I, ET, mixed entertainment circle

At 10:20 p.m., the battle has entered the final closing stage. After a long time of anticipation by the audience, the last team, the "Northern Expedition Army" of Qi Damowang appeared on the stage-yes, Qi Bei didn't bother to think of the name at all. , directly used the names of his fans.

As soon as the "Northern Expedition Army" in black punk-style uniforms and short windbreakers came on stage, the audience screamed like a tsunami, and countless fluorescent sticks and light signs shook violently. The Beida Demon King can watch them for a second.

A tide of intense emotions rushed towards his face, Qi Bei squinted his eyes, his tentacles spread out, like a busy spider webbing all the food in its pocket.

There was no time for the audience to breathe, fierce drums and applause suddenly sounded, and the prelude to "rockyou" adapted from the theme song of the World Cup was sung in Qi Bei's mouth. Suppressing his anger, he sang loudly:

"buddy you area a boy..."

Under the stage, [-]% to [-]% of the audience sat in the VIP seats, but he didn't come.

Qi Bei raised his eyes, the pupils were almost pure black, and countless stars flickered in them.

In the bloody battle, the passionate and shocking emotions scattered around him like shock waves, detonating the audience's already very enthusiastic emotions, and there were violently dancing fluorescent lights everywhere.

This emotional wave comes from the victory of the winged race.

They were ambushed by the Zerg in the double-ring galaxy, and they were forced into the meteorite circle. They suppressed their anger and hatred, and connected each other with their innate consciousness aura to form a network of consciousness, which unexpectedly surrounded the Queen Mother of the Zerg and her guards. Using dimensional rifts to cut off the emotional connection between the empress and the Zerg race, using thousands as hundreds of thousands, and severely injuring the Zerg race at the cost of zero deaths, gave the intelligent race a great shock and enlightenment.

On the stage, 7 young people danced vigorously with youthful enthusiasm, like fighters fighting and fighting, going forward indomitably!

The relatively gentle but powerful prelude passed, and the rhythm of the climax sounded.

The joy of victory and the great shock are like a volcano under the sea. After sleeping and suppressing for thousands of years, a deep crack has burst open. The hot flame that can melt rocks spews out from the earth's crust, and instantly meets the dark and slightly turbulent sea water. , the interweaving of water and fire, the violently vibrating seabed, and the steaming bubbles make howling waves gushing out from the calm seabed!

Qi Bei jumped up suddenly, staring straight ahead, the joy of victory was finally ignited in his raging eyes, he pressed his earmark with one hand as if giving the final attack order, sweat poured down from his plump and perfect forehead , with light brown hair wetly stuck to his temples, he threw aside his black light-brimmed military cap, stared at the auditorium and let out the most passionate roar:

"...we will-will-rockyou!"

It was like a tsunami sweeping through the wild waves with great force, and the waves were wild and turbulent. There was no time for people to react, and the passion had completely engulfed the crowd.

Accompanied by this familiar climax, the entire audience and even the instructors stood up and sang excitedly: "wewill-wewill-rockyou!"

The strong emotional waves, with a nearly substantive energy level, are like reverse ripples, one after another rushing towards the most shining and radiant star in the center of the stage!

Intense to fanatical admiration, mixed with climax and passionate heartbeat, the agitated emotion brings human yearning for beautiful things, longing and love for the ultimate beauty, washing Qi Bei's human body, "admiration" is like The flood poured into his dry and ignorant spiritual cloud, and every pore opened tremblingly, enjoying the sweet "love" deep in his soul.

Qi Bei bloomed all his spiritual tentacles, the corners of his eyes were reddish, staring at the familiar figure who was guarded and quietly walked out of the dark corridor, until he quietly took the VIP seat directly in front of the stage, smiling wearily , stretched out two thumbs, and proudly gave a thumbs up to the passionate and brilliant performers on the stage.

"... singit, will-will-rockyou!"

Looking at his handsome face, Qi Bei roared out the last line of the song.

Well, it's late, but at least this human did what he promised.

The cheers flooded the arena, and the emotional wave was so abundant that it almost filled his mental cloud, so high that he wanted to go back and transform it into energy to repair his own cracks.The crowd was turbulent, and all the audience stood up, excited and excited, cheering and screaming for a long time, and the fluorescent light had been drawn into pieces of fireworks in the dark background.

Qi Bei led his equally excited team members to bow again and again to thank him. When he straightened up, he saw Yu Qinghuan's back in a hurry.

What happened?Coming in a hurry, leaving in a hurry.

In the crowded crowd, Yu Qinghuan's tall and thin back gradually faded away. Facing the camera, Qi Bei could no longer pay attention to his "partner" and could only smile.

In this round, the Northern Expeditionary Army got an unbelievably high score——5000 points, a perfect score!Every audience chooses to offer their own vote for the Northern Expeditionary Army, without exception.

