The Idol Group and the Crown

Huo Jian glanced at the guest area and backstage for several times without seeing the teacher's shadow.

He remembered this in his heart, but he wasn’t sure if Mr. Jiang Shupei had any other surprises. If asked, it was not very good.

So he waited sensibly until the birthday party ended.

Jiang Shu worked overtime for several weeks, and this time he was almost overwhelmed by screams after the birthday party.

The young girl's guy is really amazing, and if you open this fan a few times, you might be afraid of getting nervous.

Tete can't help shouting, when he went to the theater, the singing was all done.

On the way back, he sat in the co-pilot and handed the gift box to Huo Jian.

"Uncle picked a box of jewel cufflinks for you, and it will work well in a suit."

Huo Jian tries to analyze whether there are other programs in the back from his expression.

He knows the character of the teacher the most. He usually brings small things back in any country where he travels, and he remembers the first year of spf.

Teacher Pei at the adult ceremony...what will send me?

"Will we go somewhere else?"

"Where to go?" Jiang Shu yawned: "If you want to watch a movie and sing ktv, and now it's too late to change the way, I'll go back to bed first."

Huo Jian tried to find traces of smoke bombs.

"Then go directly to the dormitory?"

"OK, don't be too late," Jiang Shu waved his hand. "Tomorrow, we will continue to control salt and sugar, after all, we will go on the red carpet."

So I really went back to the 17th floor, and when the door opened, there were black paint, and no other friends from the dance group rushed out and called suprise.

Huo Jian glanced at the black lacquered living room and waited for the other teammates to enter before looking back to Uncle Jiang.

Jiang Shu was still waiting for the elevator outside, holding a flue in his mouth: "Come out and give me off on my birthday, so polite?"

"It's time to send it down." Huo Jian quickly took this step, and said casually: "Boss Pei is back on the 16th floor?"

"Sixteenth floor?" Uncle Jiang scattered the smoke in front of him: "How is it possible, he went to the United States by plane at 5:30 in the afternoon."

Huo Jian was stunned and repeated, "America?"

"I heard that a big star commissioned him to design a concert, so I have to go for two or three months."

The elevator jingled and opened the door, and Uncle Jiang walked in: "If you find something to guard, the award ceremony performance will follow the previous line, don't panic."

"Happy at the age of twenty." Uncle smiled with a squint and said: "Go away, bye."

Huo Ren stood staring at the elevator door for a long time.

Suddenly, emotions began to stir and stir, his nose sore.

Why?

When he was not familiar with his teacher, he was a 16-year-old trainee at SPF. Only Pei in the company remembered this matter, and gave him a cake.

Now that the relationship is so familiar, but leave without saying a word?

Huo blade clenched the key and walked back, closing the door for a long time in the quilt.

He is not a child and has no interest in pendant cakes and sweets.

Nor is it naive enough to get angry because you don’t get a gift.

He just felt that the teacher left suddenly and completely.

——The billboards at the bus station airport and even the posters of duty-free shops are all on their own. How could Mr. Pei not see them? !

What celebrity is so anxious to let him go? Wouldn't it be possible to send a happy birthday before boarding the plane?

The teacher is intentional! !

Huo Jian held the pillow tightly and turned on the phone again, reading the teacher's WeChat and friends circle.

Nothing happened.

The captain is a very dedicated person. The team is greater than the work than the individual. He never exposes his inner emotions to outsiders.

So after a week, he did not care about this issue again.

No plane will float in the sky for seven days without getting down. The United States also has wifi and broadband Internet access.

The WeChat dialog is still empty and contains nothing.

When it was time for the dance rehearsal, Huo Jian asked.

"Where is Teacher Pei?"

"Manhattan, come back in at least two months." Wei Jie took a towel and wiped his sweat, motioned the assistant to turn the music down, and tilted his head to joke with him: "Is the captain not forgetting it? The schoolmaster can't stop it. Alright?"

Huo Jian nodded lightly, and continued to practice dancing with others.

He quietly took back the feeling of attachment.

How could it be like, is confused.

Across the ocean.

Pei Ru also stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, gazing at Madison Square Garden.

"I have negotiated with the branch office."

"Compared with Shun, they discussed business with Mr. Qi in minutes."

