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For the performance on the second day, they were arranged in the same session, with the temporary combination of Song Jueming and Xia Xinglang in the front and Solis in the back. Kim Seung-hyuk stood not far backstage staring at them. Xia Xinglang could feel his gaze throughout the performance.

Song Jueming's influence overseas is even greater than he imagined. It is hard to imagine that this kind of cheering is at a new music festival abroad with less than 10,000 people. They are just warm-up guests, and there are even people singing along in the audience. Although their pronunciation is not standard, the enthusiasm of fans is the least toxic stimulant, and it is hard not to be infected by it.

"My universe is all you!"

"universe--!"

Although Xia Xinglang was being watched by Jin Chengxie the whole time and was told not to get too involved, he ended up getting more involved than anyone else: "We rise like stars!"

"You are the only one shining in my night sky..." Song Jueming was more serious than yesterday, whether it was the stage or everything else.

Xia Xinglang jumped on the stage. His voices and Song Jueming's did not match each other, and even their dancing was not coordinated. They were either a beat fast or a beat slow, and there was no sync at all. But even such a flawed stage was incredibly infectious.

At this moment, Xia Xinglang had a strange idea. Could he use his teammates' amplification skills on Song Jueming? When he did so, the system still sent a prompt.

['Moon God's New Moon Crown' is in effect, target: Song Jueming]

Song Jueming noticed the change in this instant, his pupils shrank, he was incredulous at first, then he looked at him with a smile on his face, and sang again, and the whole audience was boiling!

"Encore!"

A song didn't last long. Song Jueming patted him on the shoulder when he left the stage. Xia Xinglang stayed on the stage and waited for his teammates. They had no choice but to outshine Song Jueming's performance. They had to go all out and sing their best song. There were no mistakes on the stage today and they were in much better shape.

In order to cater to the atmosphere of the music festival, they did not make any unnecessary changes in their positions and stood closest to the audience from beginning to end. Their best song is "Doomsday" or "Midnight". Maybe everyone thinks differently, but the one that best fits the atmosphere of the music festival is "Doomsday". There is an interlude in it and everyone who has heard it will hum a few lines.

This is also the only song where Miu Miu stands in the middle.

The rhythm of the storm finally calmed down. They gave thanks from the audience, but they probably forgot they were there to warm up the audience. After singing Doomsday, what should the main singer sing after Doomsday?

It was a more enjoyable performance than yesterday. After the performance, the five of them stayed in the venue. A little further away from the park, they could take a cable car to the city's observation deck to overlook the whole of Barcelona. They had never thought of coming here on their first day in Spain, but only remembered it last night when they saw the travel photos of other teams.

Xia Xinglang didn't dare to go up to the glass platform because the glass was very thin and could fall down at any time, so they could only stand a little further away to take pictures. Jin Chengxie and Che Zaixun supported him on each side. They also met the Cheshire Cat while strolling in the park. Antonio ignored him, but Xiao Yu and Dong Hao both greeted him.

"I don't want to go back to the hotel so soon, but the music festival is too noisy," said Xiao Yu.

"Did you just go take pictures?" Yin Donghao asked, "We also plan to go sightseeing."

Kim Seung Hyuk: “Just finished taking photos.”

“How about the photos?”

"good."

Yoon Dong-ho hadn't made eye contact with Kim Seung-hyuk until now, if that could be considered eye contact. Xia Xinglang looked back and forth between the two of them, trying to find some evidence to prove that they still had each other in their hearts, but both sides were calm and polite.

Antonio bumped into a tourist and fell back, bumping into Xia Xinglang. Xia Xinglang looked at his shoe that was stepped on and suppressed his anger: "You..."

Anton quickly moved his foot away without saying sorry to him.

Xia Xinglang didn't intend to argue with him. They stayed for a while, waiting for the cable car to go down. They heard Anton's voice not far away and wondered who would be the next person to fill the spot. This time it was Song Jueming, so what about the next round? Would it be other solo singers, such as Huashanyuan Yingzhi?

Youngji? Maybe he will come.

