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The lead singers, who didn't need to take instruments, were quick to respond and didn't have the love of their teammates, managed to escape.

But other people on the stage did not have time to leave, and were immediately ravaged by the audience inhumanely. No, it should be said to be an expression of love.

When Theo yelled 'my ass was pinched and swollen'; when Baldwin said in a low voice, 'a strand of my hair was pulled off'; A torn shirt, with a face full of depression, appeared in the background as if about to explode...

James, who was intact and still able to laugh and chat with Josh, immediately fell silent.

This incident probably left a permanent psychological shadow on Lance.

Because, unlike James' enthusiastic personality, this top student is untouchable and untouchable like a cat most of the time, and he hates being approached by strangers.

Therefore, in order to avoid similar things from happening again, some time after becoming famous, he dramatically hired a team of bodyguards to isolate all unknown people.Every time I go out, I will be hugged by the front and back, and I feel very safe surrounded by eight strong men in the center for protection.

That scene made me laugh so hard!

Why do people who are obviously very smart do stupid things from time to time?

But I really appreciate (Fuck) his hypocrisy, which indirectly gave the whole band countless senses of presence, and also provided some unscrupulous media tabloids with a lot of nonsense for people to talk about, plus fabricated all kinds of absurdities...about' What the hell do eight strong men live with four men do every day' good material, fuck!

But that's all for later.

At this time, James, who was lucky to escape, did not have a correct understanding of the seriousness of the situation for the time being, and only thought it was fun.

He is not like Lance, who has been praised since he was a child. He has heard a lot of good things, and he is almost tired of hearing them.

The silly boy who is rarely popular is flattered in his heart: "Being liked by others is better than being hated by others, right? The enthusiasm of the audience is completely a compliment to me. This is all love!"

On the other hand, it is different from the two of them who were surprised but always understated their attitude.

Almost every member of the kangaroo band was watching the two boys with incomparably amazed eyes.

Only peers will know how difficult it is for this to happen.

The audience is very difficult to please, usually only a few people have the talent to control the stage, they are generally the most enviable kind, born to do nothing, as long as they simply stand under the spotlight, they can attract others look.

Sad to say.

The effect that this kind of talent can achieve is often difficult for most people to achieve after two hours of twisting their butts on stage.

"Look! They don't even realize how attractive they are on stage."

The cheerful Josh looked at the two boys who were wiping away their sweat with a towel, and couldn't help but think dejectedly in his heart: "God is really unfair."

But maybe you get used to being hit and hit.

The kind-hearted kangaroo band quickly showed the demeanor that their predecessors should have.

They surrounded the four young people, patted them on the shoulders encouragingly, talked to them affectionately, taught them stage performance skills enthusiastically, and pulled them to pose together in front of the photographer to take a group photo.

Finally, after the audience gradually left, they walked out of the backstage together to have dinner in the lobby of the club, and the staff brought cases of champagne to celebrate the success of the show.Everyone got together happily, singing, dancing, telling jokes, and sang the song that was supposed to be the finale but couldn't because the audience was too excited.

Mr. Dwight watched with a smile as they played for the rest of the night before staggering drunk on the floor.

Then, he nabbed the photographer to take a picture of this scene, as a souvenir.

In that photo, Lance's image is considered the best.

Holding the baby guitar that he never left his hand for a moment, he rested quietly on James' lap, showing half of his beautiful side face, and his black hair, which was always well-groomed, fell down in a mess. He closed his eyes tightly and fell into a deep sleep. ;James's blond hair was shining under the light, he tilted his head, leaned against the wall, and slept with Theo, who was in a similar posture, head to head; Baldwin lay flat on the floor not far in front of the three of them, The unfinished wine bottle next to him fell on the ground, and he unconsciously passed out, letting the wine flow out of the bottle wet his beard and clothes.

As the background of the photo, the situation of the Kangaroo band is not so good.

One by one was dizzy from drinking, and lay down on the ground, and even though they didn't lie down, they obviously drank to fragments, standing on the table, lying on the chair, lying on the ground with blank eyes, looking at the ceiling and talking to themselves. language...

But the happy time is always short.

In the afternoon after sobering up, the kangaroo band had to leave here.

Tours have a strict schedule.

They can't stay in the same place for too long, they have to set off according to the plan and rush to the next venue to perform.

Before leaving, the kangaroo band members bid farewell to their four new friends.

