Surprise! Whose little green tea is 1.9 meters tall?

Chi Qinghe realized that the visitors were not friendly, so he found a reason to send Song Xulin and Liu Xi away.

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patient?

A meteor from the sky?

It does not make sense.

Black Dog said familiarly, "Little brat, what are you going to do tonight? Tell me and I'll support you."

"Are we familiar with each other?" Although he was talking to Hei Gou, his eyes were staring straight at Lu Hansong.

Black Dog: “…” Damn kid!

Lu Hansong took off the leather gloves on his hands and extended his hand to show his friendliness. "No need to mention your last name, Lu. You can call me Brother Lu. I'm your sister's friend."

Chi Qinghe was quite interested at first, but when he heard the word "sister", his face became visibly gloomy.

He knew why these two people came to him. It turned out that they were pleading for Chen Yao.

Chen Qiqing is worthy of being the female lead. Even if the male lead doesn’t help her, there is still a male second who obeys her every command.

Tsk, trouble.

"Just lick the dog, why do you say it's so noble?" Chi Qinghe said sarcastically without even looking at the hand.

As soon as he finished speaking, Black Dog sighed, and the gloating expression on his face could hardly be concealed. He also gave him a thumbs up openly.

“It has to be our kid brother, who speaks like a movie star, swish swish swish!”

Okay, he's not angry anymore.

Despite being ridiculed like this, Lu Hansong still good-temperedly withdrew his rejected hand, put on a smile, lowered his head and laughed at himself, "It's all in the past."

"If I had, you wouldn't have come to me today. But I'm telling you, I won't let Chen Yao go. If he chooses not to rot in jail, then I don't mind being a little more ruthless."

Chi Qinghe couldn't control himself anymore and wanted to leave quickly. "If you have nothing else, I'll take my leave."

"Wait a moment."

Lu Hansong suddenly walked closer, and his pale fingertips brushed the boy's hair beside his ear.

Chi Qinghe's pupils constricted, and he instinctively grabbed the man's wrist and was about to break it, but the black dog suddenly intervened, grabbed his hand, and grinned, "Don't get excited, little brat, it's just a leaf."

Leaves?

Chi Qinghe tilted his head.

Lu Hansong happened to take down a burnt brown leaf and showed it to him. He said guiltily, "Sorry, I scared you."

Chi Qinghe lowered his eyelids, said without any context, "Don't walk under the lights recently," and left.

"Don't walk under the lights? This kid can even tell fortunes, how interesting." Black Dog retracted his gaze. "That's all for today? Didn't we say we were going to see which is bigger, the waves or the boat?"

"There's no rush for this." Lu Hansong put his gloves back on. "Let's go back."

"You go back by yourself. I want to watch the show. I promised them that." Black Dog waved his hands, his eyes rolling around as he looked for a seat. "I remember the school reserved a seat for you. I'll go sit there."

Lu Hansong: "..."

He shouldn't be called Xiao Hei, he should be called Husky. He has endless energy all day long...

The Mid-Autumn Festival Gala at Huayang High School was mostly composed of singing and dancing programs. At every climax, there would be fireworks on the stage. The students below cheered for a long time, and some of them almost lost their voices.

Black Dog was watching happily from below. He liked watching skits, and when he heard interesting clips, he would take videos and send them to the group. This caused him to receive messages one after another, which annoyed him so much that he finally blocked the group.

The younger brothers in the group: Second in command? Second in command... How come he disappeared after posting the video... They racked their brains to come up with so many words to praise him.

The party gradually came to an end and the backstage became empty.

The program director pushed open the door, intending to urge the last group to go to the waiting room, but was surprised to find that the room was empty as a ghost, and there was no contestant!

"What about people!"

Just as the supervisor reported to the director and asked the host to change the words quickly, a burst of hurried footsteps came from afar.

Looking in the direction of the voice, he was so startled that he even forgot to reply to the words of the stage director on the other side of the headset. After finally coming to his senses, he quickly replied.

"Hey, no, no, no, they can go up! Yes, they've found the person!"

……

The second-to-last stage was a chorus with a soft tune and almost no major ups and downs. The students were confused and yawned, already counting down in their hearts.

Gong Huasui drank the last sip of water, but the dryness in his throat could not be relieved. The mineral water bottle in his hand suffered the consequences and was crushed, looking so pitiful.

