When the Empress Dresses Up As a Female Trainee

/ Mo Baqian

The air suddenly fell into silence.

It seems that I have said too much.

The tit-for-tat aura on Lan Muzhou dissipated along with the heat on his face.

He calmed down.

"There is a problem with my expression. I want to say that there are a lot of fans on the Internet who swear by CP..."

He frowned, raised his head and looked directly into Qi Mo's eyes, with an unexpectedly sincere expression, and said, "Such a male CP, to be honest, bothers me a little, so... let's pay attention to the distance in front of the camera."

Qi Mo has learned about the entertainment industry, and knows that it is very common for fans to slap CP, and some artist teams and program groups will even take the initiative to hype CP.

In addition, she didn't dislike Lan Muzhou, so she just let it be.

It turned out that Lan Muzhou was so disgusted, but she ignored it.

Lan Muzhou's ideas should be respected.

But she didn't agree immediately, but raised her eyebrows and looked at the person in front of her, "The male and female CPs are very troublesome... Are the male and female CPs bothered?"

Lan Muzhou was stunned for a moment, and bit his lip, "No, no matter if it's a male-male CP or a male-female CP, I have never thought of getting out of the circle in this way, and there is no other meaning."

Being ridiculed, it turned out that there was no fried hair.

So serious.

Qi Mo was quite surprised, and didn't say anything more. He nodded and agreed easily, "Okay, this was not my original intention."

Qi Mo's answer was too cheerful, which made Lan Muzhou stunned for a moment.

It turned out that Qi Mo didn't want to fire CP with him.

That's right, even if Qi Mo was fired, he should have chosen He Ruilin.

Lan Muzhou breathed a sigh of relief, "That's just right, it's settled."

After explaining everything to Qi Mo, Lan Muzhou should feel relaxed.

But in fact, there was still a stone in his heart.

It seemed to be covered by something, and it was indescribably unhappy.

After separating from Qi Mo, he ran into Chen Ke in the corridor.

Chen Ke's face immediately raised a lovable and lovely smile, "Brother Zhou, it's so early~"

"Ah, morning."

Lan Muzhou responded, frowned slightly, and stopped Chen Ke.

Then he took a big step forward, and he was less than one meter away from Chen Ke.

"...Brother Zhou?" Chen Ke scratched his head with a confused expression.

Lan Muzhou was a little taller than Chen Ke, staring down at Chen Ke's eyes.

The distance was so close that Chen Ke's faint breathing could even be heard.

But there was no wave in his heart.

There was no sign of getting hot on the face.

Chen Ke took several steps back frequently, and didn't stop until his back touched the wall.

Being so close and stared at so directly, he didn't dare to raise his head to look at each other, and lowered his head.

Brother Zhou, what's going on? ? ?

"Brother Zhou...?"

It's not like trying to hit him.

Not daring to breathe out, he blushed from holding back abruptly.

He would be shy to be so close to a person.

Lan Muzhou stared at Chen Ke for a few seconds until he blushed when he saw Chen Ke, so he pulled away.

It was so close just now, and he didn't feel anything special.

It must be that he doesn't like men anymore. Qi Mo probably made him angry before.

He explained to Chen Ke: "I was just experimenting, it's fine."

After finishing speaking, he patted Chen Ke on the shoulder, "Your vocal team needs to work harder."

Seeing the back of Lan Muzhou leaving, Chen Ke looked confused and blinked inexplicably.

Brother Zhou... Doesn't seem normal today?

When Chen Ke came to the practice room of the Vocal group with question marks, almost all the team members were present.

Qi Mo hadn't arrived yet, but the trainees felt that they were starting to stretch their legs.

When Jiang Ning saw Chen Ke coming, she immediately waved.

"Little Chen Ke is here, come and have fun."

His flexibility is not bad, and it doesn't hurt too much when the horizontal fork is fully lowered, so it seems easy to lie on the ground.

Jiang Mingchen's tendons were so stiff that he could only use his hands to support the ground.

After a few minutes of support, the physical energy was exhausted, and the sweat broke out on the forehead.

He gritted his teeth and squeezed out a sentence, "Happy you bastard! Why do I have to suffer like this when Qi Mo is not here!"

Jiang Ning grinned, "Of course it is so that you won't suffer too much after the Great Demon King arrives."

