The Idol Group and the Crown

Mei Sheng went to wash his face, his expression became calmer.

He sat back beside the five of them and dialed the phone.

"I thought about it."

"This is something between you and him, please solve it yourself."

The other party didn't expect that the coquettish child would have such a side, and he responded in a daze and hung up the phone.

After thinking about it, Bo Ju went to the kitchen and cooked a bowl of quick-frozen rice balls.

"One person, not much."

"Come on sweet, and get a good night's sleep."

Huo Jian hasn't touched sweets for a long time, and today he ate one.

The soft and glutinous glutinous rice dumplings boiled, and the sesame filling bites down, and the blood flows out, making the body's blood seem to be warming.

He subconsciously squinted to feel the taste, and Bo Jue just saw it, and smiled and gave him that one too.

"The captain has worked hard recently, and it's okay to eat one more."

Huo Jian is a bit embarrassed, and he still eats obediently.

Peanut stuffing is delicious.

They slept very well at this sleep.

The next day's program was recorded at the Ocean Pavilion, not only to feed penguins and seals with small fish, but also to help dolphins clean their teeth and play with them.

The stadium was too air-conditioned. They just wore short sleeves, and only Long Ji wore a coat.

He untied it and draped it over Chi Ji holding his arms. Chi Ji pushed for a long time and simply pulled three people to squeeze together in a jacket to keep warm.

The staff smiled and photographed the scene, and signaled the instructor to continue science.

"Dolphins are high-intelligence creatures. Each dolphin has a unique whistle, which can be used to identify relatives and friends."

The instructor handed them the iron bucket with the little fish and smiled: "First, let's say hello to cici."

A dolphin tweeted happily on the shore, took the long kiss to Xie Lianyun's palm, and suddenly jumped up to kiss his face.

Xie Lianyun was coldly kissed by a dolphin and his cheeks were a little red.

"Eh-is it not afraid of you?"

Bo Jue curiously said: "What about Longji?"

Long Ji reached out and touched the wet dolphin's head and smiled, "It's so smooth, I really want to have one at home."

Everyone tacitly did not take this sentence as a joke.

If President Long's family really wants to raise... It's not a problem to have an aquarium keeping killer whales in the living room.

Xie Lianyun was rarely approached by animals. When he was recording a few days ago, he brought a cold field buff all the way. At this time, he was relieved for a long time, feeding him sardines one by one, and squatting beside him couldn't help laughing. .

"Oh good..."

Several other dolphins swimming happily in the pool also joined together, singing like a song and begging for attention and feeding.

"Dolphins will protect humans spontaneously, and they are also very dedicated to their pups." The instructor smiled and handed the small ball to Huo Jian, and continued to talk: "When encountering premature delivery, the mother dolphin will continue to treat the baby dolphin Push it to the middle of the water and let it get more oxygen to survive-it will even stop foraging for two days.

Huo Jian subconsciously did not want Mei Sheng to hear these.

He didn't turn his eyes right away, but tossed the ball three or four times with another little dolphin in the distance before throwing the ball to Mei Shengyao to let him interact with these marine elves.

Yaoyao’s mental state is not very good today. If it’s a regular program, it is estimated that he would have rushed to take turns feeding fish.

"Would you like to touch it?"

"It's so cute!" Mei Shengyao was gradually attracting attention, and she was squirted with water: "Ha ha ha ha ha --"

Bo Jue took out paper towels daily to help them wipe their faces and necks: "The clothes are wet! Don't stand so close!"

Their recording gradually entered the middle and late stages, and listening to Jiang Shu said that the team behind the concert was quite luxurious, which also meant that docking things would be very cumbersome.

Everyone cherishes this half-vacation and half-play variety show recording, and will also make cakes and pumpkin pie for the cameramen when opening the restaurant on the weekend.

Huo Jian has a steady grasp of the meal-making process. After recording it over the weekend, everyone has become accustomed to the steps before and after, and occasionally changing two dishes to change the taste also works well.

