The Idol Group and the Crown

On the way back, the world became very quiet, as if there was only a faint wind outside the car window.

Huo Jiandong's fast son still wanted to jump how many ropes to offset the heat, now holding a soft pillow on the co-pilot, drowsy.

The supper ordered by Pei Ruye was basically eaten by him. He usually restrained himself for too long.

The man saw that his eyes were closed and raised the temperature of the air conditioner by two degrees.

"Teacher." The teenager leaned against the back of the chair, casually saying: "What color do you think...I look like?"

Pei Ru also looked at the traffic lights for two or three seconds, and the dance company happened to have a colleague calling to ask for arrangements, and he chatted for half a minute.

The phone hung up, the empty intersection lights turned green, and the sports car continued to drive back.

Huo Jian has fallen into a long-lost sleep, but at the moment he opens his eyes and looks at him, still waiting for an answer.

Pei Ru also looked at him sideways.

The teenager looked lazy, his hair shattered on his frontal side, his skin was white and smooth like ivory.

The man put his hands on the steering wheel and said softly: "Bright red."

"How come." Huo Jianxiao's speechless: "I thought you would say black."

He always felt that he was dull and restrained in front of outsiders, and his temperament was cold.

Minghong is more suitable for Long Sao's flirting style.

"Isn't it?" Pei Ru also stared at the road ahead and asked back: "What do you think is the bright red?"

It is the blazing sun, the flame, the blood of the heart.

Huo Jian's drowsiness suddenly woke up.

He rarely thinks about issues from this angle.

Too strong colors are always aggressive and can even be linked to sexual cues.

If the core of the team is not bright red, what else is appropriate?

"You should take a good look at how you are on the stage." Pei Ru also said lightly: "Very...Zhang Yang."

Huo Jian looked up at the deep night outside the windshield and opened his phone to search for the video before the New Year’s Eve party.

Now the traffic is getting cheaper and the internet speed is much faster, which is really convenient.

The half of "Nightfire" has not been broadcast yet, and the teenager has seen the ears red.

He rarely looks in the mirror after putting on makeup, and even in hidden shame, he will not even look at himself on the stage.

At this time, when I looked closely at my mad smile in the close-up, my heart beat twice.

Embarrassed and restless.

The idol in the painting is at the dividing line between the young and the young, not only retaining purity and sharpness, but also quietly exhibiting some seductive colors in the eyebrows.

Like singing on fire.

Huo Jianpa's handle turned off.

He twisted his back to Pei Ruye and sullenly said, "I said that makeup is too thick. It's not good-looking."

"I won't draw eyeshadow on stage."

Pei Ruye smiled and did not pierce.

"good-looking."

When returning to spf again, Xie Liyun just finished playing the copy and took a bath to prepare for sleep.

He is extremely efficient in writing songs, and he rarely takes time off to play games.

"Thirty forty-two." Xie Lianyun pushed the silver-rimmed glasses, his tone was very euphemistic: "Student Huo Huo, this is not necessary."

Huo Jiandan calmly said: "I fell asleep in the locker room after jumping, and my head was confused."

"Fate matters, you have more rest." They passed by, and Xie Lianyun patted his shoulder.

Then smell the seemingly scent of fried noodles.

Xie Liyun pushed the glasses again, and suddenly wanted to go downstairs and drive out to find something to eat.

I'm really hungry for dieting.

Huo Jian fell asleep after returning to the bedroom, dreamless all night.

He rarely got up late, from three o'clock to twelve thirty, when he got up again, his brain was clear, and all negative states disappeared.

After bathing and washing out, I knew how to write the two songs, as if the dead end was suddenly opened.

In fact, he has always been quick in thinking, but sometimes the backlog of emotions in his heart is too trivial, but he is setting limits for himself.

At this time, the state is back, and I still feel a little distracted when I hit the keyboard.

In the future, how did the media interview this song? The answer is a bit awkward.

