The Idol Group and the Crown

There were tens of thousands of people on the finals. The professional jury sat on the two sides of the platform, and the lights were shining everywhere, as if countless people were waiting to witness a soaring of six people.

At this point, in fact, the audience has a general understanding of the debut list, but still has a strong obsession with before and after the ranking, who can make the debut of C.

The big news in the entertainment circle that happened this week is so frequent and shocking that even if people don't know each other when they meet again, they will raise a tacit smile.

Hanqu evaporates, the FALSE criticism is destroyed, and the old things are piled up, just like a belated liquidation.

On the night of DIVINE's debut, many fans of A also came to the scene with a lot of money to buy tickets, and even many people still held the old old lights.

They can't see the return of the former peak myth, but at least when they see Huo Blade, who is still active on the stage, the deep love in their hearts will be vigorously embraced again.

Xie Lianyun, as a special host, came out and showed up when the audience was in place, causing bursts of cheers and shouts.

Huo Jian went back and forth in the dressing rooms of the students in the background, with a warm smile in his eyes.

He remembered the two years they had waited for their debut.

The first is sea election, and the first-level screening training. Finally, the six people form a group and they will train and write songs together for two years.

When there is no debut, there is always endless fantasy and longing for the future.

I want to sing the song I wrote to everyone, I want to hold a concert only for them, I want to stand as high as my predecessors.

At that time, Mei Sheng was so bored that he rolled on the carpet, and Long Jia drove them from time to time to take them out secretly.

After the ice cream is finished watching the movie, I will sigh, when will I debut.

As soon as the time wore, it was today, and it is now.

He smoothed the folds of the neckline and led the trainees out as the music rang.

"It's Huo blade!!"

"The cubs are out! Fu is so handsome next year next year--"

"Vampire makeup! Carnival can't be!!!!!! I'm so mad!!!"

"Blade ah ah ah blah--"

The sound and sound of the audience exploded like a tide, and the light beams of the intersecting ray swayed, and the flashing light seemed to be a bright star that never disappeared.

"Hello everyone, we are-trainees of "Blessed Choice"!"

"I am Huo Jian, a mentor," the young man smiled lightly: "I haven't seen you for a long time."

As soon as the program was broadcast live, the signals on and off the venue were already crowded so that the pictures could not be sent out.

Fans who are playing CALL on the forum microblog have already started racing to vote, and when they saw their little idol, they were red eyes for a second.

They watched these trainees step by step to today.

Some did not have a name at the time of the sea election, and some were already full of criticism before entering the group.

Finally... finally this day.

Huo Jian has long been accustomed to facing countless people on an overly open and open stage. At this moment, he and Xie Lianyun laughed and ridiculed. They both obviously hosted the same program for the first time, but they seemed to have collaborated countless times.

As soon as the live broadcast shot hit the two of them, the floor of the live broadcast building jumped up with pages.

[8102 years old, I can actually get to the double genius group! ! I'm fine with this smile! ! ! ]

[Where is the mountain water! ! Professor Bo came out to fish your fox home! ! ]

[I really want to see Yaoyao, if only a few other people come—]

"Then, ten trainees are invited to perform personal performances in turn," Xie Rianyun took a step back and slightly supported the ears. "The canvassing is also counted within a limited time, pay attention to the arrangement."

The next scene completely exceeded many people's imagination before the program started.

Chen Yuanqing held a long sword and twirled in the clouds. When Jia Nian stepped on the tango and danced the vampire dance, Zhu Xizhi jumped like a special agent in the laser lattice.

Before the boiling applause ended, the lights suddenly dimmed, and the huge venue fell into the night.

In the silence, the clear and gentle singing sounded low.

"If he is your light, can I still have afterglow."

"Don't deny, don't oppose, but hide traces, like who has no right to embrace."

Han Yang sat next to a round of crescent moon and sang softly with his guitar.

He plays the guitar very well, even if he is not tall, sitting in Yinhui's shadow has a different kind of attention.

The accompaniment sound is simple and simple, but it perfectly complements the singing voice, with a kind of outspoken effect.

Biting words, luck, chest resonance, emotional expression, and thrush-like voice between the forest.

Each one is memorable.

"The breath of avoidance is like a barrier, and my eyes are confirming how valuable friendship is."

"Whatever I want to keep, I feel like I want to kiss the moon and the water..."

As soon as he appeared, many people who ate a week of gossip were excited, and quickly whispered to confirm whether the young man was Han Qu's younger brother.

Even the barrage of the platform is so dense that it gets stuck.

[I suddenly don’t want to eat melon... Little Thrush’s voice is really God’s appetite. He shouldn’t have much relationship with his brother, otherwise Huo Jian will not be so close to him now. ]

[It’s my yang woo woo woo woo, I really like him, I must make my debut! ! ]

[Fountainer and composer Fu next year? ? Hold the grass, Yang Yang dare to sing teammates in the finals? ? ? What did I nibble on? ? ? ]

But Han Yang was singing with his eyes closed, as if he could not perceive anything outside the stage.

His voice is so nice.

More and more people gradually quieted down, shaking left and right together with strange melodies, and unconsciously became his sincere listeners.

On the other side of the stage, Fu quietly looked at the singing Han Yang next year and sipped his coffee for a while.

