"

Seeing him breathing fire, Taylor walked forward proudly swinging the golf club: "Wait and pay attention to my hint!"

Hint, what hint.

Ethan didn't care about any hints at all, just followed the leather pants with his moving eyes.

The staff next to him looked at him dissatisfied, but Ethan pretended not to notice.

Damn it, why didn't I realize that she still has such a sexy side before, I should have known it last night.

Thinking of this, Ethan scratched his ears regretfully.

After Taylor changed his clothes, the performance continued, and this song exploded even more.

"There's a long list of exes, and they all say I'm crazy."

Taylor stood up on the T stage, raised the microphone and continued to sing: "But you know that I like to be a player, and you also like to participate in this game~~~~"

The high-pitched ending ignited the emotions of the fans at the scene.

The light sticks turned red at the right time, and the entire Soldier Stadium surged like a boiling crater.

Taylor turned around and put one hand on his waist.

She took a supermodel step and walked back sassyly, her short blond hair followed her movements, swinging left and right.

The chorus continued in the accompaniment, and Taylor returned to the middle of the stage.

Unlike the original design, she put her golf club on the ground, turned her back to the [-] spectators, and looked sideways.

"There's a long list of exes, and they all say I'm crazy."

"But baby, I left you a blank space, maybe I'll put your name in there."

With a flick of her hair, her icy blue eyes winked.

Being in the light, although you can't see the shadows.

But she knew that that person was right there, unbiased.

There is also a camera at the back. Although Taylor temporarily changed his actions, he was still quickly cut by the director.

That radiant wink was captured by the camera.

"Hoohoho~~~"

The fans at the scene were all agitated and cheered wildly.

In the shadow, Ethan's face remained calm, but the corners of his mouth curled up uncontrollably.

It turned out that this was a hint. To be winked at by a woman who has attracted much attention in public, I have to say, this feeling is not too pleasant.

The staff on the side quickly moved the tools needed next.

The lights slowly dimmed, leaving a ray of light behind.

"Next, it's a big surprise."

Taylor tidied up her ears. She took the staff's acoustic guitar and stood beside the two high stools: "This was only settled yesterday. I was also surprised when I received the call."

She swept the acoustic guitar lightly, and shouted excitedly into the microphone in front of her:

"Next, yesterday!"

"Welcome, Sir Paul McCartney!!!"

The voice fell, and from the other side of the stage, an old man in jeans and a white shirt walked onto the stage lightly.

With an acoustic guitar on his back, he kept waving to the audience below, and the British accent sounded:
"Hi, good evening friends from Chicago."

All of a sudden, everyone inside and outside the Soldier Field who heard the sound jumped and shouted frantically.

This is an extremely fantastic linkage, and this is a fantastic concert.

This crazy wave of sound spread far away.

People who didn't know thought there was a small earthquake in Chicago.

Ethan looked at the person who sat on the chair after hugging Tyler, feeling his heart was beating wildly like a drum.

Now he felt the feeling of the fans below, and his breathing became short of breath.

Holding the acoustic guitar, Taylor also sat on a high stool, looking at the fans below like a sea of ​​stars, she put her finger on her mouth, and the scene quickly became quiet.

Feeling the fiery gaze cast from the side, she secretly smiled inwardly.

Yesterday, she accidentally received a call from Paul, encouraging her to fight.

Knowing that the other party was also in Chicago, Taylor hesitated for a while, but decided to send out an invitation just to surprise a guy.

Even though Paul was flying back to England tonight, he readily agreed.

After going back and forth, they made up such a pair.

Next, led by Paul, the two played acoustic guitar together and sang Ethan's favorite songs.

In the soldiers arena, melodious melodies and simple lyrics echoed.

No one sang along, everyone listened quietly.

Paul got old and his voice became hoarse.

But when he sang this song, it was more emotional. With Taylor's chorus, the eloquent voice traveled through the long river of time, from 1965 to 2014.

After humming the last few lines, the strings made a few crisp sounds, and then the sound stopped.

"Woooooooo~"

There was no cheering, no jumping, only applause that swept everything.

Ethan also clapped his palms excitedly, giving the loudest voice to this 70-year-old man.

The two musicians happily held hands and raised their arms high.

(End of this chapter)