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"ABO!"

"ABO!"

"ABO!"

Yuan Wangye jumped off the lifting platform, with his long drag behind him like spreading wings. Amidst the deafening screams and applause, he raised the microphone and shouted loudly:

"Areyouready?"

What answered him was a turbulent sound like a tide, closing his eyes as if he was in the surging and vast ocean.

This is the first time for an ABO group to stand on a stage that is completely their own. The spotlight, screams, and applause are all tailored for each member of ABO.

Shen Xianian felt a sense of unreality in a trance—he recalled the first meeting with Jiang Beicheng, when he was a porter with a daily salary of 250 yuan during the summer vacation, and he passed by Jiang Beicheng when he was moving speakers up the stairs for Create. Jiang Beicheng gave him a hand, and after he finished moving, Jiang Beicheng brought him water and chatted with him.

"Have you ever thought about being an idol?"

"I never thought about it." Shen Xianian gulped down half a bottle of mineral water.

"Why not try it?"

"I can't afford it, boss." Shen Xianian grabbed the towel around his neck and rubbed the sweat that was pouring from his forehead, "Redness can make money, so what if you don't become popular? I won't talk about it. Thank you boss for the water. I will continue to move." something went..."

Shen Xianian stood up and was about to leave when Jiang Beicheng stopped him:

"I promise you will be popular."

"Boss, don't be joking," Shen Xianian said with a helpless smile, "If I want you to be so handsome, I'd be a celebrity too, but I'm just a poor man, and it's not easy to earn money..."

"If you give you 100 million, it will be your salary."

"..." Shen Xianian jumped a few steps away vigilantly, "You are not the leader of some pyramid scheme, are you? Don't lie to me, I really have no money!"

"No, I won't lie to you," Jiang Beicheng smiled, "You will definitely become popular in at most two years."

So Shen Xianian agreed, and he asked Jiang Beicheng for 50, saying that he would definitely pay it back in the future. At the beginning, he was just greedy for Jiang Beicheng's convenience in borrowing money, but Jiang Beicheng didn't care much, and didn't even issue an IOU.

Before Shen Xianian was 19 years old, he never thought that one day he would be able to stand on the stage of the group's concert. In the white color of the group's support, he also saw his own support light board:

best every year

Dear Shen Xianian

Shen Xianian I love you

……

Shen Xianian smiled from the bottom of his heart. He smiled sweetly, his eyes were curved, and he was wearing eye makeup with broken rhinestones and sequins stuck to the corners of his eyes. His smile was shining brightly. He waved to the rice cakes and blew a kiss. Responds with screams, waving hand lamps and lights.

"We laughed and sang

finally fell asleep together

thought it was a long dream

Fortunately, after waking up

you are still by my side

......"

The last encore song is the song "Long Dream" given by ABO to the fans. The general idea is that they become idols. Because of the company of fans, it is like having a beautiful long dream and reaching the peak.

The golden paper flowers falling down from the stage engulfed the five people tenderly. Shen Xianian spread it out to pick it up in surprise, smiling brightly, the diamonds in the corners of his eyes gleaming, Yuan Wangye carefully brushed his hair for him, Shen Xianian's joy was still hidden. In the gentle gaze, it fell directly into Yuan Wangye's peach blossom eyes, his pupils watered, and the young man became flustered with his heartbeat.

"What's the matter, Ono?"

"The paper flower... fell on your head."

Everyone's heads were covered with paper flowers, but Yuan Wangye was obviously eccentric. Suddenly everyone was caught by Jiang Beicheng's left and right arms, walked to the front of the stage, and bowed a standard ninety degrees to the front, back, left, and right:

"thank you all!"

"Thank you for liking us!"

"Please continue to support ABO in the future!"

"ABO!"

"ABO!"

"ABO!"

When the members left the stage, many fans couldn't help crying. When fans really like an idol, they are the most dazzling and unique existence in the world. How long can this love last?no one knows.

After two months, Shen Xianian finally plucked up the courage to enter his name in the Weibo search bar, and a bunch of comments about this concert popped up:

@花狐猫cat: Shen Xianian’s live performance is great, the breath of singing and dancing is very stable, the singing is accurate and the dancing is powerful, compared to when he first debuted, he has improved a lot. Maybe he is the type who is born with a lack of talent and works hard?Anyway, I had a good time watching it today.

@年年有有今日: Every year, rest assured that flying rice cakes will always be with you! !This scene is great!Without a filter, it is really amazing, very expressive, full of explosive power on stage, I really want to cry, only he knows how much sweat and painstaking effort Niannian has put in, all I can do is continue to support Niannian, Shen Xianian Give me red out of the galaxy! ! !

