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At the same second as Bai Chun sang, Wen Yaofeng lightly landed and danced, his deep black burqa spreading its wings like a night crow.

The ancient pendulum swayed back and forth, and they walked from the center to the distance. The regular triangle with the midpoint looks like a mysterious symbol in witchcraft.

The barrage on the live broadcast platform followed wildly.

[It's the debut song "Time Festival"! ! !The soul of the group is on fire again ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ! ! ]

[Bai Chunchun, it's too foul for you to sit on the pendulum and sing! ]

[Kurihara put on peach blossom makeup today, he started to flirt, he started to flirt again! ! ]

[ECHO! ! ! ! ECHO! ! ! ! ! ]

There are 30 songs in the new album, plus more than [-] single-line EPs in the old album, and there is not much time to rest after singing and dancing.

Taking advantage of Rong Zishe's solo solo, Wen Yaofeng and Bai Chun went backstage to change into another outfit.

One suit is black and the other is white, and the tie is the corresponding reverse color. The tailoring is fine and slim.

It's made from the finest Italian linen and has matching platinum cufflinks that shine even in the dark.

The two stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror, like businessmen who were going to negotiate business together.

A sense of coldness and alienation, without any deliberate flattery.

Wen Yaofeng held the collar tightly, with a bright smile in his eyes: "Is it a good match?"

Bai Chun glanced at him and fixed the headsets of the two of them.

"gone."

After Rong Zishe sang a song on the stage, when he bowed, all the girlfriend fans screamed wildly, the lights flickered on and off, and then flickered and then went off again, and the vision suddenly became an elusive silhouette illusion.

The low-pitched saxophone sounded, the intermittent light finally stabilized, and the monologue-like rainbow light fell from a high place. Wen Yaofeng put Bai Chun's shoulders, smiling undiminished.

The bullet screen went crazy.

[Fuck fuck fuck fuck is pas de deux! ! !Rounding out this is the lip biting wedding scene! ! ! ]

[It's completely official to kill the fans, why I'm not at the concert, I want to sprinkle them with wedding candy (╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻]

[too close! !You two stand too close here! !Mom doesn't allow it! ! ! ]

Wen Yaofeng stared into his eyes, and when he raised his hand, his fingertips brushed over the tie inch by inch, and then suddenly pulled away.

Bai Chun raised his hand and dodged, and the two of them danced in the wind like black and white swifts at the same time.

"It goes without saying whether he is frivolous or not,"

"Smiling or downcasting with indifference and enthusiasm,"

"I am willing to bind myself into the battle."

They have danced this dance countless times in the practice room, and every time it seems to be stuck on the edge of two-way temptation, a tease that can't be stopped in front of a crowd.

But at this moment, they are watching each other in the center of the stage where tens of thousands of people are watching.

Steps staggered, palms together.

Then turned his back and left, looking back at the same time.

The chaotic sound of the piano fluctuates like wind and waves, and the contours of the flashes and flickers are written in slow motion. Everything is like a grand illusion.

"Knees for fishtails, voices for froth,"

"Just because I'm fascinated by the wind that blows when he passes me."

He gripped his tie tightly, forcing him to step closer to him.

Suddenly letting go, the two just fell and missed.

Breathing steps all become a two-way echo code, and the air is filled with the spirit of pleasure and indulgence like strong wine.

Bai Chun closed his eyes and half-kneeled, Wen Yaofeng straightly untied the tie around his neck, and was grabbed the moment he pulled it out, lifting and pulling like a behind-the-scenes scene.

"It's the spectators who don't understand,"

"It's useless not knowing how to escape."

Wen Yaofeng stretched out his hand, and the deep black tie fluttered like a banner in the night wind. They touched each other's fingertips in the spark of calcium carbide, as if they were suddenly burned.

He suddenly felt emotions that were absolutely not his own.

Complex, bitter and obsessive, like the self-deprecation of an alcoholic.

Could it be an illusion.

Wen Yaofeng's pupils narrowed slightly, and when he was surprised, he sang the last few lines smoothly.

"A scar of thorns is also a kiss on the throat,"

"Manipulate everyone with their minds."

His tie was undone and ripped open, leaving the neckline slightly open.

One black and one white are strangling and entangled with each other, the drums in the music are more urgent, the dance steps are still calm and undisturbed, and the synchronization rate is astonishingly high.

"What if,"

"I am also the rope that binds him."

The concert was broadcast live, and the time difference did not exceed 5 minutes. The server and the four distribution lines all went down.

Hi the first wave of music fans.

[New song! !Sure enough, there will be a new song to celebrate! ! ! ]

[At this time, the song is a mix of tango and blues jazz. ]

[Fuck, the two of them sang, Yuan Yuanyuan also helped record the harmony, the four vocal lines are too well matched, woohoo, listen carefully, I'm fine, I'm fine again! ]

The second wave of Tuanzong fans followed suit.

[Isn't this the little prince and the prince, are they really singing and dancing on the mic! ]

[The two of them were dancing on the street in Jin Zhenyu's episode last time, I couldn't get enough of it! ! ]

[Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ! ]

[Double open windows tonight to watch variety shows and listen to songs at 1111111]

CP fans are gone.