On Sunday they added two dishes of freshly roasted beef tenderloin and baked scallops with cheese. The window was crowded with many fans taking pictures and screaming.

"Captain--" Long Sui suddenly speeded up after the meal and rushed back: "There is a temporary situation!"

"what?"

"A little girl brought a notebook and asked if you could teach her to do the problem." Long Ji scratched his head and said: "This is indeed not arranged in Taiwan, or should I refuse it for you?"

Huo Ren pondered for two seconds.

"OK." He turned to wash his hands and wipe his hands. "Which table?"

"Twelve tables, the little surname is Xu."

"it is good."

The captain rarely appeared in the first few recordings. Today, he quickly walked out of the kitchen into the open-air courtyard, and the screams outside the island immediately followed.

"He's so skinny how can he be so beautiful!!!"

"I'm going to have a heart attack. Cain actually came out for business! Don't you hang it cold!!!"

The little fans of the twelve tables did not expect to be able to be satisfied with this little wish. When they saw the tall and tall idol real person up close, their brains were blank: "My... God?"

Live? ?

Huo Huo? ? ?

She froze for several seconds before remembering that she had to get up and say hello to him: "Hello, hello, my name is Xu Xiaoyu!"

Huo Jianxiao smiled: "Student Xu is good, which question will not be done?"

Xu Xiaoyu hurriedly took out the wrong question book. When he saw him pull the chair and sit down, his ears and his face were red. "I'm about to go to the third year of high school. This is the exam paper I did this year in Nandu. meeting……"

South is both an education city and a gold medal city in Orsay. The problem is several times more difficult than ever.

Huo Jian took the pen in her hand and made a few simple calculations on the scratch paper.

"The answer is three in two, right?"

The girl nodded sharply: "Yes! I just read the answer and didn't understand--"

"It is known that the moving straight line l crosses the point p(3, 0), the parabola intersects at two points a and b. Whether there is a straight line l'perpendicular to the x-axis is determined by the chord length intercepted by the circle with the diameter ap. Huo Jian took the pen and reread the question for her: "If it exists, then find the equation of l'."

He did not answer immediately, but first read her deduction in the first sub-question.

"It's wrong here." The tip of the pen tapped at the end of one of the equations: "So the back is also wrong."

The girl said in embarrassment: "I'm sorry, I have been studying the hyperbola so badly."

"Remember to review later."

Huo Jian wrote the relevant theorem on the draft paper and told her the derivation process without any hassle.

"Assuming the midpoint of ap is c..."

Chi Ji cut the cake in half and saw that there was no more person in the kitchen. He asked casually, "What about the captain?"

Several other cooks were lying beside the window watching the bustle: "Come and come."

The courtyard is surrounded by a large circle of people centered on twelve tables, and the photographers and illuminators are all in place.

"What are they doing?" Chi Ji casually fed Xie Liyun a piece of cake.

Bo Jue's expression is complicated: "Huo Huo is giving a lecture to them."

"Lecture?!"

"Southern College Mathematics Examination Paper." Long Ji murmured: "Now it's true, fidelity."

Huo Jian spent ten minutes traversing relevant knowledge points with her, and said slowly: "Did you understand?"

Outside fans burst into tears: "Listen! Understand!"

Xu Xiaoyu couldn't panic: "Thank you! Thank you for your hard work!"

"High school three come on." Huo Jian smiled: "Then I will go first."

They talked a few words, making people feel that this is not the recording site of variety shows, but the classroom of the key middle school.

Xu Xiaoyu couldn't blush: "Come on at the concert!"

"it is good."

A circle of sisters waited for him to walk back to the kitchen before covering his face and screaming.

"Why didn't I bring the question over! Am I stupid!!"

"He really teaches me, I understand a thousand years of study!"

"Sister, did you sell the pen he used!!"

"You make a price for this draft paper!!!"