"The latest situation on the market line."

"XV now has cooperation lines in more than 30 cities, and training points are still being added."

"...The sixteenth floor?"

"Practice, the concert has just been retrained, and now you are retraining as you say." Wei Jie felt his chin and felt a bit regretful: "Although they did not receive the osc crown finalist this time, they won three nominations. ——Mr. Pei, don’t you come back for the award ceremony?”

The man glanced at the four-leaf clover pendant hanging by the bookshelf.

"busy."

He paused for a long time until Weijie thought it was a signal problem.

"How is the captain?"

"Huo Huo also asked you," Wei Jie said broadly: "I said you will be back in two months."

"By the way, last time he celebrated his birthday, President Bae didn't seem to deliver anything-would I help you to deliver something?"

Pei Ru also touched the silver edge of the pendant with his back, whispering: "No."

Just fade away like this, and give the child more time to adjust.

He will get used to it.

The invitation letter of the osc award ceremony was gorgeous to the extent of exceeding specifications.

Not only is a graycliff cigar attached to the letter, the letter is printed on thin sandalwood, and the typesetting design can simply win the grand prize of the art major.

Corona was shortlisted for three grand prizes in total, and the news was pre-released by spf, which attracted a lot of career fans.

Who can get the intercontinental award every year! !

Who loves beans can become popular in one year and then become popular again in one year! !

My corona is so strong, so I can fight! ! !

The three cigars Huo Jian sent Jiang Shuliang directly, leaving one for Long Ji.

The latter leaned against the half-open window and tasted it slowly.

Long Ji was thinking about something while smoking a cigar, and Huo Jian leaned on the side to concentrate on writing songs.

Tobacco flavor is honey nuts, full-bodied aroma, just like the deep voice of mature men.

Bo Ju practiced the piano for ten minutes, and walked silently towards the two of them.

Long Ji sat on the rules: "Is it smoking you? Am I going to smoke?"

Huo Jian stopped the movement of writing the score and was ready to open the window to ventilate at any time.

Bo Jue's lips didn't speak.

Long Ji said with a guilty conscience: "I don't usually smoke this, I really don't smoke."

The eldest brother and sister in the family took him to the cigar shop a few times, mainly talking about business, which cannot be counted.

Bo Jue took a step forward, suddenly grasping his collar with both hands, and buried his face in Long Ji's neck.

The low aftertaste of tobacco is intertwined with hormonal breath, **** and bright, just mixed.

Bo Jue took a deep breath, turned his head and took the piano sheet back to the bedroom, closing the door and locking it in one go.

Huo Blade: ...?

Long Ji:! ! !

Huo Jianxin thought that the two brothers were teaching me how to fall in love. Long Ji stayed next to him for a few seconds, reaching for the residual temperature between his neck: "He just hugged me?"

The long hair brushed beside the neck, and the scratched person was a little itchy.

"I didn't hug it," Huo Jian said seriously. "Just sniffed."

Long Chi didn't care about half of the cigar, jumped off the window sill and hurried over to knock on the door: "Thin Ju--"

"Go away!!"

"Would you like to hug it again! I smell good!"

"Shut up! Stupid!!!"

The osc awards ceremony came in a flash.

Before entering the red carpet, Huo Jian glanced at Uncle Jiang again.

Then led his teammates from the flash and scream to the crowd.

"What the **** is the walking alpha iceberg face?"

"The captain is very aggressive!! My eyes are a bit fierce, but I like it so much!!! When I celebrate my birthday, I laugh so softly!!"

"Bou Ju's hairstyle, he looks like a hair tie, it's so fairy, so classical, I'm dead, I'm alive, I can do it again!!"

"Xie Lianyun, you are not allowed to touch your glasses!!! Your girlfriend is not allowed to mess with people here!!!"

After entering the venue, a large number of celebrities gathered here, Mei Heng sat in the front row of them, and waved with a smile.

The opening of the fast-paced song performance ended, and the awards began to be awarded round by round.

After Corona won the rookie award last year, there are men's groups popping up all over Asia, and this year's venue is simply not enough.

The Best Newcomer Award was awarded to a group of twelve women. The long legs of the girls were straight and long, and they were so happy that they were close to sobbing when holding the trophy.

