@大白喵:

I finished eating the () and () melons, shocking my mother [kneeling] There is a set of clues in the hidden version, it is really awesome [kneeling]

Mercury retrograde will end soon: what melons, what melons rwkk! ! [Looking forward to]

>>Dabai Meow: The protagonists are traffic A and president B. A went straight to B's house that night when A came back from the film crew, but A's teammates posted on Weibo that the whole group was celebrating in the dormitory and helped him forge the proof that he was in the dormitory.

>>Dabai Meow: As a result, the next day, a girl who opened a shop at home and delivered food came out and broke the news, saying that their shop serves very sweet Wuxi dishes, and that the shop is located very close to a high-end residential area. People in nearby Wuxi can order it, and she has an impression of regular customers.

>>Dabai Meow: But that night, a person with the same surname as B suddenly ordered two takeaways late at night, one sweet and the other free of sugar, and her brother who was in charge of delivering the food came back and said a few words, explaining that it was The man also asked to put the takeaway at the door without opening the door, being very careful.

>> Mercury retrograde will end soon:? ? ? ?What's wrong?I don't understand why [kneeling]

>>Dabai Meow: A’s hometown is near Wuxi, fans also know that he loves sweets.And B is said to be a Chinese American, so he definitely doesn’t eat such sweet food anyway, and his home is in that neighborhood.

I was wearing a red suit and I was sitting backstage at the party.I usually don’t wear such ostentatious colors, but when I performed on stage, I catered to the atmosphere of the Spring Festival. It wasn’t just me, the artists in the backstage were all red in uniform, very festive.

The show later will be performed by three people together. Besides me, there are two newcomers this year, both of whom are acting.Maybe the program is classified according to traffic and non-traffic. The director directly packed the three of us young people into a singing session, regardless of whether we are familiar with each other.

Seriously, I'm not familiar with it.

I was a little cramped, and I was praying that some media would come in and interview backstage, so that I could relieve my tension.

As soon as I thought about it, a reporter came with a camera and a microphone.

I pulled the corners of my mouth and showed my first business smile today in front of the camera.

"It's only five hours before the new year arrives, does Xiao Chu have anything to say to the fans?"

"The Chinese New Year is to get rid of the old and welcome the new. I hope that everyone can forget the unsatisfactory and unhappy last year, and meet more beautiful people and things in the new year."

"It's so official! Watch out for fans getting angry?"

"Hahahahaha, no way, I think they are super sensible. Then I will do it again, remember to cut the part just now."

"I wish you all a smooth exam pass, no overtime at work, no pig teammates playing games, no fat no matter what you eat. In addition, I would like to remind everyone to follow stars and play games rationally, and always pay attention to the balance of Alipay. How is it? Yes Isn't it super sincere?"

"Thank you Xiao Chu for your blessing and reminder. Then I want to ask Xiao Chu again, is there any new arrangement for 2030 that can be disclosed in advance?"

"In terms of arrangements, what can be revealed at the moment is that... there will be new music works for everyone, and there will be performances in the future. Specifically, our studio here will officially issue an announcement in April or May. Please also Thank you for your support as always!"

"Then Xiao Chu, this is your first time on the stage of the Spring Festival Gala, how do you feel?"

"First of all, of course I feel very honored. About half a year ago, when I learned from my boss that I had the opportunity to go to the Spring Festival Gala, it really felt like a dream. Because the Spring Festival Gala is a stage for the people of the whole country, and I myself have been watching it since I was a child. , I have always been looking forward to it. At the same time, I was also quite nervous, and I was afraid that I would not be able to present the best show to everyone. But this time I am not performing alone, and I have two very reliable friends by my side. In fact, I am very happy to get to know them through this stage, and I will feel more at ease with them."

……

"In the end, is there anything else you want to say to fans and friends?"

"I said a lot just now, let's use gestures this time."

"Wow, that's amazing. Is this sign language?"

"That's right, I learned a little bit when I was doing public welfare, so I can apply what I have learned. Finally, I wish you all a happy new year! Remember to watch the Spring Festival Gala with your family at home."

You should also remember to watch the Spring Festival Gala, remember to watch me.

In fact, after I officially stepped on the stage, I was not as happy as I imagined.

There were a lot of spectators at the venue, including men, women, young and old. The seats were all packed, and it was dark. Everyone was smiling, and even the applause was very neat.

I listened to the music from the accompaniment and the pre-recorded singing voice, pretended to be in high spirits, and made mouth movements with a smile on my face, thus ending the performance.

This is not what I want.

I didn't understand until today that what I wanted was never the recognition of the mainstream media or the acceptance of the general public.Let me continue to be a clown and a vase in their eyes.

I want a hearty stage, maybe singing until my voice is hoarse and my muscles are throbbing, but it's all real.The madness in the audience and the excitement on the stage are all true.

I want to be real, but I am destined not to be real, everything about me is fake, I am just a false idol shaped by the expectations of fans.They are in the dream, and I am also in the dream.

In fact, I never wanted to be a perfect idol, nor did I want to be a perfect idol at all.

The new year is here, and it is time to wake up from the dreams of the past.

I sat in the nanny's car and looked out the window at the night sky.On the night of New Year's Eve, you can't see the moon, the sky is pitch black, and even the stars are dim light gray.I pulled down the car window, and the cold wind howled in, blowing on my face.

Xiao Feng shivered from the cold, and asked me pitifully, "What are you doing, brother, aren't you cold?"

"It was too stuffy in there just now, I wanted to take a breath." This is the truth, the venue is too closed, it made me dizzy, and my face was scalded, fortunately, it was covered by foundation.

"By the way." I asked him, "Did you buy the things I asked you to help buy?"

"Of course, don't worry about my work!" Xiao Feng smiled "hehe", "I put it in the back seat, and it's in the plastic bag behind your butt."

I moved around, pulled out the plastic bag behind me, took a look at the contents, took it out and stuffed it into my pocket.

When he was about to get out of the car, Xiao Feng suddenly said: "I didn't even go home on New Year's Eve, brother, you remember to blow the pillow wind for Brother Xi so that he can give him more bonuses this month."

"Okay." I agreed.

I opened the car door, Xiao Feng stopped me again, with a silly but sincere smile on his face: "Brother, Happy New Year."

"Happy New Year." I smiled.

I rubbed my hands in the bitter winter wind and hurried upstairs by elevator.

It was almost a little late when I came out of the venue. At this time, Jian Junxi might have fallen asleep. I forgot to take a look from downstairs just now. The curtains in the living room were covered and the lights were not turned on.Fortunately, Jian Junxi gave me a spare key before, so that it is convenient for me to go in and out.I reached into the inner pocket of my clothes for a long time, and finally took out the warm key and opened the door.

My singing came from the living room, and the light of the TV flickered on and off.It should be the rebroadcast of the Spring Festival Gala to my show.

Jian Junxi noticed the opening of the door and turned off the TV directly.

While changing my slippers, I said, "Don't turn it off, it's so lively when it's on."

Jian Junxi got up from the sofa and walked towards me, asking, "Are you hungry? Do you want to eat? I cooked porridge."

With a chill all over my body, I hugged his waist and muttered, "Still changing the subject? I think you really are a hard-boiled duck."

Jian Junxi's warm palm pressed against the back of my cold hand, covered it carefully for me, and said with a low laugh: "It's not cooked yet."

I raised my head and looked into his eyes, and said softly, "It will be cooked right away."

His hand touched my fingertips lightly, and then clasped mine tightly.

It is said that ten fingers connect with hearts.So when we interlock our fingers, can our hearts also be connected in one place?

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