"I didn't write it for more than a week, but the teacher temporarily asked for a soup bag..."

Huo Jian spent three hours hurriedly writing two demos, and picked one to go to the twelfth floor with a U disk score.

The twelfth floor is a single full-floor building that belongs to Qi Lin alone.

Spf is a separate entertainment company on the bright side, in fact it belongs to the Hongguang Group.

Huo Jian probably guessed that the little prince who lived here was Mr. Qi's family, and he didn't care about the identity sinking under the water.

"Hot Brother?" Qi Lin appeared on the electronic screen with a toothbrush in his mouth: "I just got up, what happened?"

Huo Jian shook the staff in his hand.

Qi Lin's eyes lit up and opened the door quickly.

"Wait for me, my hair is messy..." The teenager walked around in slippers, "The instrument room is over there, will you wait for me there?"

"Okay, bother."

Because there is only one person on the whole floor, the instrument room alone has 150 square meters.

In addition to a complete set of imported reverb equipment, dark red and bright green guitar basses are hung on the wall, and violins and grand pianos are also available.

On the side is a large flat floor-to-ceiling glass window that allows a bird's eye view of the entire time, and the view is very bright.

In the distance, the traffic flows across the tall buildings, and the clouds float in the vicinity, and the vision does not end.

It took Qi Lin five minutes to get his head on the line quickly, sitting in front of him with a whistle and holding a silver-blue guitar.

"Brother Huo is going to write a new song?"

"A pop that's more explosive, a r&b." Huo Jian pushed the score in front of him with a calm tone: "You know this better than me."

r&b, the full name is rhythmandblues, which means rhythm and blues.

Most of Corona's tunes are bright and fast-paced, and his own acting style is also a tough one.

Qi Lin was first in the national r&b singing competition. The lyrics and fast-paced music are very well controlled.

Corona's overall composition style is relatively consistent, and the introduction of fresh elements may work well.

"If we can cooperate this time..."

"Of course." Qi Lin played a string of chords with ease, and has entered the working state.

Huo Jian took the guest guitar, took the capo, and started playing chords for him.

One write is one afternoon.

Qi Lin's thinking is skipping, and sometimes when he writes half of his thoughts, he will fly to a completely different angle, and the believer adds a long list of tricks to the song.

Huo Jian didn't understand his composition ideas at first, but later found that talented players basically didn't need any ideas.

The motive for composition is determined, and the rest can be freely changed with inspiration. Ten variations of the same song can be written.

——This is very similar to Xie Liyun.

Qi Lin played hi in the second half, and recorded a demo of the piano and bass soundtracks for him.

The rhythm of the whole song is excellent, solo singing can make a difference, and everyone Acabella is also very good.

This is exactly what Huo Jian needs.

He doesn't want his image to be always tough and tough, that's just one of the performance states, not all.

"I don't need to intervene in the piano part. The demo repairs Teacher Bo." Qi Lin rubbed his head and sent him out, remembering to send a box of xylitol mung bean cake to the 17th floor: "Try this, you won't get fat ."

"It's hard." Huo Jian sincerely said: "You are really suitable to be a singer."

"Not necessarily." Qi Lin thought about it seriously: "I'm almost in the third year of high school, and I may suspend my work and go to university."

"Shidu Conservatory? Or Berkeley abroad?"

"Neither, the theater." Qi Lin smiled a little embarrassed: "After doing music for three or four years, I want to learn something new."

Huo Jian didn't expect the answer to be this way, and nodded with a smile for a while: "I wish you all the best."

He did not understand such a choice, but respected it.

The piano score fell into Bo Ju's hands again, and within five minutes it was completely revised by a red pen and a blue pen, like the composition of a high school student approved by a teacher.

"The structure is much more flexible than before," Bo Jushun handed the broken hair behind his ear: "Looking for a helper?"

Huo Jian sat beside him, smiling and pointing downstairs.

