The Idol Group and the Crown

Long Ji and Xie Lianyun did not hesitate: "Captain comes!"

Huo Jian: "..."

They changed their clothes and makeup on time on Saturday, and they did all the moves before entering.

Huo Jian frowned and tried to tie back the button with the collar open, and was stopped by the costumer: "No, don't move it."

"You usually only have one button on your clothes, and you still have to be on the stage." The make-up artist next to her helped make up the powder twice: "Relax."

Huo Jian's shoulder was a little stiff, and Long Ji standing on the right hand rubbed him twice.

"Dance, calm and calm."

The teenager yelled in embarrassment.

He used to dance with them separately, but he was still a little nervous.

The practice room is different from the stage after all.

When dancing in the practice room, even if there is physical contact, it is a symbolic gesture. Besides, everyone is wearing the same clothes facing the sky, and they are relatively familiar and close.

But now...

Long Li and Xie Liyun wore dark black knight costumes, while he himself was in platinum.

The makeup portrays the facial features of the three people in detail, and the expression is rendered with tension, which looks very temperamental.

Huo Jian gave them a silent look.

Longji is the earliest adult member, with a male scent and a tall body.

Although he usually looks like an elder brother, even with makeup on, even his eyes are aggressive and difficult to look at.

Xie Lianyun has always been cold in public, and the makeup artist used silver-blue glitter to emphasize the outline of the Danfeng eye. There is a sense of distance at the moment.

Both of them sensed their gaze and looked at Huo Jian, who was stared back instinctively and quickly returned to its original position.

The captain can only comfort himself at this moment: he is not afraid, he is familiar with him in private, he does not admonish him.

The announcer shouted: "The next show, "Kiss Me"!"

The audience rolled up the waves like a wave of applause: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Xie Liyun and Long Li patted his shoulders at the same time, and the three walked onto the stage.

Strong and bright spotlights projected on them, and there was darkness all around.

Immediately afterwards, the long body shapes of Long Ji and Xie Lianyun also disappeared into nothingness, only revealing the shoulders that Huo edged.

The teenager looked up at everyone, his eyes sharp.

The violin sounded from the front right, passing by like smoke.

Suddenly, with sharp eyes, he smiled, and his voice cleared with a clear voice.

"kiss Me."

He raised his left hand, and Ren Longjia's fingertips meandered from his bare wrist to his shoulders, but he only glanced lightly.

"Kiss me...here."

Protruding his right hand forward, Xie Lianyun held his hand the next second and turned his fingers together.

"Here."

"And here."

Huo Jian's voice turned, and his waist was meandering and swaying down, as if he were enshrined by the knights.

"Not enough, not enough, kiss me again."

Before singing a few sentences, the screams of the audience burst like a tsunami, making it almost impossible to hear the accompaniment.

He changed the pattern with one hand on the forehead as if boasting his side face and lip line, straightening his ears without traces, and the bass singing with a velvet texture: "Please love me more."

The three of them opened at the same time, splitting and intersecting in the bass sound.

Huo Jian is the leader in this segment.

He owns the line holding these two men, is controlling the dispatch, playing with the joke.

He raised his hand and they raised their heads.

He glanced sideways, and they leaned over to submit.

"You can't think anymore."

"Only at this moment," he leaned on the invisible throne, like a proud king: "Only..."

"kiss Me."

The drums and the sound of the piano suddenly stopped at the same time, and all the lights were gathered on Huo Jianyi again.

Long Ji and Xie Lianyun kneeled down on one knee, tame, and kissed the back of his bare hand.

Huo Jian closed his eyes, precisely matching this second of silence.

The screaming and roaring of the audience under the next second soared to the highest point, fierce like a fire swallowing the mountains, and even the air carried the hot tide of summer night.

"Kissme, herehereandhere."

"I’myouroneandonly--"

The moment the chorus sounded, he suddenly showed a worried and fragile expression and became a slave controlled and controlled by the other two.

Tall above and the pious and humble role changed instantly, and the sharp bass sound constantly pushed the emotional atmosphere higher.