Huo Jian paid attention to the finalists of each award, and found that the situation was indeed the same as Uncle Jiang estimated.

In Shidu alone, there were two men’s groups promoted to the second and third line. The light-colored teenagers were also shortlisted for the Best Newcomer Award. The overall appearance was fresh and cute, and very recognizable.

"The best choreography award belongs to-corona!!!"

The camera suddenly jumped to Huo Jian's side. They smiled and waved intentionally, and went to the podium to pass the manuscript written by the company.

Uncle Jiang even marked in a line (here the captain wants to hug his teammates) and (Xie Lianyun remember to smile more at the camera).

The crystal trophy was lifted up by Mei Sheng, and Mei Heng compared his thumbs with his hands.

The father and son smiled at each other, and they all came out completely.

"I'm going to enter the link that everyone is most looking forward to-" The host waved his inscription card: "The crown award will be released soon!"

Huo Jian raised his eyes slightly, looking at the finalists in the electronic screen.

There are two men and two women in a single person. Feng Jin and Feng Yi both have big hits this year, and the concert is also quite amazing. The video tapes have become the internal teaching materials on the spf side.

The four group awards are all predecessors, and there is no new generation who recently debuted.

In the end, Feng Yi won the prize, and the reorganized three-member women's group also won the crown. They smiled proudly at the camera and hugged each other tightly.

This result is indeed expected.

The six of them are running at full strength, but the predecessors have been tirelessly transforming and becoming stronger. They have worked hard for ten or twenty years, and their love for music and stage is pure and enthusiastic.

The big boys looked up at the shining predecessors on the stage, looking respectful and yearning.

When the performance ended, the two presenters walked back to the middle of the stage again.

Behind him was a ceremonial lady holding a red box.

"What we need to announce is that this will be the last time that the Osc Crown will award awards separately for individuals and groups."

"——From next year, there will be only one crown."

2

The news came so suddenly that hundreds of celebrities on stage did not hear the wind and began to talk quietly.

osc itself has sufficient gold content and fair evaluation, which is very famous in the industry.

Now that the individual award and the team award are suddenly merged, it is tantamount to increasing the difficulty of the award again, and the competitor will have to face double and triple opponents.

"This is also our respect for the crown itself."

The old artist opened the red box, and all the screens followed the enlarged crown.

"It should have such a unique lofty."

The audience fell into an uproar again.

The crown is made of pure gold. The pigeon blood rubies are embedded in the center, and the diamonds are adorned to the sides.

The precious is worth millions.

No one looked up at it.

Look a few more times, the heart is like the Husky planing door, and it is almost the same as rushing to touch those beautiful gems on the spot.

Mei Shengyao took a quick photo with his mobile phone and whispered: "It looks better than the one in my dad's display cabinet."

Xie Lianyun squinted him: "When did your dad get it?"

"At the age of thirty-two?" Mei Shengyao tilted his head and said: "If you say that the six of us will jump to the thirties...maybe they all get married and have children?"

"...How long do you have to wait?"

Huo Jian stared at the crown and clenched his knuckles unconsciously.

"Wait for us to get it," he said with a smile on his head, "I have to wear it for a day."

"One day is not enough, it takes three days." Chi Ji sighed sighed: "If there are seven tops, we will wear a group photo together."

Long Ji touched his chin and began to think about the feasibility: "If the original version is available, I can ask the craftsman to do the same."

"What is it so complicated to do," Bo Jue said, holding his chin: "Isn't it enough to win seven prizes."

Humans seem to have a natural yearning for gold glittering things.

They had only a vague idea in their minds, and when they saw the pure gold crown, all the cells seemed to be suddenly awakened.

That pigeon blood ruby ​​is so beautiful...

"The best song of the year is-"Anonymous"!!"

"Let's welcome corona to take the stage again to receive the award!!"

Huo Jian reacted immediately and led them to get up.

"Won another award?! Two awards?!" Chi Ji sighed in his throat: "It's over, we have a copy of the award speech?"

"My interim editor," Huo Jian led them to the stage and whispered, "You're done when you smile at the camera."

It really did.

The captain faced hundreds of predecessors whose face did not change color and heartbeat, and the five handsome young men forcibly laughed for more than half a minute.