Xie Lianyun and Mei Shengyao play electric guitars in the next room, and Koike turns on the sound in the living room to practice dancing.

There was a lot of noise inside and outside the house, making him feel very peaceful.

"That little devil is something." Bo Jue put the score down and taught Huo Jian how to express this paragraph: "Begin weak, so that the emotional contrast with the back chorus is obvious."

Huo Jian sat next to him and followed him, listening very seriously.

The two were concentrating on the lesson, and Long Li returned to the dormitory with the key, leaning on the door of the piano room to listen to them play and sing.

"The dream ship goes back up to the sky, and the end of the coastline is..."

Long Ji took a step forward and joked his fingertips into the thin long hair that fell on the waist side.

Bo Jue played the wrong three keys between the keys and sang down without changing his face.

Huo Jian glanced at them sideways, still feeling that the two older brothers were having fun.

"If I don't wait any longer, will the memories sink like this, like a bird flapping in the wind..."

"I played the wrong one again." Long Ji leaned between them, still holding thin long hair in his left hand, and played a jumping decorative sound fluently in his right hand: "Teacher Bo is not attentive enough."

Bo Jue's playing was finally broken, and his lips didn't breathe naturally.

Long Ji leaned on the shoulders of both of them and told Huo Jian how to do it, but the one close to him seemed to kiss his cheek.

Huo Jian's attention stayed on the long-sounded singing. He listened carefully to Teacher Dalong for ten minutes and finally found that there was no sound on Bo Ju's side.

"Brother, are you sick?"

Long Li finally let go of his soft hair and looked at the piano beauty in close proximity.

Blatant and brazen.

Bo Jue pushed the score and stood up coldly: "Play by yourself."

When I went back to the room to close the door, I made a bang with a little irritability.

Huo Jianxin thought about why Brother Ju had become fierce again, and bowed his head to continue to change the rest symbol in the wrong position.

Long Ji stared at the tightly closed door and made an unscrewing motion.

-2-

The recording of Crown Cafe is proceeding as scheduled.

The studio is in the building next door and is very close to commuting.

The cafe is actually a temporary studio, but the atmosphere is very sufficient.

The pure white moon arc cuts the space from the oblique side, and the hanging lamp casts the rotating shadow of the crown on the floor.

There is ample space in the bar, and the rear kitchen oven screen eggbeater is readily available.

Mei Shengyao concentrated on writing songs in the dormitory for more than a month. His appearance gradually turned back, and when he saw the staff, he would say hello with a smile.

"There are only three kinds of coffee, and two kinds of desserts, so you don't need to worry too much." Uncle Jiang took the desk book and confronted them with the process: "The program is recording and broadcasting. If I have too sharp problems, I will help you here and relax. ."

"So it's more about the interview show?" Huo Jian noticed that there is also an ultra-clear electronic screen in the cafe: "The specific content of the conversation is not determined in advance?"

"You take turns to be the host, the host knows what you want." Jiang Shu withdrew from the camera and motioned to the makeup artist to help them make up the powder.

The first fans were already waiting in the entrance area, and the excitement was beyond words.

For the purpose of filming, the show did not allow them to bring in aids such as poster banners.

However, the Q version of the badges are hung on the backpacks of the gem sisters, and the corona is on the bracelet, just like a large mobile peripheral display stand.

Their earrings, necklaces, and rings were also decorated with small crowns, and they all shone in a flash.

Mei Shengyao sat on the bar and turned around, smiling and waving to them.

"Brother," he reached out and poked Huo Jianyi's corner: "Look there, is that lady in red dress the one who used to pick us up before?"

"Really." Huo Jian confirmed that the coffee machine was powered on, and took a time to look out. "There is also the one on the far right. She used to sit in the second row of the concert."

"Do you remember this," Xie Liyun reached out his hand and tapped his forehead: "What the **** do you have..."

The sisters in the entrance area quickly gave each other eyes.