CP fans have witnessed the whole process, and the nerves of sugar addicts have been burnt out of caramel.

It’s okay to dance the pas de deux in public at the concert.

Do a tie dance and bring the other person into your arms, hug and raise your waist, and then you can untie the other person's collar.

He actually used this to sing a new song! ! !Bai Chun wrote the new song! !Hear what the lyrics are saying! !

Do you dare to be more obvious! ! !

[I officially announce that "Self-Binding" is the top 2020 coming out song in 1, and it's over when lovers get married (present flowers]

[Bai Chun! !Are you deliberately teasing him by writing this kind of lyrics for your old Gong! !You did it on purpose! ! ! ]

[Wen Gouzi looks sexy as soon as he calms down, I really like his sultry and controlling ALPHA! !I watched the two of them dance and my blood boiled (wiping nosebleed]

[Tonight I will turn into a sky-swapping monkey, rush out of the earth's surface and roam the Milky Way, shouting and biting my lip is true! ! !Bite your lips for 1 years! ! ! ! ]

The most popular search that night was almost booked out by ECHO, and other stars didn't get much popularity even if they reserved their seats.

#The moment of lore falls from the building#

#闻光风太刀舞#

#闻光风白纳Double Tie Dance#

#《Self-bound》#

Tonight is not only the first ECHO concert, but also the broadcast time of the second half of "Foxtail".

"The Moment of Killing" just adjusted the broadcast time due to the transfer of the station, so that ECHO can push the boat smoothly and double happiness.

The battle between the demon foxes in the play ended, Bai Chun followed Wen Yaofeng and fell from a high altitude, and the off-screen concert just came to an end, entering the encore session of taking turns.

The little sisters who were chasing variety shows wiped their tears and hadn't finished being moved. On all pages, they saw Kurihara singing on stage, and the two on the side of the stage leaned against the piano and drank water together with a smile.

They lived and died together in one time and space, and watched side by side in another time and space.

The lip biting party said that there are too many materials tonight. Although everyone howled all day long, there was not enough, and they did not expect that there would be a day when they would be stunned by the sugar warehouse.

[Previously the industry said that the two of them were completely commercial CPs and they would leave after being fired. Today I want to press the necks of these people and ask if they are true, are they true? ! !Will your family's commercial marketing be desperate for the other party? ! ! ]

[What day is tonight? Is it the first anniversary of the couple’s secret marriage? I’m going to show you a TAT with tears in the Pacific]

[You have the ability to fall in love, you have the ability to make it public! !Marriage Proposal GKD! !Arrange the sea of ​​roses, young master Wen! ! ]

[When the lore was broadcast until they both jumped off the building, I spit out a gulp of soda, I've been indifferent and low-key for so many years, and I have never done this for anyone! ! ]

The last encore show, they played and sang specially prepared together.

Tonight is a hot and humid midsummer, and everyone is feeling endless sweaty smiles.

At the moment of farewell, something gradually became clear in the mist.

In the crystal-clear snow globe, hexagram snowflakes and dark gold stars floated in the tiny air currents and soared into the sky.

Bai Chun sat on the occasion of the flying snow and shooting stars, playing the black and white keys and singing again.

His voice is still clear and clear, and it hasn't changed after years of being misunderstood and humiliated.

Many people stood up, waved their support sticks high and sang loudly. They were moved to tears by his singing, and enjoyed the moment with him surrounded by the sound of the piano.

Wen Yaofeng stood not far away, quietly looking at Bai Chun who was standing in the summer snow.

The person he likes has always been so cold and calm, and will not be disturbed by any complicated and trivial matters.

Back then, they shouldn't have cared about anyone's voice, they should have kept their heads up and walked on without hesitation.

Sensing his gaze, Bai Chun also looked at Wen Yaofeng while singing, and blinked with a smile.

When Wen Yaofeng was watched, he only felt the electric current running through his back. At this second, he was touched and connected by something, as if his heart was suddenly connected to a signal.

Not an illusion, really not an illusion.

He had this feeling when he was dancing pas de deux close to Bai Chun just now.

It's as if you can perceive the other person's feelings from a distance, or what your nerves can touch.

He froze for a moment, turned his head away pretending not to care, and continued to wave to the people in the audience.

The concert will be held in the capital for two nights first, and then will go on tour in six cities.

The day before leaving the imperial capital, Lao Kai dragged him to have a drink without saying anything.

"I've never seen you so enthusiastic." Wen Yaofeng closed the door of the box, and said casually, "Why, your little niece in Imagawa can't buy concert tickets anymore?"

"Of course not." Lao Kai took out a stack of documents from his bag, his expression much more serious: "My buddy is looking for you today to talk about business."

Wen Yaofeng thought of the last physical examination and realized that something was wrong.

"What did you find out?" He leaned forward, frowned and said, "Bai Chun is sick, and the test result is not right?"

Lao Kai said meaningfully: "You care about him very much."

Wen Yaofeng said grandly: "I am the captain, and I don't care if he is dereliction of duty."

"Really." Lao Kai pushed the document in front of him, and said slowly, "You can read it yourself."

Wen Yaofeng took the document, bowed his head and read it aloud.

"...Augenstern syndrome?"