Waiting for the trophy to sit down and sit down, quietly rubbing his already stiff face.

Back at the hotel in the evening, the men wrapped their bath towels in their robe and panned the two trophies in and out.

"It's real crystal." Bo Ju first took the lead to conclude: "The base is gold-plated."

"We are going to fill up the trophy!!!" Mei Shengyao raised his hands high: "In the future, four study rooms will be filled!!! One crown per person!!!"

The six of them rolled around in the room of Long Ji and Mei Shengyao, squeezed together on two beds, chatting and not sleeping.

At the beginning, I was still seriously discussing how to do the next album, chatting and chatting away.

Long Ji showed them the newborn cubs of his big dog, Xie Lianyun pulled Huo blade to sing a German song, Chi Ji followed with a whisper.

Thin Ju was tossed for a day and was unable to do so, and he pretended to be dead next to the repairing mask.

"Oh," Huo Blade curiously said: "Why did you think of corona?"

Everyone paused for a moment, and began to recall the past things after a long absence.

"I'll talk first." Xie Liyun raised his hand: "I was thrown to Uncle Jiang by my parents."

Xie Lianyun's talent for songwriting and song writing broke out too early. Although some parents stared at him daily, he secretly received private work to write ost for TV dramas. He earned a lot of extra money when he was 11 or 12 years old.

Then it became logical to become an internet addicted teenager and kryptonite.

"My mother found that my face was black when I spent more than 40,000 playing games..." He coughed hard: "Isn't it right to spend money for the tribe!"

Bo Jue said with a complex face: "Buy more than 40,000 data?"

"You are too old cadres, you don't understand." Xie Lianyun firmly said: "This is a matter of faith."

Uncle Jiang happened to be doing a men's team project, and the elders knew that Xie Lianyun's debut alone would only be more lawless, so he simply threw him over and reformed.

Neither can he bury his talents, nor let him live like a weed in a messy life.

Huo Jian knew it.

According to Yun's character, if he made his debut alone, he might be able to play liver games all night, and his foundation would not cover the dark circles.

"My reason may be a little strange..." Mei Sheng scratched his head and said: "My dad and Uncle Jiang established this project, the original intention was actually to help me find more friends, like-minded kind."

He is the son of the emperor, and he has no worries about food and clothing since his beginning.

Mei Shengyao's personality is very similar to that of his father. Since childhood, he likes to dance and has a good throat. He has a natural affinity for the stage.

"Indeed," Xie Liyun leaned against Long Ji's back on the pillow: "We are too lonely, your dad knows very well."

Whether in the entertainment industry or any industry, the higher you stand, the more lonely you are.

If you can meet friends who are able to make a heart, and work hard together with them without distractions, there is no infighting and no suspicion, it is a miraculous gift in itself.

Huo Jian extended his arms to turn off the lights, and continued to lie down and chat with everyone.

"Isn't Koike a musical actor before? Why did he return to China?"

"Uncle Jiang came to me specifically." Ji Ji thought for a while: "I feel that because there was still a good vocal in the group."

His appearance ability is perfectly beyond the selection criteria of spf, and he has been further recommended after few talks with the person in charge.

"Uncle Jiang asked you to come," Xie Lianyun beeped softly: "I'm not afraid of being sold."

"He said that if I go back to China, there will be tens of thousands, even hundreds of thousands of people listening to me sing and dance." Chi Ji elongated his voice and refuted seriously: "I am super-I like the stage."

The feeling of being heard by more people is so beautiful, he even wants to live on stage all his life.

As long as I was singing and dancing, it seemed that my breath was full of flowers.

Huo Jian suddenly heard Mei Sheng booing.

"Brother Ju is asleep." He lowered his voice: "Let's go to bed too early."

Thin Ju hugged the pillow tightly and sighed slightly inaudibly.

Fortunately, it was not his turn.

Corona won more than two individual awards at the osc Asian Grand Prix.

The Domestic Sky Awards were awarded to them two albums of the year and two awards of the year's best men's team. The Silver Falcon trophy is also decorated with stars.

The four awards were awarded in turn, and the fans were so happy that it was almost like the old mother saw the transcript of her own school.