@你爸爸-: Why is there such a good idol as Shen Xianian? [crying] [crying] Rice cakes are sitting together, everyone is holding a support sign, every year after seeing it, they run over, laugh at us and wave and blow kisses to us, at that moment, only four words are left in my mind ——The country is so beautiful, I was so excited that I cried on the spot. 5555 Niannian is really a fan! #The best Shen Xianian in the world#

……

"Hee hee, hee hee, hahaha..."

Shen Xianian happily rolled around on the bed with his mobile phone in his arms. Before his debut, he hadn't experienced much in the world. He searched his name once, and the displayed content was simply unsightly.But he really doesn't have talent, and he doesn't think that his looks are as good-looking as fans say. Besides, there are too many good-looking people in the entertainment industry, and it won't be long for him to rely on his looks alone.In order to thank the fans, Shen Xianian posted a selfie of her makeup:

@ABO沉夏年: Thank you rice cakes for your support and love, I will continue to work hard [love you] [picture]

After the past few months, Shen Xianian's Weibo fans have finally reached 500 million, no matter whether it is intentional or unintentional efforts, fans are asking for the release of 500 million benefits. In the small video, there are some devils who go down to chase stars: Shen Xianian is asked to wear women's clothes to dance, Shen Xianian is asked to perform a topless lift, and Shen Xianian is asked to wear his pig-headed pants to show off... Are these people fans or black? ? !

Now Shen Xianian's weibo retweet can break a million. The more fans he has, the more people will tweet.These days, if you click on any idol celebrity’s Weibo, it can range from five to six million yuan to over ten million. It is filled with the blood and tears of "women who work in Lunbo". Don’t underestimate the fans of Lunbo. Even if a star has only 60 live fans on the entire network, as long as they are willing to make data for their idol, 1000 people can forward it to [-] million, which shows the greatness of love.

The corridor outside the dressing room was full of flower baskets sent by fans and friends of the group members. Yuan Wangye put on his makeup and wandered around outside the corridor to breathe. He found two pots of flowers that stood out, twice the size of other flower baskets. Out of curiosity and vaguely competitive mentality, Yuan Wangye glanced at the congratulatory message on the card, the first one was from OOT:

OOT wishes the ABO performance a complete success

Su Liu wishes Jiang Beicheng a happy birthday

Well, I didn't see that even though Circle Kicked was stinky, he still had a good heart.

Seeing the second greeting card, Yuan Wangye's face turned black instantly:

I wish Shen Xianian a complete success in her performance——Bai Xianghe

However, the reason for Yuan Wangye's black face was not only because Bai Xiang sent Shen Xianian a flower basket, but also on this greeting card, a caret was added after Shen Xianian's name with a black pen, saying "Yuan Wangye Jiang Beicheng", what? !Yuan Wangye could even imagine Bai Xiang's ugly face: Oh, is there a concert in Xia Nian?Give him a flower basket, finished writing the greeting card?Let me see if I forgot something, yo, I forgot to write Ono and Beicheng, let’s make it up.

Yuan Wangye was so angry that he wished he could kick the flower basket into the air: What's the difference between this and the phone bill? !Just when he was eager to try, Shen Xianian also put on makeup and came out for a walk. Seeing Yuan Wangye punching and kicking a flower basket, he couldn't help being curious:

"What are you doing, Ono?"

"No! The flower basket fell over and I'll straighten it..."

"It's so big, this flower basket," Shen Xia Nian said enviously, "Is it for you?"

"...No," Yuan Wangye tore off the card and slapped it on Shen Xianian's chest, "For you."

"Huh?" Shen Xianian turned over the card and took a look, "Isn't this for the three of us?"

"...If I didn't know that you were really stupid, I would think you were mocking me."

Yuan Wangye cast a sideways glance at Shen Xianian, and his gaze was immediately fixed firmly. Create has paid a lot of money. There are three sets of costumes for each concert, and the three sets are not repeated. Today Shen Xianian is wearing a white suit with a fluttering tulle outside, her hair is tied high, and she is wearing a gorgeous dress. Long earhooks, like a beautiful and light elf.

"Is it weird?" Shen Xianian was a little embarrassed to be stared at by Yuan Wangye, "I also think this outfit is too girly..."

"Like, like..." How could someone like Little Fairy have the nerve to say something like that? !

"Give way, let's all make way."

