My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

The opening line was Welcome to Chicago, but the next lyrics made Ethan laugh.

Because the style of the painting changed and it became Welcome to New York.

It felt a bit out of place, but the people at the scene didn't care at all. This was originally a hit song from Taylor's latest album.

With the cooperation of three giant LED screens on the left and right, and in the middle, the stage effect is quite perfect.

Just the opening few lyrics set off the atmosphere in the audience.

After Ethan got over the initial novelty, he turned his attention elsewhere. He was not here to watch the show. Ensuring Taylor's safety was his primary purpose.

There were busy workers all around, and there were many people looking around as vigilantly as him.

Both light and dark.

Ethan has never been to a concert, but in his opinion, the current security standards are outrageously high.

Try turning on the radar, then turn it off immediately.

At this time, the radar was completely ineffective and there were light spots everywhere.

Originally this thing is not suitable for use in such a place. This skill is mainly suitable for searching and fighting in buildings at close range.

Come to your home court, the field you are best at.

Taylor was full of energy and showed off her charm. After a few songs, she hurriedly left the stage and changed clothes.

When it came time for Ethan to come on stage, if nothing else happened tonight, he would be running around with her like this.

Less than thirty seconds later, she put on a shiny suit.

The ultra-short leather pants fully expose a pair of long legs, showing off her charm.

I don’t know what kind of material the clothes are made of, and they sparkle with the lights. According to my own observation, Taylor likes clothes that don’t work well and are shiny when performing.

"How about it?"

Taylor held a black golf club in his hand and raised his buttocks in a seductive pose.

Ethan didn't need to speak, just looking at his eyes was enough.

"Hahaha!"

Seeing him spitting fire, Taylor swung his golf club and walked forward proudly: "Wait and pay attention to my hint!"

Hint, what hint.

Ethan didn't care about the hint at all, he just followed the leather pants' moving gaze.

The staff next to him looked at him dissatisfied, but Ethan just pretended not to notice.

Damn it, why didn't I realize she had such a sexy side before? I should have known it last night.

Thinking of this, Ethan scratched his ears regretfully.

Taylor changed clothes and the performance continued, and this song was even more explosive.

"I have a long list of exes and they all call me crazy."

Taylor stood up on the T stage, raised the microphone and continued to sing: "But you know I like to be a player, and you also like to participate in this game~~~~"

The high-pitched ending ignited the emotions of the fans at the scene.

The fluorescent sticks turned red at the right time, and the entire Soldier Field was surging like a boiling crater.

Taylor turned around and put one hand on his waist.

She walked back with supermodel steps, her short blond hair swaying left and right following her movements.

The chorus continued to sing in the accompaniment, and Taylor returned to the center of the stage.

Different from the original designed action, she put the golf club on the ground, turned her back to the 75,000 spectators, and looked to the side.

"I have a long list of exes and they all call me crazy."

"But, honey, I left a blank space for you, and maybe I'll put your name in it."

She tossed her hair and cast a flirtatious look with her icy blue eyes.

Under the light, although there is no shadow.

But she knew that that person was right there, unyielding.

There was also a camera behind him, and although Taylor temporarily changed his actions, the director quickly cut him over.

That charming and radiant look was captured by the camera.

“Ho ho ho~~~”

All the fans at the scene became restless and cheered wildly.

In the shadows, Ethan's face remained calm, but the corners of his mouth turned up uncontrollably.

It turned out that this was a hint. Being ogled in public by a woman who was the focus of attention, I have to say, this feeling is a bit unpleasant.

The staff on the side quickly moved up the tools needed next.

The lights slowly dimmed, leaving a beam of light.

"The next step is a big surprise."

Taylor adjusted her ears. She took the acoustic guitar from the staff and stood next to two high stools: "This was just decided yesterday. I was also surprised when I received the call."

She lightly swept the acoustic guitar and shouted excitedly into the microphone in front of her:

"Next, yesterday!"

"Welcome, Sir Paul McCartney!!!"

After the words fell, from the other side of the stage, an old man wearing jeans and a white shirt walked lightly onto the stage.

He carried an acoustic guitar on his back and kept waving to the audience below, speaking in a British accent:

"Hello, good evening my friends in Chicago."

For a moment, everyone inside and outside Soldier Field who heard the sound jumped and shouted crazily.

This is an extremely dreamy collaboration, and this is a dreamy concert.

This crazy sound wave spread to the distance.

People who didn't know better thought there was a small earthquake in Chicago.

Ethan looked at the man who hugged Taylor and then sat on the chair. He felt like his heart was beating like a drum, beating like crazy.

Now that he felt the feeling of the fans below, his breathing became rapid.

Taylor held her acoustic guitar and sat down on a high stool. Looking at the sea of ​​fans below, she put her finger up to her mouth, and the scene quickly became quiet.

Feeling the fiery gaze cast from the side, she secretly chuckled in her heart.

Yesterday, she unexpectedly received a call from Paul, encouraging her to fight.

Knowing that the other party was also in Chicago, Taylor hesitated for a while and decided to send out an invitation just to surprise a guy.

Although Paul had to fly back to England tonight, he still happily agreed.

After going back and forth, they formed such a pair.

Next, under the leadership of Paul, the two played the acoustic guitar together and sang Ethan's favorite songs.

The melodious melody and simple lyrics echoed in Soldier Arena.

No one sang along, everyone listened quietly.

Paul had aged and his voice had become hoarse.

But when he sang this song, it was even more emotional. With Taylor's chorus, the eloquent voice traveled through the long river of time, from 1965 to 2014.

With the last few hums, the strings made a few crisp sounds, and then the sound stopped.

"Whoa whoa whoa~"

There were no cheers, no cheers, just sweeping applause.

Ethan also clapped his hands excitedly, giving the loudest voice to this seventy-year-old man.

The two musicians happily held hands and raised their arms in the air.