Chen Ke was also very gregarious and did a little warm-up before starting to lower her fork.

He said: "It will definitely be useful for us to persevere like this, what brother Xiao Qi said is quite reasonable."

"Hmm." Jiang Mingchen snorted, "I didn't say what he said was unreasonable."

It was just too painful.

"Since it makes sense, why don't you hold back for a while today." Qi Mo's voice appeared at the door of the room.

Jiang Mingchen:? ? ?

He was dumbfounded for a second, and immediately exploded, "Qi Mo, are you deliberately making things difficult for me?!"

There were a few chuckles in the practice room.

From the moment Qi Mo appeared, the trainees all focused on her.

Even He Ruilin was the same, subconsciously looked up.

Qi Mo walked up to Jiang Mingchen, squatted down, and looked at the sweaty Jiang Mingchen.

She narrowed her eyes slightly, and smiled a little nicely, "Do you press for an extra ten minutes, or should I help you press for three minutes?"

"..."

Jiang Mingchen stopped.

He doesn't want to choose either!

"It's really not good for your arm to be propped up like this all the time, so let me help you choose."

Qi Mo stood up and clapped his hands.

Jiang Ning and Yan Zhaoyun, who were flexible, came over immediately and helped Qi Mo hold down Jiang Mingchen.

Immediately afterwards, Qi Mo stepped on Jiang Mingchen's thigh.

"Damn! Qi Mo, you are too cruel, I am at odds with you!" Jiang Mingchen immediately wailed.

"Hahahahaha Mingchen, why don't you have a long memory at all!"

The smile on Qi Mo's face was a bit mischievous, and the corners of his mouth were raised, forming a nice arc.

The head is lowered, but the chin does not show the slightest fat, and the jaw line is smooth.

The long and narrow phoenix eyes were raised slightly, with a radiant look.

Really nice to see.

It looks better than when I ran after him before.

He Ruilin thought subconsciously, but suddenly came back to his senses.

Force yourself to look away.

…

Before the official recording of Sangong, a new issue of "National Idol" was launched.

In just half a month, countless netizens who became fans of Qi Mo poured into the new episode of the show.

All the fans entered for the ranking of the second referendum, but they didn't want to start with the Arbor Day event.

Qi Mo was absent for the whole morning, and Lan Muzhou's face was gloomy; in the afternoon, Qi Mo deliberately took a small dessert to "make amends", which made CP fans very happy.

At the end of the tree planting activity, the program editing did not cut out those doubts as Cheng Zhuo promised.

In the editing, the relationship between the trainees has been beautified as much as possible, but such a bad attitude cannot be covered up and reversed by editing alone.

From the beginning to the end, Zhou Cheng's attitude towards Qi Mo was not just a simple question, but a pointed criticism.

The fans were happily knocking on candy, but they were caught off guard by such a scene, and the pot exploded in an instant.

[What's the situation with Zhou Cheng? ? Isn't this just looking for trouble? ! [anger]】

[There are still people with such low EQ in the mixed circle... haven't you seen that the faces of the people in Moon Village and Cheng Zhuo are all black like that? 】

[I saw Qi Mo connoting Zhou Cheng that day, and I still felt that it was not so good...Here, Wuyuzi]

【Damn, Mumu is obviously reminding Zhou Cheng not to talk! Zhou Cheng, this is so embarrassing! 】

[I'm embarrassed for him across the screen... It doesn't have to be so obvious for Mr. Mo! 】

[It seems that Qi Mo's poor performance in the first public is probably related to Zhou Cheng... There is such a person in the same group who targets him, if he can practice dance smoothly, then it is impossible [angry]]

[It's too bad, I, Mu Mu, performed with Zhou Cheng twice in a row, it's too unlucky! 】

[It was Zhou Cheng who made a mistake when he was second! It turned out to have more votes than the others! [vomit]】

[I'm not a fan of the two groups of Er Gong's "Quick Life", seeing Zhou Cheng's mistakes on stage, it's not an accidental mistake, but a wrong move, I voted for the Lan Muzhou group without thinking...]

Qi Mo's previous words meant something, but not many netizens really believed it.

But in less than half a day, this program was launched.

The memories of the netizens have not yet dissipated, and all these things are connected together at once.

He Ruilin's fans simply fell into self-doubt - did they really scold Qi Mo wrongly before? ?

