star chaser poem

As soon as the encore was over, Xiang Shi, taking advantage of her position at the back, quickly took a questionnaire from Sally Yeh at a booth that hadn't gathered people yet, and prepared to write it while queuing up later.

Probably, I haven't been seen...

The raindrop-shaped pick was lying in the pocket, rising and falling with the rhythm of breathing.He clearly remembered the envy in the eyes of the people around him when he picked it up, and the trembling of his heart that was like being gently touched by the wings of a butterfly.

Xiang Shi felt that something was wrong with her recently, as if a powerful catalyst had been pumped into her body, and she was reacting secretly in an invisible place.And he was affected by the huge energy generated in the reaction process, and he was also happy and worried, capricious.

He even had an urge to rush into the backstage right now, announcing to the whole world aggressively: Your j belongs to me alone, and no one is allowed to snatch it from me.But once this kind of strong outsider meets Fu Jing himself, he is restrained by a guilty conscience that lacks confidence, shrinks into a small ball, and hides in disgrace.

Because writing can only be done with a mobile phone, the entire questionnaire was filled in very sloppily, and this was in Xiang Shi's favor, after all, it could prevent Fu Jing from recognizing the handwriting.

When it was Xiang Shi's turn, he saw that there were no urging staff around the booth, so he boldly talked to the drummer: "When you throw the pick, can you throw it exactly where you want to throw it?"

Perhaps because of the aura of the Kryptonite boss, he obviously felt that Oscar's attitude had become more enthusiastic.Even if he didn't say it clearly, it seemed that the other party had already remembered him.

"Did you find J's pick?"

"Ah."

"That's what I threw for you." As if he thought that there was no need to worry about this problem, he patted Xiang Shi's shoulder familiarly, and explained: "Whoever snatches it will get it."

Seeing that he didn't answer for a while, Oscar said with a smile, "The things you bought are packed."

After waking up, Xiang Shi hurriedly took the bag. In order to hide her embarrassment, she had no choice but to thank her while hurriedly handing over the completed questionnaire.

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Due to a delay in buying peripherals, Xiang Shi was the last one when she came to the barbecue restaurant where she had dinner.

Even though the group were all girls, their attitude towards him was merciless, and someone immediately jumped out and shouted, "You'll be fined for being late!"

Everyone was quite curious about him at first, but now they took the opportunity to cast their eyes all over him, blocking Xiang Shi's wings.

However, with the pick hidden in his arms and the peripherals in his hands, he is in the most contented state. In his eyes, any small episode is a harmless joke, so he will not refuse anyone who comes.

After quickly downing three glasses of beer, the always tight string in the cranial cavity began to relax.Everyone chatted in a hurry, and Xiang Shi narrowed his eyes and listened absently. The content was nothing more than surprises surrounding the new song and encore. wall.

"Today's slow song is nice, but I feel complicated after listening to it."

Hearing this, he turned his head in surprise, but he didn't expect that someone on the other side clapped his hands suddenly, and echoed excitedly: "I understand!!!"

Xiang Shi pretended to be playing with the barbecue tongs nonchalantly, but she kept an eye out and listened with her ears pricked up.

"If Sariel also becomes the mainstream style of the bad street, I will be the first to lose fans."

"Occasionally one song is fine, but it's a bit overwhelming to have all these songs."

"But if you don't stay out of the circle, you will end up messing around like this."

"If you can't make money, you have to disband."

"The key is that the circle is too small. After all, people who like something with a strong personality will especially like it, and those who don't like it don't even bother to look at it."

At this point, he finally understands: if the band is not popular, it will be difficult to maintain, and once it becomes popular, it must sacrifice freedom of expression to a certain extent in order to cater to the tastes of the market.

Although no one would want Sariel to be imprisoned underground forever, but they who walked out of the cramped livehouse will no longer be the same as they used to be.

Xiang Shi has no special aesthetic obsession with music, he just simply believes that popular does not mean low-level.Moreover, being seen by more people is tantamount to exposing the band to a harsher environment. If the strength cannot keep up with the ambition of evolution, then the so-called talents and talents will be destroyed in a blink of an eye. wear out.

