The Idol Group and the Crown

Strictly speaking, this is Huo Jian's first time hanging out with friends.

Although his popularity was good when he was in junior high school, everyone acquiesced about his family background, and he would not rush to invite places like KTV to embarrass him.

Long Ji returned home routinely on weekends, and Bo Qiu took a plane to go abroad to participate in activities on Thursday. Among his colleagues, he only knew Xie Lianyun and Chi Ji.

The other people were mixed with trainees and newly-launched idols, and the assistants and babysitters took care of them together.

Saying it was coming out, it was actually eating a meal together, and after a while, a group of people went to a friend’s house to play games, and the three of them went to a musical.

Among the seven or eight boys, Chi Ji and Huo Jian are the youngest, and both sit a little shy in the middle.

Fortunately, the atmosphere at the end of the hot pot burned, and the spicy peppercorn aroma and ice soda made people inexplicably relax.

Xie Liyun supported his chin to listen to his buddies, and occasionally glanced at Chi Ji.

"Go back and remember to change clothes."

The person next to him laughed: "It's better to take a bath up and down again, Uncle Jiang's nose is too good."

Huo Jian was restrained sitting next to Chi Ji. Although he didn't speak, he probably knew what was going on.

Trainees also need to protect their throats and body, and the cold, greasy and spicy things are all natural enemies.

Since they chose to go this way, the gastrointestinal tract no longer belongs to them.

Xie Lianyun got up and poured a cold beer for Huo Jian, leisurely said: "Although Koike grew up in London, he really likes hot pot, but he has no conditions in the past few years. Uncle Jiang has been staring at him for these two years."

His buddy had been discussing to eat Cantonese food, and I heard that Chi Ji also came and deliberately found the most authentic old oil restaurant.

Chi Jixiu tasted the beef tripe, and was reluctant to be blushed by the spicy cheeks.

"Speaking of eighty to fifty next week, and then you can just rest for three days?" Sitting opposite was a newly debuted idol. At this moment, he was holding a bowl of salad, watching the grass while eating and lamenting: "It's better to be a training student. I haven't tasted butter soup for hundreds of years."

"Your agent is not here, what to do."

"No, no, you have to weigh yourself every week, and you will be punished if you get fat." The big boy looked sad: "Every time I chew lettuce leaves, I feel like I'm actually a horse."

Huo Jian found that although Ji Ji was already full in the bowl, he was still quietly staring at a plate of beef louvers, which seemed to turn around the dish at random.

Chi Jichao nodded happily, remembering to distribute the last piece to him.

"It's delicious, you try it."

Huo Jian smiled and nodded: "Okay."

"I made my debut last year, and this year's Chinese New Year home is almost a social death scene," a boy on the opposite side ordered a flue: "My parents actually said, Shou Shou, go to show aunt to give you two. Uncle sing a song!"

Everyone laughed a lot and teased: "You should dance, lick your lips and twist your hips and pull your clothes on the spot. The new year will shock the whole family."

After they were full of wine, they each allocated their games and continued to play.

Xie Lianyun’s assistant had already picked up the ticket, and told him before the ticket: "You are not allowed to buy fruit juice, milk tea is not enough. Your sugar intake this week has exceeded the standard, do you know."

Xie Lianyun hanging child Lang said: "Aren't Uncle Jiang accompany Bo Jujue abroad?"

"Big brother, he will monitor the text messages well," the assistant reached out and wiped his cold sweat. "The last time I delivered you takeaway, I was almost hit by him. It scared me to have nightmares for three days."

The nanny car stopped at the side door of the Shidu Grand Theater, and the staff had already received news that led them to enter the venue early.

Although Xie Lianyun and Chi Ji have not debuted yet, the fans at Post Bar have already organized several groups even in the support club. I heard that there are occasional illegitimate pursuits.

Huo Jian always feels that they owe them human feelings, looking forward and anxious with a ticket, quietly watching this strange theater.

He came to such a magnificent place for the first time.

The geometric curves are abstractly interpreted by the ivory wall, and the red velvet is covered by the silhouette of the score, reflecting the symphonic poems of hundreds of years. The nest-like shell-shaped glass ladder spirals upwards, the different halls are half hidden, and there are floating rivers floating above the dome, like a galaxy under the clear sky.

The teenager raised his head to look at the refracted light in the river, breathing deeply, letting the fear and joy tumbling together in his heart.

"Huo Huo," Chi Ji beckoned: "This is so beautiful, let's take a picture together next to the sculpture group."

Xie Lianyun is still playing psp against the wall: "No photo, lazy."

Jiji Wenwen softly said: "I want to take a picture, you come."

Xie Lianyun glanced at him and put the psp back in his pocket.

The three stood together and smiled naturally at the camera.

Because of Ji Ji's relationship, the theater gave three stage tickets.

There are more than a dozen special seats on both sides of the stage, and the audience can almost become a part of the stage, sitting closer and feeling more clearly.

Before the opening, Chi Ji whispered Huo Jian to explain the story.

"This is an old play from 1891, but because of explicitness and controversy, it has been banned for many years."

Huo Jian stared at "springawakening" on the ticket stub and whispered: "You have shown me the lyrics before."

