Superstar Lover Terminator

There was a lot of voices, and the people around were swinging their skinny or fat bodies to their heart's content with the music, and the ears were filled with the howls of people with various accents. It seemed that the eardrums would be shattered in the next second, and the atmosphere of the scene would be fired. After a few sessions, the heat didn’t drop at all, and Joan, who changed into another outfit on the stage, started a new round of singing. The friends beside him swayed his body less than 100 catties like crazy, which made people always feel happy. It was because she was worried that she would break her slender waist.

This is the first show of the international singer Joan’s world tour. It’s the first time for Yue Muxing to watch the concert. My friend Wen Yamei said that she asked me to help her take some photos of idols. In fact, she was afraid of being alone in the dormitory I was so bored, I just happened to meet her idol's concert, she bought the ticket from someone else and pulled herself in, Yue Muxing raised the camera in his hand and pointed it at Joan Kaka who was sweating hard on the stage a few.

Yue Muxing felt that he had been surrounded by such a noisy environment for a long time, he grabbed his friend Wenya who was swaying left and right, and asked, "How long will it be over?"

"What did you say?" Yue Muxing's words were immediately submerged in the sound of the music, and he continued to speak at the top of his voice with elegant movements.

Yue Muxing took a deep breath and shouted: "I said! How long will it be over? I want to go back!"

The people around stopped their restless beating all of a sudden, and turned their gazes to this side. Only then did Yue Muxing realize that the music had stopped at some point. You could see that Joan, who had finished the song, was about to step off the stage and change clothes. The passing eyes seem to be looking at him, it is an illusion.

"Why are you in a hurry! Take pictures!" Wen Ya patted Yue Muxing on the shoulder, but after a moment of embarrassment, everyone returned to the enthusiasm just now.

Yue Muxing was helpless.

Joan, who got off the stage to change clothes, was unhappy. It was the first time he met someone in the VIP position, and he wanted to leave his concert as if he didn’t want to hear it. The halftime was over, and he seemed to be ignited by the hot atmosphere of the scene. What the man said was like pouring a basin of ice water over her head to the bottom, and the flames were all extinguished. She wanted to see who this daring person was.

The next song was more lyrical, and there was no need to jump up and down. That person seemed to be at the front row of the stage, and he would go to the front row to have a look later, making up his mind to take the microphone and return to the stage.Before the music started, Joan simply said a few words of thanks to the fans.

The music sounded, and Joan moved forward step by step with graceful steps following the rhythm of the music. Her transparent and slightly deep voice surrounded the entire concert scene, and the fans in the audience waved the large fluorescent sticks in their hands in coordination.

That's it, Joan walked to the place near the front of the stage, and she saw that the place where the fluorescent stick should have been was suddenly bald, and she was very sure that it was the rude person just now!In the middle part of the song, Joan put away the microphone and took a few steps forward. Finally, he could see the man, with short hair and slanted bangs. The lighting in the auditorium was too dim to see what his face looked like. The voice can be determined to be a woman.

The excited screams of the surrounding people were all collected in their ears, "Ahhhhh!!!"

"Mu Xing! Mu Xing! Snap, snap!" Wen Ya shouted sharply as if pinching her throat.

Yue Muxing raised his head, when did he get so close to him?Looking at Joan, who was diagonally above him, it was no wonder that the crowd became excited all of a sudden. Fortunately, he was wearing pants.

Picking up the camera, he took a few close-up photos of Wenya, and only the crotch and the chest that completely blocked the face were taken in a few shots. Such photos are too unsightly, and Yue Muxing shook his head in dissatisfaction. It seems that it is not enough to be elegant.Unexpectedly, Joan, who was standing and singing well, suddenly squatted down, and extended the microphone to the fans who had been boiling for a long time. Yue Muxing thought it was God's will, this time it was not in vain, and quickly raised the camera , looked at Joan in the camera frame and nodded with satisfaction.This person is really beautiful, Yue Muxing looked at the picture of Joan looking at his lens in the camera and thought.

And Joan, who had already stood up, suddenly gave everyone a wicked smile on the stage, and that person didn't look like he was about to leave.Everyone in the audience was hooked because of this smile.

I wanted to take a closer look at that person's appearance, but unexpectedly saw that person taking pictures of me, and after seeing that person took a few pictures, I shook my head unhappily. Maybe the angle was not good, so I squatted down on purpose It seems that interacting with fans is actually giving Yue Muxing a better angle to take pictures of himself.Sure enough, the man saw himself squatting down and immediately raised the camera, but when he looked at her, his face was blocked by the camera, and he still couldn't see what he looked like.

A song was about to end again, and Joan returned to the center of the stage reluctantly.

Sitting on the bus back to school, Yue Muxing showed Wenya the photos taken today.Today's head is going to be quarreled by these people, but Wenya looks in good spirits, excitedly flipping through the photos in the camera, her eyes are full of love.

"Muxing, your photos are so beautiful, go back and fix them for me, I want to post the most beautiful photos of idols on the Internet!" Wenya said, shaking Muxing's arm.

"understood."

Regardless of Wen Ya, Mu Xing plans to start editing the film after returning home. This is his best friend's favorite idol, not to mention that he is very satisfied with today's photo, especially the one looking at his camera.

The school dormitory is a room for two people. There are all kinds of equipment inside, and the private bathroom is not a problem. It is simply a small apartment. Except that there is no kitchen, but everyone can still bring their own cooking pots. After all, as long as there is electricity, you can Cook something to eat.

After returning to the dormitory, Yue Muxing collapsed on the chair and said to Wenya weakly, "You go take a shower first."

"Okay." After washing up early, go to bed and check the idol's Facebook, there must be an update, and it must be hot.

After resting for a few minutes, Yue Muxing took out the memory card from the camera and inserted it into the computer to start editing. There are quite a lot of photos, but there are not many to look at. He selected a few satisfactory ones. Of course, the photo was edited most seriously.

When Wen Ya got out of the shower, she saw a few photos that had been repaired and put them on the desktop of the computer. She sat down and started posting on Facebook, regardless of whether her hair was still dry.

I went to see the idol's concert today, and finally saw the real person, so beautiful!The most beautiful picture is attached below.

Not long after, there was news on Facebook.

Wow, this one is really beautiful!Did you shoot the VIP in front?

Captured the perfect moment!

What a nice view!I'm going to faint!

……

All of a sudden, Wenya's Facebook page exploded, and a steady stream of news reminded that even the reminder sound could be made into a song.However, Wenya didn't recover anyone, she just simply browsed the fans' compliments on idols, as a fanatic fan, this is the most favorite thing to see.

Joan also just rushed home from the concert, thinking that she didn't see the man's appearance, she went to take a bath with some regrets, and it was already the second day when she was lying on the bed, and the time passed in the busy so fast.

Open Facebook to post a message about the successful holding of the concert, directly ignoring the thousands of confessions that appear every day, and refreshing the news casually.Seeing a photo of myself, there have been more than 233 comments below. The owner of this message is a person whose ID is wenya[-].This photo...wasn't it taken by that person today?It was uploaded to the Internet so quickly, and the photo is pretty good. It’s not in vain to squat down and have a concave shape, and the repair is not bad, but this photo feels very familiar, as if I’ve seen it somewhere.

After thinking about it, he fell asleep tiredly, and the screen of the mobile phone fell into darkness after a while.