It is impossible to admit that you have scolded the wrong person, but you can bring one more person to scold.

So, He Ruilin's fans had the same goal as Qi Mo's fans, and they spat at Cheng Zhou.

Several trainees have been complained by Zhou Cheng in the show, and the fans of several companies dare not speak out because Zhou Cheng's fans are too strong. This time, it's good, two of the top five are sniping Zhou Cheng , can they let go of this opportunity? ?

[Zhou Cheng has a bad temper and is self-righteous. He even scolded my idol for dancing badly before! 】

[I really rarely see such an annoying person, completely disregarding other people's feelings [vomit]]

[They're all mean-spirited and have a bad temper, why is Jiang Mingchen so likable? Zhou Cheng made me want to give him a slap]

[Before our family counterattacked from class F to C, Zhou Cheng was also C at the time, and he said that "this kind of person can also get to C", I was disgusted]

[This kind of person is the beating of the lack of society [狗头]]

[The last two-person event, our family accidentally formed a group with Zhou Cheng, and he laughed at him a few times, saying that it was not as good as being in a group by himself... Absolutely]

The bullet screen was full of smoky atmosphere, so dense that it almost blocked people, it can be seen that there were a lot of complaints.

During the break, Lan Muzhou searched for news related to the show, and immediately saw netizens complaining about Zhou Cheng.

He couldn't help but think, could it be that Qi Mo had already considered the launch of today's show when he brought the topic to Zhou Cheng yesterday?

Guidance in advance, coupled with the hammering of the show, no matter whether what Qi Mo said is true or not... can be regarded as hammered to death.

Because there is no way to produce evidence for what people think in their hearts.

Qi Mo took the lead, no matter how Zhou Cheng explained, he couldn't clean himself up.

Obviously, there are other trainees in the Dance group who have paid attention to the new program.

Xu Yihan called out hesitantly, "Brother Cheng..."

Zhou Cheng frowned, "Huh?"

Sangong is 24 to 12. He was stuck in 12th place last time. If he didn't pay attention to retreating one place, he missed the final.

So he has been practicing dancing seriously for the past few days, and he has not touched his mobile phone for two days.

Seeing Xu Yihan handing the phone to himself, he was displeased, but he still took the phone.

At the same time, he scolded: "If you play on your mobile phone all day long, if San Gong is holding you back..."

Halfway through speaking, he stared at his phone and froze in place.

#周伟[气气]# This hot search is on the front row, click on it, and the purpose of entering is the scolding of several fans!

Especially the fans of He Ruilin and Qi Mo scolded them the most.

Qi Mo's fans were against him, and he knew it all along.

But... a fan of He Ruilin?

After carefully looking at the cause and effect, Zhou Cheng was so angry that his hands were shaking.

When he was a husband, Qi Mo pestered He Ruilin all day long, and He Ruilin also secretly expressed his displeasure. He saw that He Ruilin had a good temper, so he took the initiative to stand out.

Unexpectedly, now, it turned out to be his fault, because he targeted Qi Mo, causing Yigong to lose the game?

Whoever's fans scold him, even He Ruilin's fans can't scold him!

[Ouch, Er Gong made such an obvious mistake, yet Zhou Cheng can still rank twelfth! 】

[Mumu and his team only had Zhou Cheng stretching his hips for a few days, can this stay? 】

[This kind of group soul doesn't have any group spirit at all, so you know it's aimed at other trainees, can you quickly eliminate it in the next issue? 】

[Moon Village is quite famous in public welfare, data transparency is fundamental, is Zhou Cheng out of his mind this time...? 】

[Mu Mu's expression is already very difficult, Zhou Cheng acts as if he can't understand people's words [angry]]

【In order to find fault with Qi Mo, I don't even want to face... It's absolutely impossible】

The fans of the few trainees whom he complained about in the past also came out to scold him this time.

Zhou Cheng wished he could grab the network cable and scold immediately.

Your own master's strength is poor, so you don't allow others to talk about it?

He quit the page, only to find that on the hot search list, his hot search was next to another one.

#Qi Mo counterattack#

The four characters pierced deeply into his eyes.

From the last place to the first place all of a sudden, there must be some people who suspect that Qi Mo swiped the votes, right?

He clicked in with the mentality of watching a joke.

On the top Weibo, a video of Qi Mo and Lan Muzhou standing on the stage was intercepted.