: What's the concept of osc when I bound to blue blood before I debuted! ! What is the concept of holding four consecutive prizes in the second year! ! Does cp have a good career? ! ! Corona is the strongest boy group I want to blow up today! !

:Corona's full face value bursts his strength. This also makes my peers live...I also have other dogs on the wall this year, but the next door either looks good and the singing is not good, or the singing is good and the dance is completely collapsed. Ah (weeping)

: I'm also going to be a mommy fan girlfriend's fan career fan. I'm so hard, let me go to the lottery for a blow and celebrate it.

: Back to 42l, the concept is similar to that of six talented children in the first year of high school to get the top 2 special exam qualifications, and the second year of high school won four national competition awards.

The seventeenth floor entered the sprint stage of liver death line again.

The time to release a new album is getting closer and closer. After finishing the song, you must record an mv to shoot a poster. The rehearsal of the New Year's concert must be reserved for a week.

The third album was named "William", and the c-bit alternated among the six of them, which was also a strange harmony.

The benefit of the deep feelings between the members is that they can support each other willingly, without any suspicion.

The song written by Mei Shengyao is called "Broken Gold", and the tap dance and snare drum switch back and forth, pushing the main melody forward like a fast horse.

The main vision of mv is that he dances alone in high light, but the five elder brothers’ Acapella will alternate between the primary and secondary, and the two parts will complement each other, emphasizing in turn.

Chi Ji's arranger ability is weak, and Mei Shengyao thank you for co-writing a "Fire in the Palm".

The lyrics choreography boldly chose the gorgeous **** style, and the visual impact is quite shocking.

Bo Jue chose the slow song, Xie Rianyun did the electric reverb, and Long Ji continued the fast song of the group dance of the last album, named "Prisoner".

Huo Jian suddenly awakened after eating fried noodles and made two main c songs with strong contrast.

The first is "Hang Mang" in the style of gangsters. All members put on gangsters to wear and dance in the street scenes. When shooting mv, they all have hairstyles and chaotic rebellion.

The props group made a large and colorful tattoo sticker: "Whatever you like! Just stick it! Don't rub it up with water!"

Long Ji and Xie Lianyun took the opportunity to affix themselves a unilateral big flower arm, like the elder brother of the underworld family.

Bo Jue looked disgusted: "...I'm forgetting to put a decoration on my side."

Huo Jian vaguely discovered the new world: "There are actually such props!!"

"Tattoos are very painful," Mei Sheng patted his shoulders, turning his eyes to light up: "Brother-I want to stick the sickle of death!"

The last song is still a bad boy in cos, and the next song has become a pure campus style.

This song was co-written by him and Qi Lin, and was named "Cloud at the School Gate".

So the gangsters ripped off the tattoos and shampooed hairspray, and wore a long shirt to change back to high school teenagers in one second.

3

Across the ocean.

Pei Ru also thought about it again and again, but still decided not to go back to China for the New Year's Eve concert with a crown.

He invested in spf and joined forces with Jiang Shu to build and grow corona. Originally, the mainstay of the past few years has been put on this, and there are no regrets for pushing off many cooperation opportunities.

Corona will become a generation of myths, this is something he and Jiang Shu both know.

It's just that he never thought that he would have thoughts other than teachers and students about the child.

Secret, subtle, and warm.

Pei Ru has always been cautious and meticulous, never ignoring his heart, and finally chose to dilute the problem through distance.

But in any case, this is also the first New Year's concert held by a child. The large-scale process is complicated, and it is not enough to rely on Wei Jie.

The man sat at the desk in silence for a long time and made a few calls to close friends.

"Old Director, please bring them the process again. At the Red Pavilion, I didn't go back. There were a few businesses that I didn't finish."

"Yes, I am estimated to be busy until next year."

"A Zhou, the New Year's Eve concert will stare at the light stage for me, and the branch can--"

After four or five calls, he let out a little sigh of relief, but missed but increased.

I don't know if the child has had a stomachache recently.

After ten minutes, Pei Ru also called Jiang Shu.

This is just for the sake of docking, he persuaded himself like this, he would not ask more about other things.

Jiang Shu is talking to Qi Ding and Jiang Yan to stop them from rubbing mahjong.