"It's very touching...and straightforward." Chi Ji laughed: "I didn't sing well before, and today I can listen to the interpretation of the seniors."

The light gradually dimmed.

The story takes place during the German Industrial Revolution. The rigid and old-fashioned way of education kills and controls most students. In the depressed darkness, the consciousness of **** and love among the teenagers is constantly awakening, struggling to get more breathing.

The girl's solo reverberates and circulates, different styles of music are intertwined and change, and the silence and fiery stage of the stage begin to resonate.

Huo Jian watched them dance in hand, as if something was breaking through the chest, like green shoots under the cold soil.

Wait until the time "thebitchofliving" started playing, the atmosphere became tricky.

The students on stage finished singing the song of the five girls, and as the story progressed, singing boys and girls, the boys and girls were getting closer and closer to each other.

Huo Jian watched them caress and kiss in front of thousands of people, breathing a little tight.

This is the most recent time he has left love on earth.

『It'slikei'myourlover, ormorelikeyourghost—

I look like your lover, or more like the ghost that follows you

ispendthedaywonderin'whatyoudo,whereyougo

I think about what you are doing and where I am going all day long

The boy hugged the boy and murmured for courtship. The teenagers sang for a long time in the dark school, longing for love and joy, and exchanged each other's burning hearts.

When they confessed to each other, the hoarse female voice sang ‘touchme’ faintly.

Huo Jian's cheeks were hot, and he gripped the armrest of the seat tightly, embarrassed.

He could actually understand their love and attachment, and even their desires.

Singing became a more intense and straightforward narration than words, and the melody was like the cold white moonlight, illuminating all the subtle emotions.

『Itryandjustkickit, butthenwhatcanido

I tried to get rid of addiction, but how can I do it?

we'veallgotourjunk,andmyjunkisyou

We all have our own hobbies, and you are my addiction

The songs Ji Ji sang soon followed, and the souls and bodies of the characters began to have a deeper resonance and impact.

Huo Jian gripped the armrest, and suddenly a lot of gratitude surged in his heart.

His youth has begun for several years, but it has been like a dead stone, sealing all feelings in the heart.

But at this moment, the actors on the stage were embracing their love, depraved, and their voices overlapped like clasped hands, suddenly letting him know more.

more and more.

Singing is not just a technique, it is more than expressing notes and words in the throat.

His memory, emotions and all consciousness resonate at this moment.

Resonate with the audience and the actors and characters.

He seemed to suddenly understand how to sing.

When I walked out of the Grand Theater again, Chi Ji was a little embarrassed, and said in a small voice: "Maybe we watched this a little early...but the song is really nice."

Huo Jian didn't come out of the musical yet, and nodded for a while.

Xie Lianyun has successfully bought freshly squeezed juice, and he said with a big word: "You have been rehearsing on the stage several times. How come you are shy."

Chi Jixiao said: "I didn't expect that brother would sing and lift my clothes!"

Xie Lianyun rubbed his head and Huo Jian's head: "The two children are nervous, and the company will not let them fall in love anyway."

"Oh right," he pushed down the silver-rimmed glasses, and magically pulled out three more tickets: "At the intermission, the theater manager gave me three more tickets, which is the new drama next month- "

""Phoenix between Flutes"?" Chi Ji subconsciously said.

"It was an old drama, and the star had already gone abroad to study abroad," Xie Lianyun thought about it. "Jiang Julai is here, I heard that I have performed on Broadway."

"Loris!" Ji Ji suddenly pulled out his phone, poked a few albums, and turned out a photo of the two of them: "Is it he!"

He hugged a boy in the picture, and the corners of his eyes were smiling.

Xie Lianyun grunted: "You two touched?"

"He is two or three years younger than me. He used to be my b-corner," Chi Ji proudly said. "It will be super smart as soon as I teach."

"Speaking of the topic, the ticket I got was "Rock and Roll Barbie". What about the appointment?"

Huo Jian felt very fortunate after watching one game, and whispered: "I'm next week..."

Xie Lianyun stuffed a glass of passion fruit and pineapple juice into his arms: "Not allowed, come and play."

I am afraid that my brain will be burned, and I must stop it.

Eighty to fifty screening tests are carried out as scheduled, and a batch is swept away in a flash.

The weather started to get colder in October, Huo Jian was also completely used to training six days a week, and slipped out with them to watch a musical on Sunday night.

He is not used to being so exposed to his friends' light so frequently, but Xie Rongyun skips class every day to play games and pulls him out to play in secret, which is actually not easy to refuse.

Long Ji will also go out to watch the drama with them on the weekend. It seems that there is also an exclusive box in the theater. Listening to the symphony is as good as sitting on the podium.

Bo Jue has been abroad for more than a month, occasionally updating his social homepage and sending a few photos of the show.

Lidong's day happened to be a screening day of fifty to twenty, and the heating in the hall was fully turned on.

When Huo Jian walked into the examination room, he found that Pei Ru was sitting in the middle.

He sat relaxed, and the lines of his shoulders, necks, and arms were uneven and powerful.

The silver pendant clung to a dark blue snake, and the diamonds on the studs shone brightly.

The man looked up at him with a smile on his lips.

"Little classmate, I haven't seen you for a long time."