They met a passerby in the park who wanted to take a photo. It turned out to be a fan of Kim Seung-hyuk. They found a well-lit spot. Xia Xinglang used his mobile phone to help take the photo. He kept backing away while trying to find the angle. Li Siyu hurriedly pulled him back. Xia Xinglang then realized that there was a slope behind the park. If he went any further back, he would fall down.

Li Siyu hugged his waist with both hands and held him tightly.

Xia Xinglang was also startled.

Li Siyu's voice was trembling: "Brother Xinglang, don't you know how dangerous it is?"

"I'm sorry," Xia Xinglang could only comfort him. After something like this happened, no one was in the mood to take pictures. Jin Chengxie came over and asked them, fortunately Li Siyu grabbed him in time, otherwise he might have fallen and got injured. If it was more serious, he might have broken a bone. Xia Xinglang thought it was too coincidental. A similar situation happened in two consecutive days. The fan took the phone and left, without any attachment to the idol.

Did someone want him to withdraw from the competition due to injury? But why? If he wanted to win the championship just for a hit single, the benefits and risks were obviously not proportional.

He was still thinking about this at night. Who was the person behind this? He went to Song Jueming's room to practice singing. Jin Chengxie followed him and watched them silently. Song Jueming didn't respond to anything he said: "Are you playing statues?"

Kim Seung Hyuk: “…”

Song Jueming put his hand on Xia Xinglang's shoulder, and Jin Chengxie immediately put his hand out to stop him: "Don't touch me without permission."

Xia Xinglang thought it was too much, but Song Jueming was determined to cooperate with Chengxie, always coming over to whisper to him, which made Jin Chengxie's forehead bulge with veins: "Xinglang, sit on my lap."

Xia Xinglang sat on his thighs, and Jin Chengxie took the opportunity to put his hands around his waist: "This distance is fine."

In fact, there was no need to practice singing today. Tomorrow would be the last day. Their temporary teammates relationship would end soon. They didn’t even spend ten minutes together on stage. Song Jueming couldn’t do anything about Kim Seunghyuk: “Small-minded. Xingxing wouldn’t like a small-minded man, right?”

Xia Xinglang: “…”

Kim Seung Hyuk learned his lesson and stopped getting irritated: "I won't like you anyway."

It was the warm-up performance on the last day. Their performances on the previous two days were seen by many audiences, and the warm-up performance took over the show and became more eye-catching than the main guests. It was still Song Jueming in front and Solis in the back. It rained today, but it did not affect the enthusiasm of the venue at all. Until the end of the performance, Xia Xinglang was soaked all over, but thinking of the amulet on his chest, he was lucky that he did not get wet.

They retreated to the backstage, and a person who claimed to be a fan asked Xia Xinglang to take a photo with him and kept saying that he wanted to shake hands with him. Xia Xinglang responded in a friendly manner, but suddenly he felt a sharp pain on the back of his hand. He reflexively pulled his hand back, only to see a shocking scar on the back of his hand!

The staff around came up immediately. Xia Xinglang felt dizzy when he saw the blood, thinking that the man had kept the blade hidden in his palm. He went to the hospital immediately after being cut. Fearing that he would be infected, he got vaccinated at the local hospital. Xia Xinglang was still not back to his senses, and everyone was worried about him. At this time, Xia Xinglang habitually touched the amulet on his chest, and found that it had disappeared at some point!

Where was it lost? When was it lost?

Xia Xinglang had only one thought in mind about what Yingzhi had given him, which was to get it back.

Xia Xinglang ignored his teammates' dissuasion and went to the park performance venue again. He searched the backstage and other places but couldn't find it. The drizzle stopped after a while. He walked aimlessly on the grass and suddenly had a feeling, as if he suddenly remembered something and something was flowing in his body.

That slope.

Xia Xinglang saw a man sitting there and felt like his breathing was about to stop.

Song Jueming found the amulet, with messy hair and familiar patterns and fonts. He handed it to him carefully, with a few cuts on the back of his hand. "Xingxing, this is for you."