Long Li's eyes were deep, and after controlling him to spin and fall, as soon as his left hand pushed in the void, he retreated to Xie Lianyun's arms, sliding down on his knees as if he had broken his wings.

Xie Lianyun stood still on the other side, palms seemingly stroking his face across the air.

"Betrayal confuses romance indiscriminately, even the world is turning upside down."

They raised their hands and dropped their hands at the same time, and he was pushed and pulled up and down, and his superb skills blended into the performance and lyrics.

"Don't look at the blood of his lips anymore, don't think about him anymore."

Huo Jian reaches out to touch Long Ji's back, but at the same time, Xie Rianyun's palm is turned and he is forced to turn and look at him.

The music stopped abruptly.

"-- Come and kiss me."

Zhong Fengyu stood under the stage and touched his chin, said: "Now the male group dance has added so many plots?"

Uncle Jiang lighted his head and smoked: "Pei Ru also made it for another troupe, he felt that the knife group dance was not enough, and it was necessary to have interaction to remember."

How long did the new group debut this year, and by this song it has burst into nationality.

"Counting on age, several of them are in adolescence?" Teacher Zhong turned his head to look at him, there was something in the words: "Old Jiang, I look at this group of children very precociously."

Uncle Jiang said blankly: "I can tell they are in love."

Pei Ru also stood by to watch the three people on the stage, and took a few notes on the memo.

"Xiao Pei's one?"

"No, don't smoke normally."

When it came to the end, the audience was crazy and Enke asked them to sing more, making the idols in the back embarrassed to take the stage.

The supervisor motioned to Huo Jian to go back and bow the three of them, and took them to take a picture together.

"Dancing well and singing steadily, you will get fire in the future."

Huo Jianxiao's restraint: "Thank you."

Xie Lianyun Yaoyao and Uncle Jiang waved a few of them, copied Huo Jian's shoulder and walked back: "Just jump a few more times, and you won't be nervous anymore."

Long Ji passed the water beside him: "Just now my eyes are very tense, little Huohu."

Huo Jian felt his face burning: "Brother, don't say it."

"How can I desensitize Long Jiu's brother for a few more occasions?" Xie Lianyun laughed and said: "If you dance with Koike in the future like this, I'm afraid you won't be able to carry it on stage."

Long Ji crossed Huo Jian to pinch Xie Lianyun's face: "Did you not see your mouth raging?"

"Release! Let me loose!"

Huo Jian's spirit was completely concentrated on the stage, but he didn't feel much.

But after returning to the dormitory, he couldn't think about it, the more shameful he felt.

Long Ji took him to the bathroom to remove the remaining makeup from the corners of his eyes, and juggled out a jar of mask.

"Listening to my brother's words, you need to keep moisturized every time you remove your makeup."

Huo Jian looked at him in a sunny and generous way, and suddenly had another play, and obediently washed his face first.

Mei Sheng, who had just seen the dentist, came together: "Brother Li, I will also apply a mask!"

Xie Lianyun raised his hand high in the living room: "Give me the whole one too!"

Long Ji sprayed him bluntly: "Just the beat was wrong just now, so I am sorry to rub my stuff?"

"Long Ji, you have to talk about team friendship. This is the principle."

"Xie Lianyun, do you still have such a principle?"

Four people slumped on the sofa with the mask, and thin Ju pushed the door out of the coffee, and squinted at their neat formation: "Huh."

Long Ji jumped up: "Teacher Bo also came with a mask."

"Don't," Bo Jue glanced at him. "There is not much left, you keep it yourself."

"Come on, come on," Long Ji stretched out his hand to put the coffee cup aside, and pulled him to wash his face first: "Teacher Bo didn't see me tonight, lonely is not lonely."

Bo Ju reached out and threw him all over the water: "Pump or not."

Xie Lianyun moved a little on the sofa and leaned on Huo Jiandao: "Long hair monster, come and sit here."

"You are the monster with long hair!!"

Despite being disgusted on his thin lips, he still lay back on their side, his face reluctant.

Long Ji sat crookedly and stretched out his hand to help him apply the mask.

"Teacher Xiaobo is in a bad mood tonight, I know."

