don't like you

Half an hour before the opening of the concert, the audience had already entered the venue in an orderly manner under the guidance of the staff.

Zhong Shu stayed in the backstage for a while, until the lights on the stage were bright and the auditorium turned off the lights, and then he sat down on the reserved seat in the first row with his hat brim on his waist.

Next to the seat was a lady with a gentle temperament. She was not surprised to see him sneaking over like a thief, but she smiled politely at him, with two dimples looming at the corners of her mouth.

Zhong Shufang was taken aback for a moment, took off his hat and mask together and said hello.

Most of the songs at the first anniversary concert of Group M are new songs that have only released the sound source and have not yet released the MV. Zhong Shufang’s friendly participation is the theme song of their debut show, which is placed at the finale.

"One year ago today, Magic officially formed a group. We have grown and gained a lot during this year, and we are very grateful for your company. In the end, we still end today's company with everyone's common spring memories." Xu Luo finished. The five bowed deeply to the audience.

"Of course, today is also a little different. The seniors who were unable to attend the group night due to schedule conflicts came today, making this memory more grand and complete."

As soon as Xu Luo's voice fell, Zhong Shufang walked onto the stage with a smile from the backstage. Accompanied by the screams and shouts of thousands of spectators, Song Jingcong, like the other members, smiled politely at the visitors, and obediently called out "Hi, senior." .

I have seen it on the screen many times, but this is the first time I saw Zhong Shufang stepping on the stage at a distance of just one meter. When he walked, his stern eyebrows seemed to be stained with the ice and snow of the early spring. As soon as one piece fell, until it reached him, the ice and snow had just melted, and it was full of spring scenery.

Song Jingcong described it carefully with his eyes, only felt that there seemed to be a breeze blowing, and the dandelions scattered all over the field, soft and slightly itchy.

When the music played, my thoughts suddenly drifted away, and I went back to the scene when I was a trainee, facing a big mirror and cold white light, practicing for a whole day.

It is said that the short 10-minute break in school is the most sound and happiest sleep, and it is the same for them.

In order to achieve muscle memory, a lot of repetitive movements are really sleepy and taking a nap for a while is the most helpless and satisfying.

"It goes without saying that you carry your dreams on your shoulders

no big deal

repetition is my insistence

keep walking

sweat is my glory

I shine with the stars

keep it forever

......"

The dream of last spring has already broken ground and sprouted and grown into a better self with a towering attitude.

They lived up to the repetition and hard work on the stage. The concert finally came to an end amidst thunderous applause, and the five teenagers from Group M waved and bowed amidst the shouts of the audience.

"Back then, the company came to the school to select candidates. I obviously signed up for a small role in the play, but Sister Wang insisted on letting me become a trainee. At that time, I didn't understand it, and even rejected it many times. From the beginning to the end, I did not understand I never thought about becoming an idol. I took this road by accident, only to find that it is completely different from what I imagined." Song Jingcong took the microphone from Xu Luo, and his voice spread to everyone in the venue. Corner: "Compared to the teammates around me, I am not talented enough, and even my love has not been persistent since I was a child, but I have been working hard to make myself worthy of your likes. Thank you for letting me understand the meaning of idols."

Song Jingcong's smiling face was synchronized to the big screen next to him in real time. He was full of smiles, and the dimples were fixed at the corners of his mouth.

Life is in various forms, and he is fortunate to have embarked on such a road. The only regret is that he did not love enough before embarking on the road.

Zhong Shufang was the last one to take over the microphone, "No one can be young forever, maybe in a few years they won't become idols who weave dreams again, but it is meaningful enough to leave a little trace in your hot and green youth, idols and Fans illuminate each other's way forward. I know that there are some unfavorable phenomena in the current circle, but please don't take prejudice against a group of brave teenagers who pursue their dreams."

The applause and shouts from the audience lasted for a long time, and the guests on the stage bowed and waved their hands for an unknown amount of time, and the grand performance finally came to an end.

The official online live broadcast also carried the carnival of tens of millions of people. Zhong Shufang's last words stirred up waves and sparked heated discussions.

[u1s1 now everyone in the entertainment industry can enter, especially idols, it's no wonder that many people are more or less prejudiced, it's just a child with hard work and good ability]

[I'm crying... I'm an old fan from the draft, the M group is really five hard-working and good-looking little idols, they deserve it! 】

[Why do you always praise people who have no strength! !Aren't idols with strength and good looks fragrant? ! 】

[Isn't there a certain group, half of the ten can't sing or dance, they all rely on strong support and buy hot searches all day long, the impression is very bad, it's the atmosphere of the ball, right?]

[Passers-by took a look at the scene of this group, and the strength really beats many groups that are more popular than them. It's a pity that this is the idol we really want]

[Passers-by were fans at the scene, and agreed that the powerful and good-looking people upstairs are the idols we want]

[Thank you Zhong Ge 5555, the strength of our little paste group has finally been seen by everyone, please don't take a look at them with prejudice, the stage is really great]

[Originally, idols should be the shining existence of fans' hearts that give us strength, but now some idols work hard and don't work hard, except for buying rs and crying]

Song Jingcong handed the phone to Zhong Shufang, "Everyone is praising us!"

"Well, you are worth it." Zhong Shufang rubbed his head in front of him. In recent years, the development of the entertainment industry has become more and more deformed. In some people's minds, it seems that idols and idols are the original sin.

"Everyone must be very happy." Song Jingcong browsed for a while, cut off a lot of comments and sent them to the group for his teammates to read.

"By the way, Zai Zai, the lady sitting next to me today..." Zhong Shufang was still a little confused, and finally had time to ask Song Jingcong.

Song Jingcong slapped his thigh when he heard this, "Brother, I was wrong, I forgot to tell you, my mother sent me a message before the opening and she was able to come again. Originally, she said she was too busy to come, I don’t know how it got tuned and suddenly got free again, but she didn’t have much time, and left without even coming to the backstage to say hello to me when it was over. Have you met each other?

In an instant, Song Jingcong said to him a lot of things, and he didn't hear clearly. The moment my mother said that sentence, she turned into a thunderbolt and nailed him to the seat.

No wonder the lady smiled so familiarly, even the dimple at the corner of her mouth was exactly the same as Song Jingcong.

He just met his parents so suddenly, he didn't even know how he behaved...

Are hats and masks removed quickly enough?Are you sincere enough when you smile?Would Auntie think he was not polite because he didn't speak?