Zhu Xizhi put his coat on his shoulder and smiled: "Aren't you happy."

Fu was really a bit cold in the costume next year, and he didn't evade it at this moment, wrapped his jacket tightly and said, "Fortunately, it doesn't feel much."

"I always feel that you will be in a bad mood occasionally during this time," Xiaoxue Leopard patted his shoulders with his paws: "Don't be nervous, the rankings are false-let's eat roast lamb chops after the game."

The teenager raised his eyebrows slightly and turned to look at him: "You are one year younger than me."

Fu didn't know what he was bothering next year, but only felt that Zhu Xizhi did not need to be so serious about his emotions.

Among the few to be debuted, Gu Shao, who had already retired, ranked first at the age of twenty-three. Others are all around the age of twenty, not much difference.

Only two of them, one seventeen and one eighteen, are like high school students who secretly truant out of the game.

"Huh? Yeah, then I have to be old." Zhu Xizhi smiled and said: "Brother, we are going to debut tonight, you are happy."

Fu has never been so coaxed next year, when a sudden buzz in his head took his back off his jacket and stuffed him in his arms.

"Eh?"

"Don't bark," the teenager's face was hot, and he hurriedly said, "I'm going to be ready to play. See you later."

"See you later," Little Snow Leopard shook his tail: "Remember, roast ~ sheep ~ row ~ ~"

"know!"

After Han Yang finished singing, Huo Ren came to the stage and introduced the program with a smile.

The moment when the two communicated with each other directly broke the speculations on the Internet, letting many pairs of arms relax at the same time.

"This song was created by Fu next year. Why would you want to perform this song?"

"Next year, brother wrote songs very well," Han Yang laughed: "Actually, the piano accompaniment was played by brother, our feelings are super good!"

The girls under the stage nodded: say more! !

Don't hurry for the following performance! ! Go for five minutes and go! ! !

Mei family's old house, underground space.

"Popcorn is fried-put chocolate and drizzle strawberry powder!" Mei Shengyao walked quickly with a small pot, bypassing the corn kernels piled up to see the vote now: "Who comes first Who comes first? Why are you still showing ads—"

"You fell off the carpet and you looked at the way," Bo Jue quickly came over to catch the snack, and motioned to Ji Ji to let him aside: "It's still the year when Jia Nian ranks first, Zhu Xi's second, who will be later? The performance is coming..."

"Small ring," Chi Ji raised his hand wrapped in a small blanket: "I've waited a long time."

Bo Jue's back was cold in an instant, and he would walk out when he got up: "Is the clothes confiscated?"

"Sit down and sit down." Mei Shengyao pushed him back: "Xiaohuan is going to dance, what clothes do you take."

Bo Jue's face was almost wrinkled: "I don't want to see it, go out for a while."

"Look," Chi Ji looked up. "It's Xiaohuan, let's see."

In the past few days, several of them have completed the previous issues of "The Selection of God Blessings". Bo Jujue will go out to drink water, pour garbage and cut fruit every time his brother comes out. It is no different from that.

Chi Ji missed the debut years while smiling and vomiting all the way. Mei Shengyao nodded frequently while holding the pillow nest beside him, and occasionally cut a durian piece while eating and watching.

Before waiting for Bo Jiu to pull away Mei Shengyao's claws, the advertisement in the projection screen just ended, and the familiar smoke lingered between the light and shadow and the Liuli Pool.

So familiar-is this-

Mei Shengyao blew a long and bright whistle.

Chi Ji smiled a little bit frozen: "Wait--"

Bo Jue paused: "Small ring him?"

The title of the program jumps out immediately.

"Fire in the Palm"

Performer: Thin Ring

Song: A

Original Sing: Chi Ji

Sitting on the edge of the deep black marble bathtub is a teenager wearing a cherry yukata.

His hair was dripping with skin like sheep fat jade, and his eyelashes were long and curled.

Thin ring leaned over and scooped up a cup of water to protect the palm of his hand, and the pure white flame immediately rose and rose like a swan with a neck hanging for a long time.

"You are Bai Yan in my palm," he whispered softly: "I want to hold a handful of hides, fearing burns and being too shallow."

When he leaned his head, his long hair flowed down like a satin, and his slender neck exposed another white.

Bai Jing's toes lightly touched the water, and the palm fell like a galaxy.

The juvenile whirled and danced with his complacent Chi Kwong Wah, and when he turned his eyes, he seemed to have fallen into smoke and dust, but also as if he had never known human lust.

"I saw the twilight falling on the shore that day."

"There is a corner in my heart, I don't know what to change."

He shook and paused, like a wandering lost swan beside the dark black marble, beautiful and slender and pure.

The light singing voice has become a confusing medicine, and it has a psychedelic luster.

The pure white of the original is a kind of truth, but the interpretation at this moment seems to be a trap in disguise.

There is an indescribable sense of danger.

Ji Ji held the pillow here for a long time, turned his head to the left and looked at Mei Sheng Yao said: "His style of painting is pretty good?"

"Where," Mei Shengyao said in earnest: "You dance best."

"Brother Ju, what do you mean, Brother Ji?" Chi Ji turned his head to the right, and at a glance, Bo Jiu had covered his face with his hands.

"It's okay-people are your brothers-calm down -"