Bo Jue didn't recognize it and turned his head to the side.

"I didn't get c for the dance score this time. I'll accompany you to do more class exercises in the future. I'm not angry or angry." Long Ji recognized him with a pointed chin and coaxed him with a smile: "It's not good to frown."

Huo Jianwo was a little sleepy next to him. He glanced at the small jar of mask essence in his hand, and an exclamation mark appeared in his mind.

Master Long is really Master Long. Is that a few hundred jars?

Can change a lot of protein powder...

Vocal music classes are divided into two groups as usual.

The teacher with the younger age group was called to arrange music for other artists. The three of them temporarily followed teacher Zhong to class.

Now as soon as summer, Huo Jian's voice began to go down, and Teacher Zhong was strictly forbidden to sing high notes.

Koike also has a sign of changing his voice. He silently sits on the cold bench every day without opening his voice, and looks sad.

"How are the three of you practicing?" Zhong Fengyu played a jazz prelude next to the cabinet piano, beckoning them to look at the scoring book next to them: "Sing so well today, remember the grades."

After two eight beats, Bo Ju first took the lead.

His voice is gorgeous and bright, and the tail is lazy and attractive.

"Comeonbabywhydon'twepaintthetown.andallthatjazz.

Come on, dear, why don’t we paint this town, and have some jazz~"

The sound of the piano was drunk and generally wobbled, and he was more tuned up like an old hand. The treble rose smoothly in the four or five beats, listening to the feeling that the ear canal was being wiped with gold velvet. More.

"Startthecariknowawhoopeespot.wheretheginiscold.butthepiano'shot--

Drive to the carnival party, where the gin is cold and the piano sounds hot—"

Long Ji leaned against the piano and followed the opening, the node where the breath was smoothly connected was just right.

His bass has a wine-like mellow texture and is so magnetic that the notes collide with resonance.

"Holdonhonwe'regonnabunnyhug.iboughtsomeaspirin.downatuniteddrug.

Wait for baby, let's dance a rabbit dance first. I have been to the pharmacy and brought you some aspirin. "

"----Incaseyoushakeapart.andwantabrandnewstart.

——In case you play with prostration, you still want to do it all over again. "

Singing jazz is easy to get started, and people can't help but sing songs.

The tone is scattered and full of fun. When Xie Lianyun is added again, they will alternately turn out the treble show tone, even the flower sounds and transpositions that do not exist in the piano and singing are fully tuned out, the more the other person’s voice is raised The higher the rise.

Teacher Zhong still coughed several times in front of them to keep them pressed. Later, he also heard that the piano played faster and faster, and he almost sang along with the three of them.

Ji Ji was forced to shut up while sitting next to him, his expression very sad.

Huo Jian reached out and rubbed his hair: "It will be fine after this year."

"I've rehearsed with them at Radio Music City during this period," he whispered, covering his face. "I want to sing too."

Mei Sheng looked at the score in his hand bitterly: "Who wants to practice children's songs."

His previous playlists were all replaced. Every day he was either "Small Basket" or "The Lonely Shepherd", which was completely treated as a child.

Three aren't good enough, and three look around with a bitter face.

Ji Ji couldn't help but hummed along with the piano, and was glanced at by teacher Zhong Hi, silently swallowing the voice back again.

Why haven't I grown up, so annoying.

-2-

Only in the courtyard can they feel that midsummer is coming.

The company building is like an exquisite glass cage, the central air conditioner is open all year round, and the green plants and flowers are also taken care of by people for replacement every year.

Chen Xiaoyan made several phone calls to Huo Jian, complaining about the ghost weather and having to hold a sports meeting. The whole class shrank to play mobile phones in the shade of the tree. No one wanted to run for two kilometers at all.

"Our new chemistry teacher's makeup is so strong, his neck and face are not the same color number at all." Chen Xiaoyan sighed and asked curiously: "How are you doing now, are you going to debut?" "

Huo Jian is unsure: "It seems that you have to wait at least one year for your debut."

Even if they pass the assessment by the end of this year, they will still have to make an album and stage, and it will be 2012 by the time they have completed those estimates.