He sat on the chair, his back no longer straight as before, his elbows resting on his thighs, his back arched, and if you looked closely, he was still trembling slightly. His whole body was in the darkness outside the light, looking sad and fragile.

Suddenly, a pair of smoky black high leather boots with a strong punk rock flavor appeared in my sight.

"Sore throat?"

Gong Huasui wanted to look up, but his head was patted lightly by a pair of hands, and then a box of unopened throat lozenges appeared in his arms.

"Qinghe..."

A feeling of bitterness welled up in his eyes, and he shed tears in a cowardly manner. Tears fell one by one on the grass and soon melted into the soil.

"I'm here."

"Qinghe..."

"I'm here."

Gong Huasui clenched his fists, his lips trembled, and he choked with tears as he spoke with difficulty.

"Qinghe... I... I disinfected my hands and clothes many times... Am I... still clean?"

Chi Qinghe opened his mouth and was about to answer when the supervisor urged the host to get on stage.

Gong Huasui sat stubbornly on the chair and refused to move. At least he wanted to hear the answer.

Chi Qinghe sighed, squatted down, and lifted the boy's chin with his fingertips.

The corners of her eyes are red, and her eyeballs are like gems. Well, her eyelashes are wet, making them more obvious... She looks more beautiful when she cries, but she doesn't seem as cute as before.

They stared at each other across the gloom, so close that they could hear each other's breathing. The occasional passing neon lights, accompanied by sparse applause, seemed to create an invisible barrier around them.

"We're friends, aren't we?"

Chi Qinghe's vision was always clear, and the smile on his lips was gentle to the core, but Gong Huasui felt cold all over, his tongue was stiff, and his heart seemed to be smashed into pulp by a hammer, turning all his initiatives into jokes and buried in the sea.

He didn't remember when he was pulled onto the stage again, what he said, or what he did.

All I remember is the intimate playfulness of the three of us as we passed each other, the sudden explosion of the atmosphere, and the screams and shouts reaching new heights time and time again...

On the stage, drums, keyboards, bass, and three completely different tones burst and intertwine, like the collision of lava and icebergs, instantly igniting the atmosphere of the entire open-air stage.

The high notes, combined with the fierce drum beats, struck the soul, causing the audience's bodies to tremble, and the sound waves became louder and louder.

When the bass is humming softly, the unique and heavy dark and smoky voice always scares the audience so much that they dare not move, and the whole audience is silent and their breathing is stagnant.

The beautiful and explosive melody drilled straight into the eardrums and echoed in the brain over and over again. The body just couldn't listen and started twisting along with it.

Until one after another of drums and shackles are stepped on, falling like raindrops; or a very difficult bass string music, taut and explosive; or a rough and neat hit of the piano keys, gently cutting... The ups and downs of the melody hit the eardrums, and the place is pushed to another climax, and it is extremely exciting!

On a huge electronic screen.

The bassist's red dress with a long train, which was short in front and long in the back, was like a red lotus blooming wildly in the fire of hell. Her smoky eyes seemed to contain the hottest and most blazing fire. After singing a high note with a huge range, she glared fiercely at the keyboard player on the right.

The cameraman is very good at taking pictures. He can see the slender fingers that are almost leaving afterimages on the keyboard, the jade bracelet with contradictory styles on the wrist, the slim black shirt, the brown leather vest, the silver chain, the collarbone, the thin lips that seem to be smiling... and finally the pair of eyes that are as beautiful as stars, which light up the night with golden colors!

Even if it was just a cappella singing with a bland touch, the emotions of the audience on stage could be ignited, and they would stand up and cheer for him crazily.

At this moment, the music stopped abruptly.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

"呲嚓——"

The drummer performed a very difficult and fast solo. The five silver rings on his left ear swayed faster and faster, and the rhythm became stronger and stronger. The audience was completely infected and bewitched, and completely forgot about the intimidation that the man on the stage usually gave them.

They seemed to be at a huge concert, surrounded by thousands of applause and fluorescent lights. Above them was a powerful alliance built with infinite crowns. They were madmen among geniuses, and the ultimate among madmen!

Their foreheads were soaked with sweat, and strands of sweat stuck to their faces uncomfortably, but they didn't even have the mind to wipe them off. Their minds were filled with the chaotic and devilish music!

A song fell.

Song Xulin had a wicked smile on his face as he brought the microphone closer. His clear and lazy voice was a little hoarse and breathless, making people's ears turn even redder.

"ONE", original band, presented by Crazy Ghost."