Kangaroo's drummer and bassist ran to Baldwin and Theo to exchange feelings, and the guitarist Mr. and Josh also approached James and Lance to talk respectively.

"The "Shepherd"... I will sing it to you."

Mr. Kangaroo's guitarist hesitated to James with a very tangled expression: "Although, uh, the effect of your singing is not the same as what I want to express and want, well, it seems that it is indeed more suitable than Josh. you."

"Give it to me? Really?!" James felt very dreamy.

With an expression of surprise and disbelief on his face, he pointed to his nose and asked, "Can I have my own song too?"

I never expected to receive such an expensive gift, so a pair of green eyes almost brightened up.

This kind of joyful performance undoubtedly dissipated all the reluctance and reluctance in Mr. Kangaroo's guitarist heart, and he also had a sense of peace of mind that he gave to the right person.

Giving a gift reaps value and affection in return.

This is definitely the most appreciated response from the gift giver.

Mr. Guitarist then nodded seriously.

He also stepped forward and hugged James tenderly, encouraging: "Do it well, kid."

At the same time, Josh was also talking about the song with Lance on the other side: "...James sang the shepherd very well, but you also have to think about the future."

He persuaded him very earnestly: "If it's just for fun, it doesn't matter what songs you sing, but if you want to develop for a long time, or even really go out, a band must have something unique and original of its own. .I know you all love the Beatles, and you imitate them, which is fine. But people love the Beatles, and there’s only one Beatle.”

Although Lance is proud, he is not a person who does not listen to advice.

What's more, Josh said it very sincerely, speaking from absolute experience, so he couldn't help showing a thoughtful expression on his face.

Seeing this, Josh nodded slightly in relief.

He said with emotion and a hint of envy: "During the rehearsal, I heard that you also tried to play some melodies of your own, which were very beautiful. So listen to me, boy, you have a very good talent, stick to it , don’t waste it, and don’t disappoint your god-kissed hands.”

These kangaroos are so hot!

Sure enough, Yirou Ke was king just now?

Not to mention that James, who kept saying that he wanted to defeat them, lost his resistance long ago, and neatly raised the white flag to surrender;

At the moment of farewell, even Lance was completely under the series of warm attacks, and all he had to do was nod obediently.

So, when the kangaroo band officially left...

The four teenagers of the planetary band all looked reluctant to part.

They hugged all the members of the kangaroos, and watched sadly as they walked onto the bus one by one and stood still for a long time.

The members of the kangaroo band were obviously very sad, and wiped away their tears emotionally, and kept waving goodbye to them through the car window.

James pouted, unhappy.

But at the moment when the bus started to go away, he suddenly cheered up, ran a few steps to catch up, waved his hands vigorously and shouted: "I wish you a successful tour! Josh, come on! The Kangaroo Band must win! The Kangaroo Band must win! The Kangaroos will win!"

The driver of the bus may have taken care of their parting feelings, and started to drive very slowly. At this time, he may have just traveled less than 1000 meters.

Then, a sudden brake stopped!

Under the surprised and delighted gazes of the four members of the Planetary Band...

It slowly fell back to the original place!

The window opens.

Josh poked his head out, his face flushed with anger.

"Jimmy Lemon! You little bastard! Ahhh!"

He yelled all over his head and face: "What kangaroo band? What kangaroo band? There are kangaroos in Australia, so should we be the kangaroo band? You also have robins in the UK, why don't you call it the bird band! Who the hell stipulated this dog?" Shit theory? Kangaroo you brain! Listen clearly, motherfucker! Our name is Hope Band! Hope Band!! Hope!! Band!!!”

"...Oh." James blinked his green eyes in embarrassment.

He raised his right hand again, waving it like a Boy Scout salute foolishly: "May the band win! Hope the band win! Hope the band win!"

Baldwin and Theo were speechless.

They both pretended to look to both sides at the same time, and had a mysterious conversation: "Look, there's a dog shitting." "Yeah, that's a dog."

Lance lowered his head and smoked, he didn't even want to lift his head.

Deep in his heart, he disliked everyone very coldly: "Why am I the only normal person in this staff making group."

"little bastard."

Josh cursed again angrily, then retracted his head again and let the driver drive.

Kangaroo... no, hope the band bus starts up again, slowly moving forward.

There were faint laughter and laughter in the car, and the sentimental parting atmosphere was gone.

This time, no one was in the mood to wave and tearfully say goodbye through the car window.

But true friendship is often not about the form.

James understood.