General variety shows have confidentiality agreements, and viewers are not allowed to bring their own mobile phone cameras into them.

From entering the zoo in June to finishing in mid-July, and then from the rehearsal concert in July to the performance in August, they have a long period of no exposure, and they need to cooperate with the inside and outside of the group to maintain their popularity.

The director here has long discussed with Jiang Shu, and letting go of the restrictions is a warm-up for the show.

Someone has been broadcasting live in Little Pink, and at this moment, the tall building was built in seconds.

[There is a Reuters picture] Cain actually gave a talk at the variety show! ! Do you have any arrangements for campus youth romance dramas?

0l: I was the lucky goose who got the crown coupon in the album. Today I came to eat the dessert made by my pool. The courageous sister at the next table actually asked the courageous sister to ask the college entrance examination questions online! The question is the last big question in Nandu's so-called hardest math book in history this year! ! ! He really held a pen on the spot draft paper calculation process and taught us how to solve it.

1l: Should I ask the dessert first if the dessert is good or not?

2l: What's so special about that question is to memorize the lines and let me repeat the steps again I can't do it! Huo Shen didn’t go to the junior class of the University of Science and Technology. It’s really a shame, but it’s a pity.

3l: This is not the point at all! Sister, did he have a facelift? Is the nose transparent? Is the skin condition good? ? How did the other teammates react? ? ?

...

258l: I'm the landlord. If you want to brush so fast, let me answer it in a unified way!

Real people are absolutely natural! Nose opaque! I was just two meters away from him. I was suffocating!

The other teammates were lying next to the kitchen to see that they were cute and dead. When he walked back, xly still hugged him and rubbed his face. Ah, I was originally a fan. I’m sorry for myself! !

259l: Grass, the double genius group is a bit good, ao3 walks! !

260l: Why didn’t I get the voucher, I also want to listen to the idol topic (╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻

As soon as this Reuters was released, the tag jumped directly to the popular fourth.

#霍刀校园感#

@姬仁绘: Brother Huo Jian does not marry He Shao! ! Don't marry He Shao! ! Is my krypton album still too late? ! !

@热心网友1: Why only gif does not have high-definition video-do I lack that traffic? I am not lacking! Not lacking at all! !

@繁枝: Just after watching Xie Lianyun chasing the peacock, I’m in the living room xs hahahaha, why can’t I broadcast ten episodes a day-not enough to watch at all-

When closing the store at night, Uncle Jiang arrived on time.

"The recording will be ended early next Tuesday. There is something happening on the stage, and you need to go through in advance to get acquainted."

The six idols were busy tidying up the table and sweeping the trash: "I heard."

Uncle Jiang found a stool by himself and sat up for a while and then accosted himself and poured himself water to drink.

Afterwards, there was no need to look for the words and said: "Today Huo Ren's hot search fourth, do you know?"

"I know, the topic."

"The first and second hot searches are all taken up, and the third place is a serial car accident, social news."

Huo Jian was washing his dishes against his back, casually saying: "What is the first and the second?"

"'Wing finally made his debut'," Uncle Jiang lit a cigarette: "and'wing fairy lineup'."

Uncle Jiang is not good in English. There is no hind nose when reading this word.

Huo Jian made a move without turning around.

"understood."

"How good is the lineup?" Bo Jue casually said: "Comparable to us?"

"It's interesting." Uncle Jiang took a deep breath and said: "Their lead singer, at the age of twenty, read a doctorate in finance from a prestigious university."

Huo Jian wringed off the cloth and said, "Is it finished, or just passed the exam?"

"Where do people have time to write essays?" Uncle Jiang played the phone with a cigarette in one hand: "It's not a good song. Zhong Fengyu didn't even listen to the singles they issued, telling me not to poison the ears he used to eat. "

"Others?" Bo Jue showed an arrogant look: "Apart from the gimmick of Doctor, what else?"

"There is also a Broadway actor who can sing and dance, as well as a violinist." Jiang Shuwan tasted: "What a coincidence, huh?"