[Woooooo two people on the same stage, CP fans are satisfied! 】

[Mo total competition high! Deserved! 】

[Giving Zhou Zhou the first place card, I actually feel that President Mo is spoiled in his eyes! 】

[This penultimate next semester decided to study hard [狗头]]

[No one thinks Qi Mo is a genius? I can predict that other fans will vote for him, I am a Luo fan, and I voted for him twice]

[+1! I, Jiang Mingchen fan, voted for Qi Mo three times [狗头]]

[At first, I was a fan of Zhou Cheng, but I thought Qi Mo was amazing, so I voted for him five times. Now it seems that I am too wise [狗头]]

In the comments, the format of "I am a fan of **** and voted for x" turned out to be a tall building with more than a thousand comments!

Seeing that his fans had voted for Qi Mo, and now he still felt that the choice was wise, Zhou Cheng felt sullen.

What kind of a thing is Qi Mo?

He said angrily, "Qi Mo is trying to get on with me?!"

The entire practice room fell silent.

Qi Mo didn't want to have **** with you, but just passed by and stomped on you.

…

During the intense training of the trainees, Sangong arrived in the blink of an eye.

Lan Muzhou sat in the waiting room, crossed his chest and frowned, looking not to be trifled with.

In the past, Qi Mo liked to come to their group to visit when he had nothing to do, and learn a few breaking tricks from him by the way.

Those who came and went even got acquainted with other members of their group, and some people always chanted Qi Mo's name.

But ever since he suggested "pay attention to distance" with Qi Mo, he hasn't been to the practice room of the dance group again.

The few times he met Qi Mo, he always raised his head habitually, ready to have a few words with Qi Mo.

Qi Mo, on the other hand, just nodded and greeted lightly, and just passed by.

It made him feel like... being left out.

There was an unspeakable depression in my heart.

Even if you pay attention to the distance, you don't have to say a few words.

Is he talking too much?

Just about to fall into self-doubt, he suddenly heard Jiang Mingchen's extremely confident loud voice coming from afar.

"This morning, Qi Mo and Brother Lin cooperated so well, I think our votes must be particularly high!"

Immediately afterwards, the vocal group headed by Qi Mo poured into the waiting room.

Qi Mo stood in the center with a light smile on his face.

He Ruilin stood shoulder to shoulder with her, full of smiles.

Lan Muzhou's face darkened a lot.

Why is it so bad in my heart.

"Big Vocal is here."

"I feel that your Vocals are full of confidence."

The trainees all heard Jiang Mingchen's loud voice and greeted the vocal group one after another.

Just having He Ruilin, they had to pay attention to it.

What's more, there is Qi Mo in the group who can fly the whole group by himself.

Being able to catch people by surprise every time is also an ability.

When passing Lan Muzhou, Qi Mo stopped.

She stood with her head sideways, looked down at Lan Muzhou, "I hope you will do your best."

Facing the provocation, Lan Muzhou did not show any weakness, and grinned arrogantly, "Don't worry, I will never lose to you."

The photography teacher behind us shed tears of emotion.

After three days, he finally captured the interaction between Lan Muzhou and Qi Mo!

The director ordered more filming and more guidance, but the two of them never saw each other, and they were bored practicing dancing in their own practice room. It was really hard for them to take pictures.

Zhou Cheng stared at Qi Mo's figure all the way, with hatred in his eyes.

He will not just expose the fact that he deliberately connoted him and caused him to be cursed by several fans.

He endured it for several days, and finally waited for Sangong, and he absolutely wanted Qi Mo to look good.

Soon, Cheng Zhuo's figure appeared on the big screen in the waiting room.

He has long been familiar with this process, and began to introduce the competition system for the third performance.

"Hi everyone, welcome to the third performance of "National Idol"!"

"On this stage, we divided 24 trainees into three groups of Dance, Rap, and Vocal for a duel. For the winning group, each trainee will get 30,000 extra points; and the top three in the group Trainees can get 50,000, 30,000, and 10,000 votes in turn!"

During the second performance, the name "Qi Mo" was hardly heard at the scene.

But this time, the name of "Qi Mo" was heard endlessly in the auditorium.

"Xiao Qi Chong!!"

"Mr. Mo! Mr. Mo! Mr. Mo!"