Huo Jian held the flow chart and sat next to it to write notes. He heard a ringtone when he heard the ringtone.

"Uncle, phone, I handed you?"

Jiang Shu didn't expect that he would lose four even. At this time, he was anxious and didn't look back: "Who called?"

Huo Jian glanced over and stopped for half a second before saying: "It's Teacher Pei."

"You picked it up-it must have confirmed the concert." Jiang Shu threw Dongfeng out: "The one you know."

"Hu Hu." Jiang Yanzhi smiled and said: "Transfer or cash?"

"Fuck?! Come again!!!"

Huo Jian turned his head to look at the four elders who were in full swing, and took the phone to a slightly quieter corner.

When he saw the three words Pei Ruye, his heart was slightly hot.

"Mr. Pei, it's me."

Pei Ru also took a breath, his tone remained calm.

"Well, let me confirm the concert."

Huo Jianhui squinted, and reported to him one by one.

From the final adjustment of the program, to the lighting of the props that are ready to cooperate with the solo show, and then to the recent practice of all members.

The teenager's voice was gentle and quiet, with no emotion.

Pei Ru also stared at the night under the sky, and after a while he said good.

They and each other haven't seen each other for a long time, and their emotions are elusive.

It is rare to chat a few words, all are routine work reports.

"I wish you a successful performance." Pei Ru also took a deep breath for two seconds, preparing to tell him the first-rate lineup he just arranged.

He wants Huo Jian to perform realistically without worries.

Before waiting for him to speak, Huo Jian suddenly had no sound over there.

A blank of five or six seconds appeared on the phone.

Pei Ru also subconsciously searched for his breath through the current sound, but there was only a blurry background sound in the receiver.

"Teacher," the teenager said sullenly, "When will you come back?"

The familiar two words sounded as if they were attached firmly to the heart.

Pei Ruye frowned slightly and sighed with a smile as if acknowledging defeat.

"……tomorrow."

"Come back tomorrow."

Huo Jian blinked and continued to ask.

"The whole process is over, are you still here to accompany us on stage?"

"...The special effects plan is ready." Pei Ru also raised his hand and raised his forehead: "I will take you to see the props when I see you."

When the phone hung up, Assistant Zhang just brought coffee.

"Mr. Pei, the plane to Vancouver tomorrow--"

"Change the itinerary."

"Ah? Don't go to Canada?"

"It's all back. Give me the special effects program before boarding the plane. The props are arranged in advance for the docking."

Assistant Zhang was in the same place and said, "The financing meeting between the company and Fermex--"

"Leave it to President Peng."

"But the reception tomorrow night--"

"It doesn't matter, push it away."

Pei Ru also raised his hand to untie his tie, shaking his neck bones from side to side, and peach blossom eyes swept her for a moment.

"Remember to arrange for Xiaoguan to go to the boutique to buy gifts, don't coincide with the previous models."

Assistant Zhang:? ? ? ! ! !

Boss, you were not like this before! ! !

The time is getting tighter, Huo Jian has taken the group to step in the venues of Shirakawa.

Last year, Shirakawa-Taiwan hosted a New Year’s Eve performance here.

From the early hours of December 30 to 31 this year, the Red House will only belong to Corona and Gems.

They were looking at the visual distance around the auditorium exit, and there was a low laughter behind them.

"The magic exit should be at gate c."

Huo Jian immediately turned to see him, and suddenly felt the sky was clear.

"teacher--"

He wanted to run over and hug him, and his footsteps accelerated within two seconds and then stopped quickly, standing in the eyes of the man.

The emotion that hung for a long time finally let go.

"It has grown taller." Pei Ruye also put his hands in his pockets and stayed in place, no longer going forward.

They stared at each other for a few seconds and smiled lightly.

The concert was held as scheduled, the first game was full and burst, and the second game was a large number of yellow cattle high-priced tickets, like speculators eager to get more oil and water.

Two and a half hours before the opening, all the roads near the Red House were in a blocked state. The boys and girls on the roadside had crowns on their heads, as if the kings were coming to hajj.

The flower wall is more gorgeous than before, and passers-by can't help but stop and hang around, taking pictures with six handsome standing signs with a smile.