Can't knock, hide! No one knocks today!

It's all brotherhood! No need to explain!

The opening process was very simple. Thirty lucky viewers placed their orders in the waiting area. Crown Liuzi prepared coffee Shu Fulei in advance. After the show officially opened, they gave them their meals and opened the first link of today-the theme to chat with.

Everyone was methodical when cooking, and cooperated more when they encountered coffee.

Tacitly agreed to send the captain to squeeze the cream of chocolate and spread chocolate chips.

Huo Jian looked back at his brothers a few more times.

It seems that I feel so distressed... I haven't been tired recently.

After the 30 orders, six people took turns to take things out.

When they were holding the tray to the audience, their clothes were broken and they brought long winds.

A group of little girls tried hard to hold their hands, not screaming out loud, but when they saw Long Ji leaning over to serve the cake, they blushed.

Real people are so handsome and su! ! !

Why are real people so much better than photos and videos! !

I can watch the captain’s long legs again 10,000 times! !

"Hello everyone, we are--" Six young men bowed neatly: "corona!"

The boys and girls under the stage were steaming above their heads, and their dreamy faces applauded.

Huo Jian led the other companions to sit on the small sofa beside the screen and began to enter the recording state.

Long Ji is a natural host, with a good rhythm and atmosphere.

After introducing the program flow in two or three sentences, he smiled and cueed to the point: "So today's chat theme is an old photo."

Viewers can share their collection of moments about the crown, and the program team will also broadcast photos that everyone did not expect.

The electronic screen lights up and three different buttons emerge.

"A most wanted black history photo"

"B A moment taken by other members"

"C one of my most treasured photos"

"Each button can only correspond to two members," Long Ji lit up the first topic and smiled, "What are your options?"

Thirty spectators would know how to raise their cards, but most of them chose Bo Jiu and Huo Jian.

"Why am I," Bo Jue sat upright in an instant: "Thank you and Long Jia for taking photos..."

The second row of viewers is super honest: "It's because you don't seem to have a black history!"

Huo Jian froze for a few seconds, and finally remembered something.

He did provide Jiang Shu with a few photos he took last year, did he say...

"Then the first opening photo is—"

The electronic screen lit up, and a long-haired little boy appeared on the screen with a sad face on his back carrying the cello.

Bo Ju followed for a while, and at this moment he felt very angry and funny: "Where did you find this picture!"

At that time, Bo Jue was only eight years old, and his body was not as tall as the cello. He looked like he was carrying a coffin with a big face on his back.

Huo Jian quickly laughed beside him, and Bo Ju reached out and pinched his face: "You didn't see anything!"

"Teacher Xiaobo, you have to be majestic," Huo Jian forcibly restrained and laughed: "They are so heavy that they won't help you...

"They did it on purpose." Bo Jue said with a stinky face: "I took a few steps and almost stepped on my hair."

The picture changed again, it was actually Huo Jian, 18 years old.

He had creamy nose and cheeks in his hair, and he was sitting in the car with an embarrassed smile.

The girls under the stage had covered their chests and couldn't say anything.

This photo was taken by Uncle Jiang. At that time, everyone sang their birthday songs and began to smear each other. They didn't know who first moved it.

The six teenagers laughed together, and strawberries hung on the necklines of their clothes.

Huo Jian was surrounded by them in the middle, with frosting on his eyelashes.

The gem sisters on stage gave each other glances, relying on brainwaves to communicate with each other without a mobile phone.

"All blades are really true!!"

"The little Xiaojue just now is so cute and I want to rua!"

"Look, thank you, the hand is hanging next to the clavicle!!! The position of the strawberry is super ambiguous, too!"

"The captain is still the most suspicious of the green!!!! Today I will stand all blades!"

"Huo Huo, do you want to say anything?" Long Ji turned halfway around the chair.

"We'll see you after the meeting." Huo Jian smiled and said, "I remember baking another cake, right?"