Chi Ji froze for a moment, lowering his head to continue wiping the table.

This hot search was directly airborne.

Prior to this, any artist who wanted to go on a hot search had to at least symbolically climb down the ranking.

This new company called Minhua Culture played a ruthless game, not only airborne hot search for strong propaganda, but also bought a big v to follow the hype, and the comment area has been prepared for a long time. Blowing rainbow farts and attracting other passers-by who do not know the truth to come and see.

Some accounts with unknown ingredients directly open the rhythm of the wheat belt.

"This is the same as the crown configuration. A college entrance examination champion is so good to blow for so long?"

"Ah ah, Lao Lin actually debuted! He is my favorite violinist!!! Ins has a name on global topics at the moment. I Lin Bihuo!!!"

"Front row strongly promotes Wing's new album "Born Wings"! Let's be happy together as a little feather!!"

"Yohe?" Long Ji pushed the mop aside and sneered: "These of them turned around and met us, didn't they feel panicked?"

The team members are set exactly the same, and the topics are also deliberately brushed together with keywords, dare to dare to be more obvious.

"Not in a hurry." Uncle Jiang took a long breath with a cigarette in his mouth. "Let them go crazy for a while."

"I will take you to warm up the concert starting next week. The first show will start on August 10. There will be announcements before and after two shows in South and South, and I will concentrate on making a new album for you from September to October."

Huo Jian thought that Uncle Jiang would be angry. At this moment, he carefully observed the past and found that he had no emotion for the incident.

Instead, it seems to be prepared.

"Don't be anxious and forbearing.

Jiang Shu slowly smoked a cigarette and got up and threw the cigarette **** into the trash can.

"There are three osc crown award selections."

"First, looking at the content accuracy of the album of the year, the original proportion must exceed 80%."

"Second, the originality, leading edge, and natural communication of the song itself."

"Third, the stage performance of the official song and concert."

He glanced at everyone again, and he continued to speak more heavily.

"Feed the geese to teach maths or something. It's enough to play."

"Don't worry about what the miscellaneous fish are making, you now only have a crown."

The show ended its last recording on Tuesday, and the boys were immediately sent back to the spf's enclosed building as soon as they fed the panda cubs.

The scene changed too quickly, and the six people stood in the elevator a little trance.

"I have a milky smell on my sleeves." Chi Ji sniffed himself and smelled Huo Blade again: "The captain smells like bamboo leaves."

"I haven't taken a picture with the panda..." Bo Jue's mood was a little low: "It's so soft, it would be nice if I could touch it for a while."

The suitcases were brought back to the dormitory on the 17th floor by the assistants. They arrived at the meeting room on time. Most of them didn't know when they opened the door. People of all skin colors and clothing styles had them.

Uncle Jiang returned to the tough stance of suits and leather shoes, and got up to introduce: "This is a master of stage design from Belgium."

"This is the head of the lighting team from the Netherlands."

They took turns shaking hands with strangers to salute, and the slide lit up immediately.

"Let me talk about the overall process of the concert." Uncle Jiang took the remote control and said: "The project has been completed since the beginning of this year. It is already the most perfect plan after our comprehensive coordination."

"The first is the stage-building effect."

As soon as the picture on the screen changed, a graphic design color picture appeared.

The six-sided gem-like central stage can be moved up and down to divide into three floors.

The total venue can accommodate more than 50,000 people, and the sound and mixing are equipped with the best equipment.

Uncle Jiang quickly explained the complicated lighting scheme and stage special effects. The screen was cut page by page, and there were no pauses in the dozens of effect pictures.

"In the opening and midfield, you need to go to high altitude twice."

The six people froze at the same time, and a crown floating in mid-air appeared in the picture.

Xie Liyun and Mei Shengyao's eyes lit up, and they were a little eager to try.

"First of all, at the opening, the six of you are sitting at the six junctions of this crown, and there will be professional equipment to protect your safety."