"That's it." Chen Xiaoyan seriously said: "When you release the album, I have to line up to buy it! Come on!"

Ms. Chen urged beside her: "I am about to finish my second year of high school. Have you finished the tutorial?"

"Immediately!"

Huo Jian hung up for a while after hanging up the phone and went into the courtyard to swing.

The sunlight outside can't reach this corner, but the air makes people feel like they are in the steamer, and they start to sweat in less than half a minute.

He looked up at the blue and cloudless sky, and there were just a handful of lotus flowers in the bronze altar.

Suddenly there were rapid footsteps in the living room.

Then there was a bang with the door closing.

Huo Jian stopped the swing and saw Xie Lianyun and Long Ji waving to him.

He walked over quickly, and the others got together.

"Look at what this is." Long Jia took out an old popsicle from under the clothes like a pervert: "I stole it!"

Ji Ji and Mei Shengyao helped him to take out several other roots: "I actually brought six roots..."

"Good ice, good ice, and good ice." Long Ji sighed with relief. "It just happened to meet the housework when I got out of the elevator. It was because of my acting skills that I didn't show any stuff."

"It's not so good," Xie Lianyun sneered. "Speaking half-heartedly, people thought you had a cold."

"That's frozen." Long Ji stuffed one in his hand: "Trust an old popsicle that my friend helped me buy and eat."

They rarely go out on weekends now. They are either practicing dance or practicing sound. They have to sing on the treadmill.

Xie Lianyun tangled with a look: "This..."

"Summer is to eat ice!" Mei Shengyao quickly said: "This is respect for summer!"

"Eat." Bo Jue tore open the bag without psychological pressure: "The stomach and intestines will consume calories when digesting ice, and they will not be fat if rounded."

While chatting about the sky, the door was suddenly knocked twice: "It's all here, I'll come in and say something."

It's Uncle Jiang! !

Thin Jue quickly put the old popsicle back into the wrapping paper and back into the sleeve of Long Ji's baseball uniform.

Xie Lianyun just took a lick and hurriedly popped the popsicle beside the cushion of the sofa arm.

Huo Jian frowned twice, and pulled out the coffee table drawer to instruct others to put the stolen goods in.

Ji Ji confirmed that the others had been hidden before going to the door, respectfully saying, "Just Uncle Jiang."

Uncle Jiang usually kills himself when he walks. It just happened to pinch today, which makes people even more alarmed.

"Why did it take so long to open the door?" he asked suspiciously.

"During practice, I didn't hear it." Huo Jian gestured to Longsui to stand back.

"There is something to talk about today." Uncle Jiang sat on the sofa and motioned the six teenagers to stand in front of themselves: "Come all here, what are you doing so far?"

Long Ji's arm was frozen and numb, standing with his hands on the back between Thin Ju and Huo Jian.

The culprit is still smiling.

"I came here this time to talk about the concert."

"concert?"

"It's not yours, it's Mei Heng." Uncle Jiang raised an eyebrow at Mei Shengyao: "When the tour concert first stood, you must be a special guest and you have to follow the stage."

Mei Shengyao surprised: "When?"

"Next Saturday." Uncle Jiang said slowly and slowly: "This is a great learning opportunity for the six of you."

"Yaoyao can feel the feeling of singing in a hundred thousand people's field first. You can discuss the track with your dad yourself. Maybe you will ask Teacher Zhong for advice in advance." Uncle Jiang turned to look at others: "You have also been invited. You can sit in the infield and watch the performance of seniors up close."

Huo Jian blocked Long Ji's chilling arm without any traces, and said graciously.

"You haven't even had a group review yet," Jiang Uncle was addicted to cigarettes. He touched the pack of cigarettes and wanted to smoke in his hand. After thinking about it or not, "If you can pass next year, you must be arranged to go to other senior concerts. Special guests are also for warming up and getting familiar with the large stage in advance."

"Thank you Jiang." Everyone said in unison.

Jiang Shu looked at several children with a lot of energy, nodded in satisfaction, and began to analyze their results.

"Now the best overall score is Koike, everyone else has a partial case..."

The agent always speaks slowly, and the time becomes particularly long.