Everyone shook their heads immediately: "No! Nothing!"

In the second round of holding the cards, the audience swiped the cards together: "Thank you!!! Captain!!!"

Long Ji asked curiously: "Why do you both choose them?"

The gem sisters roared with passion in their hearts: Of course, it is necessary to set cp to see who is the most concerned and who has taken pictures specially! ! !

Then he smiled shyly on the surface: "Nothing, just curiosity."

Xie Lianyun finally remembered that last year the assistant asked himself for photos of other members: "Grass hold..."

The screen image changed, and Huo Jian jumped out of the sleepy face lying in the pile of books.

The audience immediately fell silent.

The other five people turned their heads to Xie Liyun at the same time: "You explain?"

Huo Jian's ears are a little bit red: "Brother Yun?"

The audience frantically passed each other's eyes and had to take the time to react in the stands. They were too busy.

The brainwave barrage in the air is like a large Morse code test site.

"He actually took a picture of him falling asleep!! Sister, we voted thank you and it was right!!! Double genius group kswlkswl!!!"

"Grass! The captain is so soft when he falls asleep. I want to rub my face a hundred times."

"Thank you for taking this picture with a super gentle expression!! My fans are going to climb the hill--"

"This was taken when I lived in a dormitory with him." Xie Lianyun Qiang coughed and explained: "Huo Huo just entered the spf at that time, he learned every day at two or three in the morning, and he finished reading all the books for him. ..."

The jewel sisters under the stage nodded with their faces.

Well, everyone knows that when you learn two, you will accompany you at three, and still take a picture of him sleeping.

Brotherhood, at first glance, is brotherhood.

Xie Lianyun explained half of it and felt that it was getting darker and darker. Chi Ji next to him whispered: "Brother, you send me this after shooting."

Xie Lianyun vaguely found a savior: "His profile is already pretty, right?"

Ji Ji nodded: "I use this as a screensaver."

Huo Jian silently said: "I'm still sitting here..."

The audience listened clearly to every word and smiled brighter than one.

I don't eat cake at Crown Cafe!

Let me sit for another ten minutes and I can knock them down for six days to three days without eating! !

"Okay, let's take a look at the captain who is...?" Long Jia stopped halfway through: "Who do you think is?"

The other four people raised their hands at the same time: "Absolutely me!"

Huo edged his chin lazily and said: "Everyone I sent one, depending on what the program group picked."

"Huo Huo, you secretly photographed me!"

"Is it the one I played and sang!"

The electronic screen heard the change, which turned out to be the back of the thin side of the concert last year.

He leaned over and said something to the bass player, his long hair slanting in the air.

Bo Jue's smiling face was proud: "It really is me."

"Eh, what was this shot?" Mei Shengyao didn't understand too well: "Why do you want to take this back view?"

Huo Jian sits up a lot and takes it seriously: "If you are inside Corona, the one I admire most is Thank you and Teacher Xiaobo."

Xie Lianyun's knowing hands compared, "Brother didn't hurt you in vain."

"This photo is... Teacher Bo is tuning the whole band during our rehearsal break." Huo Jian looked sideways at the blurry back: "Every time I see this photo, I will I am very impressed."

Xie Lianyun coughed: "Remember to give me a little bit ahead of the next commercial blow."

The other two players were at a loss: "What?"

Bo Jue looked surprised: "Have you seen it?"

"Well," Huo Jian looked at him with a small smile: "All seen."

The sisters already started to pinch their wrists to control the screams.

Group pet blade is really group pet! ! Brothers and brothers who don’t like him! !

How many cps should be arranged and combined in corona? ! !

Why are they all so real! ! How did this come knocking! ! !

The thin blade group looked at me gently and would repeat three thousand times when I went home! ! !

Huo Jian began to explain the story he saw.

One day during the rehearsal of the concert, he sent a document to Jiang Shu in the midfield, and when he returned he saw Bo Jue entered the band pool.