Amidst the chirping discussions, he propped his face on one hand, and interjected lightly: "What do we people who listen to music care about so much?"

The commotion at the dinner table seemed to be a beat slower. When the words were still blank, everyone's eyes focused on him again.

"Those four people bet a part of their lives here, and no one cares more about the development of the band than them."

"No matter how talented you are, if you don't have enough people to listen to, you still have to disband. After all, they have no obligation to keep being the so-called treasure band just to satisfy our sense of superiority."

Even Xiang Shi herself didn't expect that one day, in order to protect Fu Jing, she would argue with people about music in public.

Silence is like an insect frozen in amber, maintaining a constant posture, motionless.

"Actually, I also like that slow song very much." Miao Miao came out to smooth things over with a smile, two blushes appeared faintly on her fair cheeks, "The lyrics are very romantic. I remember the image of 'rain' was used in it: want to The person who asked can no longer ask, so I can only ask the rain, and let the rain wash away all the excess emotions."

Taoguo picked it up at the right time: "So this is what the lyrics are about?"

"That's right." Facing the dazed Tao Guo and Xiang Shi, Miao Miao scolded, "What did you two hear..."

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Perhaps it was because of drinking on an empty stomach, although he didn't drink much, but the drunkenness came quickly and unexpectedly.Xiang Shi only felt a hazy layer of tulle under the quilt above her head, making her face flushed and ears hot from the steam, accompanied by a slight lack of oxygen.

Miaomiao and Taoguo next to him didn't know what they were talking about, they lowered their voices and giggled, he picked up the glass and was about to ask them for a drink, when a few words from the conversation drifted into his ears inadvertently.

"There is a sister on Weibo who said that she saw J's performance when she was in Songshi."

"She also knew J's real name. She said that her surname was Ji, so she was called J."

"That sister said CP is true?"

"Yes, she said J unrequited love."

"..."

"She farts."

Speaking to Shi, he threw a piece of fat-rich beef small intestine down, and a bright flame spewed out of the baking pan like a rage, causing the two of them to hide back in shock.

They first glanced at the blazing small intestine in disbelief, and then glanced at Shi with lingering fear, only to realize that he seemed a little drunk, his eyes were no longer focused, but soaked in the loose mist, misty .

Just as he was about to explain, the mobile phone on the table rang untimely, vibrating wave after wave without any sign of stopping.

Taoguo pointed to the flickering screen and asked, "The phone call. Aren't you going to answer it?"

As for Miaomiao, who was closer to the phone, her eyes moved slightly, and she was about to get closer to take a closer look, but Xiang Shi snatched the phone quickly.

"Hello?" He was taken aback by his extraordinarily loud voice.

"Xiang Shi? It's me! Fu Jing!"

Miaomiao and Taoguo stared at him curiously on the phone, they both looked at each other in unison, wondering: "Why is he so blushed after drinking too much?"

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【Feedback survey about Sariel】

＊Thank you for your support＊

LiveEvent

November 11th (Sunday) @吴起气气楼

Nickname: Hardworking Dumbo

Sex: Male

Age: 20~30 years old

Occupation: Company employee

Q1. How many times have you watched Sariel's performance? (Please circle after the corresponding item)

·1st

·1st~5th timesO

·The 5th~10th times

· No. 20 or above

· come every time

Q2. Which band would you like to see Sariel perform on the same stage with?

no.

Q3. Is there any Sariel peripheral you want?

Ring.

Q4. Please list your ideal Setlist (list of performances during live)

Songs composed by J, with any repertoire.

Q5. If you have anything else you want to say to the members, please write it here.

There are two personal views on publicity.

(1) You can upload Sariel's video on the Internet to expand your popularity.

(2) It is recommended not to cover your face when you take a promotional photo next time. There is no reason to hide your advantages.

Finally, I wrote to J: I found the pick you threw, and I will treasure it.I especially like the second new song I sang today, and I hope to listen to it again on the tour in Matsushita.