The students in the waiting room who were waiting for the results of the competition, saw this extremely exaggerated score, suddenly fell silent for a moment, and then burst into an uproar.

When the opponent is so strong that you can't even see the back of your neck, it doesn't matter what "opponent" is, only numb looking up.

The "miracle boy" Zeng Wenlan, who jumped from class F to class A, looked at the TV wall and sighed, raised his eyes to look at the stunned red hair beside him, and comforted him sympathetically: "Don't watch, it's not a crime of war. You are a genius, but That guy is not human at all."

Dong Ri stared blankly at the big screen, his head swelled up, and his spirit was almost torn in two.

Half of it is me who admires music extremely, clamoring to kneel at the feet of the devil, holding all the admiration and reverence, my favorite rock and roll can play this much, what's the use of keeping my knees? !The other half is the self who regards Qi Bei as the strongest opponent, and his self-confidence is completely smashed into powder by the enemy, leaving only the rustling autumn wind and a gloomy future...

Everyone will only pay attention to the winner, who will pay attention to No.2?But, on top of his head is such an invincible non-human whose charm shadows the audience!

Dong Ri was at a loss for a moment, and even the red hair on the top of his head was drooping.

In any case, defeat must also have the posture of defeat. He sat stiffly on the chair, waiting for the winner to return.

However, after waiting for a long time, the audience began to leave, and the members of Qi Bei's group appeared in the waiting room together.

Dongri looked left and right, and there was one person missing. He pulled Deng Li angrily and asked, "Where's Qi Bei?"

"There is something at home, he asked for leave to go back." Deng Li didn't like to talk to him, but the camera was on the side, so he could only deal with it briefly, and was dragged away by Captain Lin.

"At this time...go home?!" Dong Rifei was so surprised that his face was distorted, that guy, that guy's brain circuit is also inhuman!

At this moment, "Qi Bei" had disappeared, and Yang Qibei was sitting in the taxi rushing to the airport, frowning and recalling the phone call that Yu Qinghuan had just made to Qi Bei in a hurry.

What kind of situation can make him come to Shanghai to listen to Qi Bei's live concert, but he can't stay even one night and needs to rush back?I only had time to make an apologetic phone call on the way and briefly explain a few words.

On one side is the battlefield of "Ou Lian", which has won a decisive battle, and on the other side is the "partner" who is in an emergency situation. No matter what kind of feelings or interests are considered, Yang Qibei feels that he should return to Yu Qinghuan to explore Find out what happened, find out the problem, and work hard to solve it.

The extreme self-control of this spiritually powerful human being on earth is already annoying enough, if the emotions that can be eaten occasionally in the future are "sorrow", "trouble" and "depression" that can't be swallowed... Oh!I can't live this day.

When the "quantity" of emotional energy has reached a certain level, Yang Qibei's pursuit no longer stays at the low-level stage, but strives to change to a qualitative direction.

For the powerful reason of the food source of delicious food and the "mental health" of his partners, without the slightest hesitation, he unilaterally asked for leave from the director team of "Ou Lian", and followed Yu Qinghuan's footsteps without waiting for their response , Embarked on the return journey to Qingmian.

President Yu, who was exhausted and ready to go, unexpectedly received a call from Yang Qibei, and the other party hung up without saying a few words, only saying that he would go home in two hours.Yu Qinghuan held the phone in astonishment, slowly closed her eyes, pursed her lips and smiled, that sloth really wasn't as hard-hearted as he appeared.

Pressing the dialogue button on the table, President Yu ordered: "Secretary Dong, please help me change the route to San Jose at [-]:[-] tomorrow morning."

Although the situation on Willbe's side is urgent, it won't be too late for a few hours to get out of hand. Everything that should be done and can be done has been arranged, and the follow-up can only wait for the reaction of the US imperialist government.

When he finished handling the important matters at hand and hurried home, Mr. Yang had already been waiting at his home for a long time.

As soon as Yang Qibei saw Yu Qinghuan's pale face, a pair of sword eyebrows immediately frowned, got up and greeted him, and asked aggressively: "Why do you make yourself so tired? It's a waste of my...'inner energy'!"

That being said, his hands had already stretched out to hold Yu Qinghuan's hands, and the abundant energy was passed over in an instant, and the light blue listless mental body immediately became energetic, and entangled him again joyfully.

Being held by warm hands, warm and powerful "inner force" poured into his palms. Yu Qinghuan gently closed his eyes, feeling the warm current washing away the exhaustion and dross in his body, and the energy was quickly transmitted to the whole body, allowing him to breathe from the inside out. Feeling comfortable in the field is like removing a heavy stone that weighs on your chest.

He let out a long breath, opened his eyes, and looked at Yang Qibei with a smile, "Why is Master Yang willing to go back to the secular world?"