In order to perform effects and flexibility, last year the concert arranged professional bands and chorus groups.

Bo Jue had nothing to do that day, and went to listen to an ear beside each instrument of the band member.

"I'll explain it here," Huo Jian tuned out his mobile app and showed the tuning interface inside: "Small musical instruments like guitar violins require professional equipment or software to determine the pitch, piano and the like. You also need to understand resonance harmonics, which are harder to tune."

"However, Teacher Xiaobo has an absolute sense of sound."

So Huo Jian watched a long-haired tuning monster all the way and went all the way. Hearing the ears all the way knew the tight string was loose, and within half an hour he completely got the string pool.

No sound whistle, no metronome, no pitch meter.

Perfect interpretation of what it means to be talented and invincible.

Many people in the adjacent band were ignorant. Afterwards, they reacted and grabbed the violin guitar and formed a circle to watch him listen to the piano strings.

Piano tuner needs stronger professional ability, which the average person can't do.

However, Bo Jue was accurate as soon as he heard it, and he never made mistakes.

It is definitely more powerful than precision instruments.

The long-haired beauty has a little cheek on her face at this moment: "I am also at hand..."

Ji Ji next to him suddenly reacted: "No wonder the band has several brothers looking for you to sign!"

-3-

At the end of this session, a fan handed a Polaroid photo.

The photo has been preserved for several years, with a slight fading, but the image is still very clear.

It was Chi Ji sitting in King’s Cross Railway Station in London, playing piano and singing on the street with passers-by laughing.

He was only 13 or 14 years old at that time, and he looked naive and innocent.

Both the stage and the stage were full of sighs, Bo Ju said that he needed a color print to go back to the collection.

Ji Ji went into a shy state again, putting her face in the pillow and her ears were red.

The first episode of the program was filmed quite smoothly.

The guests are well-known scientists, and the charity project will make up shots outdoors.

After the whole process was over, everyone was relieved.

Unexpectedly, the atmosphere at the scene was so good, the fans were sitting next to them like old friends.

There are many old photos that make people miss and touch. At the end, they all took the originals intentionally and left them as commemorations on their mobile phones.

At the end of the work, Mei Sheng pulled Huo blade away to divide the cake. Chi Ji helped the staff to collect the coffee cups. Everyone talked and laughed.

Long Ji returned the microphone to the props team, and when he left, he saw Bo Qiu's q version of the small sticker landed on the ground.

He leaned over to pick up the sticker and slowly wiped off the dust on the cheek of the long-haired man with his fingertips.

Xie Lianyun reached out and slapped him on the shoulder, whispering: "Come and enjoy the wind with me on the terrace."

"Row."

They went to the terrace one after another and closed the double doors before they started chatting.

"Brother Li." Xie Lianyun didn't turn around with him: "What's the matter with you and Bo Jujue now?"

Long Ji blinked, with a little tone: "You mean..."

"Don't tell me, you don't know it yourself." Xie Lianyun blows the wind against the railing, his eyes revealing insight: "It's okay to play, people will take it seriously."

"Bo Jue I knew earlier than you. He is a boring character, and he will not refuse." Xie Lianyun said lightly: "You have nothing to do with others, it is best not to hurt him."

"It's not Hu Lai." Long Jia frowned: "I didn't deliberately tease anyone."

He occasionally got close to several younger brothers, all of which were ordered until now, and he always knew well.

Xie Lianyun gave a sigh and continued to ask, "What about you and Bo Ju?"

Long Ji subconsciously said: "Isn't Bo Jue a man?"

Xie Lianyun twisted his eyebrows and stared at him for a few seconds, protruding his index finger to poke him in the head: "Are you-a real man-or am I funny?"

Long Ji Leng Bing was poked several times in a row, and suddenly something flashed in his head.

"You mean--"

"Wait--"

"Otherwise?" Xie Lianyun asked, "otherwise what are you doing next to him every day?"