Long Ji turned his head to look at Bo Jiu, who began to pale.

"How high is it?"

"From 30 meters to 10 meters." Jiang Shu calmly said: "You need to sit in the crown and finish the opening singing, and then the stage facilities will catch you and send you to the central stage."

Six people looked at each other.

The flying stunts at the concert are nothing new.

Some of the seniors sang their wings and sang their wings and sang from the south to the north.

But I heard that rumors are completely different from being a party.

"...I'm a little afraid of heights." Bo Jue breathed deeply: "Can't you discuss it?"

"No." Jiang Shu said lightly: "How much is a bit?"

"I don't know." Bo Ju said rigidly: "I felt dizzy when I was standing on the elevator last time I recorded the program."

"Adapt in advance this time." Jiang Shu looked at him: "Adapt to it after getting through it."

He has been an artist for a long time, and he is not surprised at such small problems.

Even if it is a big event, it will pass after a hard time.

The agent did not give other people time to ask questions and refute, and continued to talk about the second flight arrangement.

The three currently popular songs of "Gemstone" are the title song "Your Crown", the high-fire battle song "Fang", and the lyric song "Shen Yun".

"Shen Yun" was written and composed by Long Ji independently, and it passed the final review with little modification in the later period.

The song was originally unknown, and has not been specifically promoted. Last month, it was hit by mistake and hit by a net red scissors hand to be used for film group bgm. Then it became popular on station b and Weibo.

"We designed a cloud," the dance director next to me explained: "We will use lights and gauze for effects. When you sit in the cloud and sing, the effect will be very similar to the parade of floats."

Thin Ju sweated forehead: "Sitting in the clouds and singing?"

"Let's open the wheat." Jiang Shu said slowly and slowly: "The stage has already been set up ahead of time. You and your boss Pei will complete all the dance steps today and tomorrow, and will take you to try the aircraft the day after tomorrow."

Huo Jian cared about Bo Jue's expression, and was not afraid of exposing himself.

I am afraid that height is a human survival instinct. Usually, the lifting platforms are always two or three floors high. It is a test of their limit of self-control ability when they descend from more than 30 meters and sing.

He is the captain, he must not be stage fright.

"At that time, Tuanjian should take you to a bungee jump," Uncle Jiang was still joking about his thoughts at this time.

Huo Jian nodded calmly, and took them to the 16th floor after the meeting.

Thirty meters is equal to the height of ten floors.

Not only to sit and wave down, but also to sing with a smile.

Even if there are security facilities to tie him tightly, he is not sure what he can do.

——If you fall down, you will be directly smashed into a paste due to the acceleration of gravity. The fire truck comes and estimates that the shovel will not shovel.

Pei Ru also sat in the conference room for an hour and a half and had eye contact with five other children.

Only Huo Jian stared at the screen without squinting, his eyes blinking slower than others.

The meeting was over, and the child did not find him present.

Wei Jie had been waiting in the honeycomb glass room for a long time, and accompanied them to dance from afternoon to night. Pei Ru also stood beside and occasionally uttered a few words, still observing the captain of Corona with great interest.

The teenager danced with a sullen expression, and said nothing during the break.

After rehearsing, the six people bowed and thanked as usual. Boss Pei stood at the door with a smile and waved with them. When Huo Jian reached the door, he reached out and stopped.

"Captain." He spoke slowly: "You stay."

"Okay." The teenager stopped with his head down and said slowly: "I just didn't jump well, and I lost my mind."

Pei Ru also smiled lightly and did not speak.

Huo Jian thought he was angry and took a deep breath: "I shouldn't be distracted, you should punish me."

Pei Ru also unscrewed a bottle of water and handed him, leaning his arms against the wall: "Still afraid?"

Huo Jian didn't expect him to see it. He held the water in stunnedness for a while and cast a shadow on his eyelashes.

Then it was very light and light.

"Yes." He whispered: "Teacher, I'm scared."