The staff brought several flower baskets to the corridor one after another, all sent by Jiang Beicheng's fans, because today is December 12, Jiang Beicheng's birthday.In the past, fans sent gifts to the company for birthdays, but this time since they are on tour, fans not only send gifts to the company, but also send birthday flower baskets to the concert.

One of the newly moved ones was very big and flamboyant, with Baixiang's rich and powerful demeanor. Yuan Wangye went up to take a look, and it was indeed Baixiang!

Happy Birthday to Beicheng——Bai Xianghe

Thinking of Bai Xiang sending big flower baskets to both Shen Xianian and Jiang Beicheng, I don't have one, and it doesn't mean that I care too much about Bai Xiang's flower baskets, but I feel uncomfortable, it seems that something is stuck...

"Don't move in such a big flower basket," Hong Dingding pressed his temple with a headache, "Who sent it? Did you send it a flower basket or a roadblock?"

Yuan Wangye and Shen Xianian turned their heads when they heard the sound, and were taken aback at the same time. The flower basket was so big that it took two people to carry it in. It was very impressive. Yuan Wangye took off the greeting card and took a look:

Is Ono sad?I thought to myself why they don't have me?Don't cry, bro, this flower basket is for you

"What the hell!" Yuan Wangye threw the greeting card on the ground and stomped on it, "Who cares about it!"

In this concert, everyone cut the cake together to celebrate Jiang Beicheng’s birthday. Zhong Ziqian and Chen Zui pushed up the cake with three layers, and Yuan Wangye was the host:

"Today is our most beloved captain, Jiang Beicheng, Brother Beicheng's birthday. As long as you like anyone of us standing on the stage, please call out Jiang Beicheng's name? Thank you everyone!"

"Ah, no need..."

"Jiang Beicheng!"

"Jiang Beicheng!"

"Jiang Beicheng!"

It is rare for Jiang Beicheng, who has always been calm, to blush embarrassingly:

"Let me tell you, the last time I blushed, maybe...it was when I was in elementary school. There was a race, and I ran in front of a classmate. He was afraid that I would overtake him, so he reached out to grab my clothes, and fell down. He caught my pants and took off my pants..."

"Ha ha ha ha--"

The audience erupted into thunderous laughter, and Shen Xianian admired Jiang Beicheng deeply:

"Team Jiang, be careful that tomorrow's Weibo trending topic will be 'Jiang Beicheng's pants were stripped'."

"Oh, it's okay, I still have my underpants on, it's not embarrassing."

"Hahaha!"

Then the audience sang the birthday song to celebrate Jiang Beicheng's birthday. Jiang Beicheng closed his eyes and said his wish loudly:

"I wish everyone who likes us to be safe and happy every day. Today is the last day of this year. I hope next year's ABO will be even better!"

"what--"

The fans let out howling screams, and there were a few heart-piercing wailings that were particularly harsh:

"Jiang Beicheng, I love you woo woo woo—"

"Jiang Beicheng marry me!"

"Ginger—North—City—"

After the cake is cut and eaten symbolically, there will be a relaxed and pleasant game session. This kind of session is usually a test of business level. It must make people blush and heartbeat without using too much force to cause holes. "This is socialist brotherhood" but also to satisfy CP fans "I announce that you will get married immediately".

This time we are playing the king game, because Jiang Beicheng is the birthday star, he will be the king directly, and the rest of the teammates will draw number plates. Waving the scepter:

"How about this, Princess No. [-] hugs No. [-]."

The number plates were spread out, and the number three was Yuan Wangye, and the number two was Zhong Ziqian. His strong desire to survive made Zhong Ziqian back again and again:

"No, Ono can't hold me, it doesn't look good when I fall on the stage."

"Otherwise, you can hug him." Jiang Beicheng directed with a smile.

"I hug, Brother Zhong, I can do it! Come on, I'll hug you!" Yuan Wangye opened his arms to Zhong Ziqian magnificently, "Comeonman!"

So Zhong Ziqian and Yuan Wangye chased each other on the stage, and finally Yuan Wangye hugged Zhong Ziqian. The whole audience was drunk, and the screams of Ye Nian and the girls in the city and the wild could lift the roof of the gymnasium off.

"Hey, it's quite fun," Jiang Beicheng seemed to have been turned on by some strange switch, "How about letting number three confess to number two in this game, say the name, and then 'I like you'?"

"what--"

"what--"

The entire auditorium was like a scene where a large werewolf transformed, and there were strange wailing sounds.

"...Why is it number three again?" Yuan Wangye showed his number plate helplessly.

"I, I'm number two..." Shen Xia Nian was more helpless than Yuan Wangye.