Long Ji subconsciously said: "You will not treat him too?"

"Don't, don't worry about it." Xie Liyun leaned back to the railing and sighed slowly: "Uncle Jiang told me before that it's early to fall in love."

"The problem is that I can't meet the people I like. I have been deserted for so many years...I'm lonely enough."

Long Ji was inexplicably relieved, and said nothing in silence.

He leaned on Xie Lianyun's side and spoke for a while: "Xiao Ju is different from everyone else."

"I treat him like instinct, every day I want to make him angry and want to touch his hair."

It’s not a joke, it’s not a deliberate trick.

It was when I first met that I was deeply buried in my heart.

Xie Lianyun Liang whispered: "Master Long San is naive enough."

"I have never been close to any other boys before, so I never thought about that direction." Long Ji frowned: "And now that the crown has just debuted for a year, it is impossible..."

"Well, yes, think clearly, this kind of thing can't be confused." Xie Lianyun said lightly: "It's not easy for Huo Blade to lead the team, he has enough burdens."

"It's because I'm not mature enough." Long Ji sighed, rubbing his nose: "Sorry, I will change it."

It's a budding love and love, or some intimacy with teammates, it should be stopped.

He cannot continue to make mistakes.

Xie Lianyun reached out and patted his shoulder and walked out in his coat.

"Dude, sober."

Huo Jian is collecting the powdered egg powder from the back kitchen, and Long Jia turns around to help him put things.

The tone became a little guilty.

"Huohuo, I almost did something wrong, and I won't do it again."

Huo Blade was silent for a second: "Which bowl did you break?"

Long Ji stretched out his hand to rub his head, stretched it halfway, and retracted it in the air: "It's nothing, just don't touch it in the future."

Huo Jian nodded, and thin Ju just happened to come in with the freshly baked caramel pudding: "Huo Huo-try a bite of this."

Long Xiao smiled and put the rag aside, turned around and retreated.

He didn't have any eye contact with him.

Bo Jue looked at the back of Longli slightly surprised.

Did this guy turn suddenly? Don't laugh and beg for something to eat?

"You eat first, and I will help you sweep the floor." He waved his hands, not thinking about it: "I put a little honey, it may taste sweet."

Huo Jian answered blankly.

"Okay, thank you brother."

Why are you so enthusiastic about cleaning up the kitchen today...enthusiastic?

The first thing the Gems sisters got their phones after finishing the show was to scream in the feedback room.

[33l]: Ahhhhhhh—

[34l]: I am dead, I am dead, I am dead, I am dead

[35l]: Don’t say I definitely want to go to the show again kswlkswl when I go to buy an album for the rest of my life! ! !

[36l]: Hold on to the sisters on the 33rd floor

[37l]: How many of the upstairs are used now? ? What is going on at the scene? !

A crowd of people held each other tightly and shook their heads: the show had not been broadcast yet! Don't let it say!

[44l]: What is the selling point... I just made an appointment for tomorrow, let me go and see for myself!

[45l]: The sisters upstairs remember to join the group! ! Voucher entering the group does not allow unrelated persons to watch! Number: xxxxx...

The next day the recording started again, and the host turned to Huo Jian, with the theme "Question".

The distance between stars and fans has always been Schrödinger's existence.

Sometimes it seems very close-the private mailbox and Weibo comment area can't come over every day, and there are countless confession words.

Sometimes it's far away.

They have very different daily lives, and the channels for learning information are completely different.

Huo Jian and his companions spend most of their time in the 24 hours rotating advertisements to make album recordings. There is very little time to spend time on Weibo and forums, and the extra rest time usually used for temporary sleep.

Gradually, I couldn't understand the intrigues among the fans. I always felt that they were using another language.

There are too many abbreviations, but the vocabulary he masters doesn't seem to fit.

Fans and Aidou can take turns asking questions of each other, this design is indeed never seen in variety shows before.