Fans of other trainees are also not to be outdone.

"Zhouzhou, you can't lose to Mr. Mo! Go for me!"

"Mumu, come on!"

"Ah, ah, Jiang Mingchen rushes for me too!"

With a smile on his face, Cheng Zhuo said amidst the enthusiastic shouts: "I have felt everyone's enthusiasm, so let's not talk much, first of all, I invite the trainees of the Dance group to bring us a song "Extremely Evil city"!"

In view of the fact that the Vocal group is the most difficult to impress the audience, the program group kindly arranged Vocal as the third performer.

Dance and Rap are drawn by lottery to determine the order of appearance before and after.

Eight teenagers headed by Lan Muzhou stepped onto the stage neatly.

As soon as the music was thought of, the atmosphere at the scene was already dry.

The dance steps of the teenagers were sonorous and powerful, and with the range of movements, some people's clothes floated up gently, revealing beautiful abdominal muscles, and there was a scream from the audience!

"Ah, what a waist!"

"It's too flirty, it's too flirtatious!"

At the climax/climax of the song, Lan Muzhou spun out from the team, stepping steadily on the beat of the music with every step.

After TopRock landed steadily, people couldn't take their eyes off their fierce and unique moves.

After turning Thomas easily a few times, his legs went up and he turned Airflare directly!

"Ahhhhhhhhhh Zhouzhou rush for me!"

"It's so handsome, what the hell!"

All the audience held their breath as they watched Lan Muzhou perform a gyro in an upside-down position.

However…

"Zhou Zhou, why do you wear another one underneath, woo woo woo!"

"Wouldn't it be hot to wear one more?!"

"Can you learn from everyone, don't wear it inside!"

The fluffy material on the outside hangs down, revealing the close-fitting clothing inside, which makes the audience feel sorry.

Wouldn't it be nice to just wear one?

Qi Mo looked at the picture on the screen and blinked.

She almost forgot about it, she didn't expect that Lan Muzhou really wore another one inside.

He seems to be a...very reserved boy.

The performance of the Dance group ended soon, followed by the Rap group.

Qi Mo has also listened to a lot of famous rap, but this kind of song form is not so easy for her to accept.

For the competition, she will study hard, but she can't be regarded as liking anyway.

When the Rap group's performance came to an end, the Vocal group went to the back of the stage to wait.

Before leaving, Qi Mo turned his head to look at Lan Muzhou, and happened to meet Lan Muzhou's gaze.

She curved her mouth.

Vocal group will not lose.

At the back of the stage, Qi Mo looked at his teammates and said, "If something happens on the stage, don't worry, just let me handle it."

A word of reminder made several people feel a little subtle.

Jiang Mingchen glanced at Chen Ke subconsciously. Did Qi Mo give a similar reminder before Ergong and the others took the stage?

Then Qi Mo scared them all on stage.

"Next, let's invite the last group, the trainees of the Vocal group to perform "If Love Has a Will"!"

The light on the stage gradually turned light blue, with a touch of melancholy.

White smoke gushed out and filled the world.

Eight teenagers with quiet expressions stood on the stage, with soft white shirts hanging down their bodies, adding a touch of confusion.

"When the star appeared in the sky, you know I started to miss it again..."

He Ruilin speaks crisply, and his soft and lingering voice can make people get goosebumps instantly.

After he finished the first four lines, he turned around and came to Qi Mo.

The thin and slender hand drew an arc in the air and reached out to Qi Mo.

Before Qi Mo took the stage, his mind was already immersed in "Qi Mo" chasing He Ruilin.

She fixed her eyes on He Ruilin, as if she couldn't tolerate anything else.

The movements of the two are soft but full of strength, and the interaction is full of tension.

The figures crossed/stacked, and the large and soft white shirts were almost entangled.

Lingering, lingering and charming.

The inseparable but crumbling love seems to be on the stage.

The picture and lyrics blend together, full of appeal.

The audience at this time didn't scream like the previous two groups after they came on stage, but were all attracted by the vortex-like performance.

Even some experienced viewers, touched by the scene, couldn't help sobbing softly.

In the waiting room, the trainees of the first two groups were waiting for Qi Mo and the others to make their big move, staring at the screen intently.

"Damn it...their modern dance is so contagious!"

"The main reason is that she sings well too! As expected of Vocal, it's just different from my drake voice."