After hearing for half, everyone suddenly realized that the sofa beside his hand was wet, and his eyes were a little frightened.

"There is also a rap aspect, the number is not-Long Ji, why are your sleeves dripping?"

Long Jiqiang calmed down: "No, are you wrong?"

Uncle Jiang got up and touched his classmate's phone like a mobile phone, and touched: "Arms stretched out."

Touch the sweet syrup.

It doesn't matter if they are together. The trousers just passed the popsicle water dripping from the feet of the sofa, and his ankle was stunned by the ice: "His-you guys?"

Long Li looked at it and couldn't help but quickly said: "Uncle Jiang, I did it all! You have to punish me!"

The agent reached out and pumped his head, grabbed his arm and pulled out most of the melted popsicles, and reached out and pumped again: "Come on!"

Xie Lianyun handed the paper beside him: "Pants legs."

Jiang Shu annoyed and said: "My custom-made suit! You few bastards!"

"Go around, go downstairs."

"Punish the station again..." Long Ji rubbed his head and said: "It's too hot outside, just fine me."

"Something to punish," Jiang Shu stretched his hand to draw him again: "Let's go, I will drive you to eat smoothies."

"You can only eat this time, and you can only eat half of the three voice-changing periods!"

"Hey?" Huo Jian thought he had heard it wrong.

"Hey what, change shoes quickly." Uncle Jiang said fiercely: "Do you know how expensive this sofa is, come here with me every day!"

Xie Lianyun tentatively said, "Do you count those three times?"

"Not counted, but still get punished if you get fat."

"Uncle Jiang, you don't make sense-who eats sweets is not fat."

"Are you sorry to mention?"

Jiang Shu's car is a silver Cadillac.

The secretiveness and the pull of the wind are in line with the taste of a middle-aged man like him.

Everyone had watched a musical and went out several times before. This was the first time he got in his car.

Spf is next to the business district, high-end stores are concentrated on North Street, and Volkswagen stores are on South Street.

Jiang Shu parked the car and cooked the door, and took them to eat the ice. When something was swiped, something flashed outside the door.

Huo Jian looked sideways subconsciously and was held in the head by the uncle.

"Do you still watch the camera when the paparazzi shoot you?"

"Do you have paparazzi now..." Chi Ji whispered: "We are still trainees."

"You are the trainees I brought," Jiang Shu glanced at Mei Shengyao wearing a black mask: "Moreover, there are people who wish to follow him 24 hours."

Mei Sheng shrugged away, and let them help stop it.

Not many customers upstairs and downstairs knew these two special characters in the entertainment industry. The atmosphere of eating sweets was still very cheerful.

Huo Jian and Bo Qiu asked for half of the chocolate flavor, Mei Sheng relied on his voice change period has not yet begun, and monopolized half of the cantaloupe flavor.

Everyone was chatting while eating, and he was joking with each other.

Only Uncle Jiang wiped his trousers with a distressed face next to him: "My suit is awkward."

Xie Lianyun comforted him: "Small things, go and order one."

"The Italian tailor's list has been arranged for three years." Uncle Jiang said impatiently: "You know how to fart, go."

"Quiet, I know someone, I can cut you in."

Uncle Jiang is still cross-legged and smelling the smell of old popsicles on wool: "Really?"

"Fidelity, fake, I thank the name upside down."

"By the way, I also discussed with Pei Ru," the agent remembered something and put down the trouser legs again: "Your six dance assessments have passed b before you can take the stage on Qingxi Road at the same time."

Huo Jian jumped at the end of the team every night for several months, and he was on the verge of opening, probably in his heart.

Xie Lianyun just scraped the red beans at the bottom of the glass and sullenly lay beside him: "I want b..."

It was hard to get to c, and I was here again on the weekend.

"The news that you have formed a group has ran out, don't you embarrass the Crown." Uncle Jiang said with a straight face: "Knowing that you two are engaged in music, at least give me a little confidence?"

"Yes." Bo Ju grabbed Xie Lianyun's shoulders with a firm tone: "Before autumn."

Xie Lianyun stretched out his hand glasses: ...! !