The huge advertisements change the light and shadow on the skyscraper, and the exterior walls of the Red Mansions are all dyed in brilliant golden color.

At the moment when the performance finally began, the winter night here suddenly ushered in a midsummer-like carnival. At the same time, dancing with golden snakes lit up the stadium.

Two hours passed and the countdown to the New Year was getting closer.

In the last six minutes before the arrival of 2014, they sang the first song again before the story began.

The flame of gold and red draws a six-pointed star orbit, and the laser lights at 18 points are interlaced like a forest with hanging lines.

"At this moment only you are in my eyes,"

The clang drum points out quickly from far to near. The six people in the center of the stage step on the point and look forward, their hands fluttering like the falcon long feathers.

"You who stubbornly love me deeply."

Huo Jianyang stared at the sea of ​​people for the first time, and a silver tear mole flashed in the dark night.

He turned to hide behind everyone, Mei Sheng slipped forward, wandering and dancing in the hexagonal labyrinth like a dark crow.

"Night snowstorms in the mountains are not enough-not enough to shake my heart that I want to see you."

The white gold nest wrapped in tourmaline sapphire descended from high altitude and landed slowly on the hexagonal frame.

The five of them kneeled down on one knee at the same time, Huo Jian stepped into the colorful scene alone, and the figure fell.

The platinum nest slowly rotates backwards, and floats back to the highest point of the dark night.

"My soul is a gem."

All lights began to disappear.

The sounds of piano drums and breathing were wiped out, and only Chi Ji's clear singing voice fluttered away.

"It is fragile and tough, only because this moment shines eternally."

They raised their heads again, looked at the north of the golden ocean, and spoke again like a god: "Just waiting for you--"

The Platinum Nest burst apart and flew away, and a strong light burst out of the sky, illuminating the unparalleled young man in the audience!

"An order!!!"

He wears a scepter and wears a crown, his eyes are as cold as cold nights.

Huo blade! !

How could the captain suddenly come to us? ?

Fans who had seen the captain in real life had already exploded, calling his name with the highest decibel voice across the railing.

"It's him--"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh I

"Brother, I love you!!! Love you forever!!!"

The entire northern audience area suddenly became the promenade of the crowned king.

The young man stood tall and dusty, and his cloak was embroidered with fiery crimson amethyst flowers, and stepped calmly towards the center of the stage.

Wherever he went, countless people stood up on tiptoe, struggling to stretch out their hands to touch even half a shadow, the voice and tears in their expressions were full of fanaticism and piety.

"I'm yours--"

Tens of thousands of sounds are mixed together like a flying bird.

"Only one emperor crown!!!"

Suddenly falling snow in the sky suddenly seemed to be called by the advent of gods at this moment.

The ice-white blizzard followed the long wind and roared, like stars dancing in the tulip sea, and his long eyelashes and hair sides were decorated like butterfly wings.

"Your ambition will burn everything like a night fire."

Huo Jian stood between Jinhai and Feixue and stepped towards the end step by step.

At this moment everyone was roaring for him, and his voice was cold and his treble was terrible.

"All the ups and downs will be burned to ashes--"

Bo Jue leaned over and clenched his hands, and once again greeted him to the highest point in the winter wind.

"And Shen Ye is just a moment."

"The countdown starts! Let's come together!!" Mei Shengyao and Xie Lianyun raised their microphones to the auditorium at the same time: "Five -"

Pei Ru also stared at the young man in the snow, raising his hands like a believer and kissing the cold four-leaf clover between his fingers.

"four--"

The six people laughed and hugged each other, waving their arms vigorously following the changing numbers on the big screen.

"three--"

Bo Jue's other hand touched the back of Long Ji's hand accidentally and shrank back like an electric shock.

"two--"

Then he was gripped with a finger gap in the palm of his hand and suddenly clasped his fingers in the darkness behind everyone.

His eyes were stunned, but the man beside him was smiling, his eyes calm.

"One!!!!"

Huo Jian lowered his head and kissed the four-leaf clover pendant on his neck like a god's last blessing before disappearing at midnight.

The cheers of everyone rose up with the sky fireworks: "New · New Year · Happy · Happy!!!"

Their pulse breathing coincides at this moment.

Just like the first bell of the New Year. ,,,,...,,,,