"I got goosebumps all over..."

"It's so powerful, even Jiang Mingchen, who has been dancing hip-hop for ten years, was blown away by the typhoon."

"I heard that Qi Mo squeezed his legs every day, and adjusted his movements a little bit after the legs."

"I admire you..."

Lan Muzhou's hands were on the chair.

Taking a quick look outside the Vocal practice room that day, he just felt awkward.

Seeing their official performance today, he knew that he hated Qi Mo's eyes.

This kind of mournful, hesitant expression.

It seems that all emotions have been poured into the person in front of him.

Staring at the interaction between the two on the screen, his mind was in a mess and he panicked.

It was that subtle feeling again, slowly creeping into my heart.

He pursed his lips and let out an irritable "tss".

None of his business!

When the performance on the stage was in the middle and late stages, He Ruilin stepped onto the hanging platform and sang in the air at a height of three meters.

When there are only a few lines left in the lyrics, the hanging platform should slowly descend.

But for some reason, after shaking slightly, it continued to rise!

He Ruilin has always been immersed in the emotion of this song, and when he encountered this sudden situation, he suddenly pulled away.

The hanging platform was slowly rising, and he was a little at a loss in his eyes.

It's okay if they don't move next, but after landing, they should still interact with Qi Mo!

The hanging platform under his feet was not stable and was shaking slightly.

Even though he was always calm, he was only a young man under twenty years old, and he looked down in a little panic.

But Qi Mo looked up, with a soft but firm light in his eyes.

It seems that it can instantly soothe all the worries in my heart.

Qi Mo raised his hand and gave He Ruilin a light hook.

He Ruilin stood on a suspended platform that was more than four meters above the ground, and the stage lights scorched him directly above his head.

The sudden situation, coupled with the tension of the stage, and the sense of crisis of someone on a high place, made him dizzy.

Qi Mo let him jump down.

Such a high distance, if one does not stand firm...

He felt the temperature behind him getting higher and higher, which made him feel anxious all over.

I couldn't help but increase my breathing.

Even the sound of music gradually drifted away from him, leaving only the sound of his own breathing.

He looked into Qi Mo's quiet eyes.

Maybe, you can believe it.

Chen Ke looked up at the precarious situation in the air, feeling extremely tense in his heart.

His singing voice trembled slightly.

"When I was in a trance, I seemed to see you flowing in a sea of ​​people..."

Under the breath-holding exclamation of the audience, He Ruilin jumped down from the sky—

I saw the young man with his hands open, allowing himself to be wrapped in white clothes, with the hem flying, elegant and agile.

The soft black hair fluttered in the air, and the expression on his face seemed to be chasing and living towards death.

And Qi Mo went up to meet him a little bit, wrapping one hand around the boy's waist and the other on his shoulder.

The moment she caught the boy, she moved her feet, creating a force of rotation, which relieved some of the downward impact.

The two turned around in a white mist.

He Ruilin stared blankly at the face close at hand, his mind went blank for a moment.

For a moment, only those eyes with a soft smile burned in his mind.

The audience, who were holding their breath, suddenly reacted, and immediately burst into an uncontrollable exclamation.

"Ahhhhh! Absolutely! What kind of **** beautiful love is this!"

"Is this a stage accident or a deliberate choreography?"

"Both of them are so beautiful, Mom!"

Feng Yuan was reminded by the audience's screams, and quickly sang the next line after Chen Ke's lyrics.

"You have appeared vaguely, but disappeared in a blink of an eye..."

The speed of rotation gradually decreased. After Qi Mo placed He Ruilin firmly on the ground, he immediately followed the dance arrangement below, hiding his figure in the darkness where the light could not reach.

After a series of developments just now, He Ruilin's heart was pounding.

He breathed a sigh of relief in the soft and mournful music, his brows and eyes lowered.

A soft and delicate voice sounded, "When the star appears in the sky, you know I'm starting to miss it again..."

On the stage, several beams of lights slowly gathered together.

Several teenagers walked towards He Ruilin with dancing steps.

And Qi Mo slowly appeared from the darkness.

She turned her head and looked at He Ruilin from afar.

He Ruilin looked back at Qi Mo with complicated emotions in his eyes.

"How many loves have no place to rest in this life, what has changed in the dark."

"Moonlight is like a spring breeze..."