Both sides were a little nervous before the start.

The boys in the fourth row raised their hands first and said generously: "I want to ask, is it cool to be a star?"

Mei Sheng took the microphone away and curiously said, "Which aspect is cool?"

"Whatever you want to buy, and you can go to any country you want to go." The boy expressed an envious expression: "I can still see other big stars often, is it fun?"

Mei Sheng thought for a while: "This is indeed...but we also envy you."

"Impossible," the boy waved his hand with a smile: "I'm still worried that I haven't passed level 6. I don't know if I will be in the graduate school or looking for a job.

He never felt anything enviable for his ordinary life.

Moreover, the other party is still so famous idol.

"But you can watch movies with your friends at any time," Mei Shengyao smiled. "You can always go home to see your family during the Chinese New Year. It is actually very happy."

Everyone gradually understood the meaning of this dialogue and gradually relaxed.

Then it was Huo Jian's turn to ask the fans.

Huo Jian looked at the audience with curiosity: "What is cp?"

The fans were silent for a moment.

Who in the world teaches these strange weird cubs! ! stand out! ! !

Huo Jian thought that he had raised a question that was not very good, and whispered: "I have been to Baidu, cp is characterpairing, and it seems to mean couple, but... I don’t even see much of what you said on Weibo. understand."

Xie Lianyun didn't cover her face silently at the beginning.

This child's vigorous curiosity is terrible.

Sisters of Jewels fell into silence, but I didn't expect to have this day.

What is this scene of public execution! !

Captain, are you sure you're going to ask such an explosive death question as soon as you come up! !

"Actually," one of the little girls whispered: "Everyone of you has a very loving interaction. Sometimes we think that it would be romantic for you to get together."

The team friendship is cool, the brotherhood is cool, and the teammate love and brotherhood is so cool that it flew up...

"It turns out like this?" Chi Ji thought it was fun: "What's all this?"

He usually sees everyone from the perspective of brothers and brothers, and never leans in the direction of love.

Another little brother saw that they did not contradict, and looked at Long Ji and Bo Ju: "For example, the two of them, we named them Fengguan Jiajue in our forum, and some people stand for Long Bolong..."

Long Ji & Bo Ju:?

Long Ji suddenly blushed: "How come there is such a thing."

Bo Jue keenly grasped the key point: "What does Long Bolong mean?"

The little brother just finished brushing the super-red chicken's town treasure on ao3 yesterday, and suddenly blushed a little.

"No, nothing..."

The six Corona suddenly seemed to open the door to the new world, and began to look at each other with strange eyes.

Xie Lianyun looked disgusted.

Who wants to fall in love with teammates! Is it not enough to abuse each other when writing songs to each other? !

Mei Shengyao was super happy.

I like the captain the most! ! If it matches, I must be with the captain! !

Huo Jian didn't keep up.

It’s all brothers... isn’t it weird to fall in love?

"The currently popular two-person cp is the Alpine Flowing Water Group," another younger sister raised her hand to answer.

She had finished her fanfare just before going to bed yesterday, and she was still up.

The audience in the next half burst into tears instantly.

The alpine flowing water group is obviously heresy! ! Xie Chi Longblade which cp is not as red as this one! ! ! You are definitely carrying private goods! ! !

"I seem to understand," Mei Shengyao suddenly raised his hand: "Then will the six of us vote on the spot?"

Audience: ! !

Several other teammates who have just opened the door to the new world:? ? ?

"That is, if you really want to find a teammate in love and get married, who would you choose?" Mei Shengyao blinked: "Countdown, three, two, one--"

All the players looked at Huo Jian at the same time.

"Of course the captain!!"

"I like the captain the most!"

"Let's go..."

"...There could only be Huohu in the team."

Huo Jian:?

The audience held hands and connected their faces calmly.

fruit! Of course! !

Innocently true! All blades are the most true! ! ,,,,...,,,,