The pure A boy group got mixed up with an Omega

Priize sighed helplessly, if he couldn't beat these few, he would have done it long ago.

In the time that followed, Pu Ruize lived up to expectations and lost in a mess, and the remaining two won and lost, so they had a good time.

Before he could fully enjoy himself, he heard a knock on the door. Ke Haoyan stood up and went to open the door.

"Brother Yu, why are you here?"

Yang Yu glanced at him speechlessly, "What else can I do? My little ancestors, it's four o'clock, and it's time to set off for styling."

Hearing this, several people put away the playing cards, put on masks and hats one by one, arrived at the scene, greeted the seniors, and returned to their lounge.

The stylist arrived early, and the five people were divided into two groups. Ke Haoyan and Si Jiamu went to do the styling first, and the remaining three got together to play a small game.

Today's stage concept is quite cool, and the makeup uses a very bold smoky makeup. While Ke Haoyan was being put on makeup, he still didn't forget to sneak a look at Si Jiamu's situation.

Si Jiamu's eyes are very beautiful, the corners of the eyes are wide open, the end of the eyes droops very naturally, and finally converges. It is a very standard peach blossom eye. His eye makeup is usually very light, but this time the smoky makeup is well controlled .

"Jiamu." Ke Haoyan called him in a low voice, saw his eyelids move in the mirror, knew he heard it, and continued: "I just saw the ear clips that the stylist sister prepared for you, they are in the shape of a cross, very nice."

Si Jiamu nodded slightly, but it could be seen vaguely.

In fact, he doesn't like these fancy things, and wearing sunglasses on weekdays feels redundant, but for the sake of the stage effect, he didn't say anything.

Both of them have very good foundations, and it took very little time to put on makeup. After finishing, the stylist gave them clothes and small accessories and asked them to change their clothes.

There is a small cubicle in the lounge for them to change clothes.

only one.

Si Jiamu went in, left the door open, and took off his coats. The door was still open, and Ke Haoyan stood there awkwardly outside, holding his clothes, wondering what he was thinking.

"What are you doing in a daze? Come in quickly!"

Ke Haoyan glanced at Si Jiamu, his hands were grabbing the edge of his clothes, and he was still in the untipped position, revealing a small piece of skin.

Very white, even white enough to reflect light.

Ke Haoyan turned his eyes away, "You should change it first, I'll come back later..."

Before he finished speaking, he was kicked in by Yang Yu, "Why did you suddenly get nervous? Time is so tight, so many people are waiting for you?"

Ke Haoyan was unprepared, completely lost focus, and rushed straight to Si Jiamu's direction, and the two hugged each other.

The door was also behind the two of them, and it was kicked shut by Yang Yu.

Si Jiamu helped him up, with a slight smile in his voice, "I'll make you moan! You must have been scolded by Brother Yu."

Ke Haoyan didn't speak, and silently carried his clothes to a small corner of the room, and changed them.

He tried his best to control himself, but still couldn't hold back, and glanced in Si Jiamu's direction.

He has changed his trousers and is putting on his coat.

The two lived in the same room, and Ke Haoyan often saw him topless.

Broad shoulders and thin waist, perfect inverted triangle frame, and well-defined abdominal muscles will pull out a good-looking direction with the movement.

But now, something seems to have changed.

The skin is fairer than before, even showing a faint pink layer, and the muscle lines are not so obvious.

Ke Haoyan suddenly remembered that Si Jiamu had differentiated into Omega. Although he was using pheromone inhibitors, the hormones in his body were not suppressed, and it still worked.

"Haoyan." Being called suddenly, Ke Haoyan looked away in a panic, and responded with a guilty conscience.

"Come here."

Ke Haoyan walked over, and Si Jiamu had already changed his clothes, typical rock and roll clothes.The upper body is a black leather jacket with rivets, and the lower body is black jeans. The stylist matched some trouser chains with Martin boots, which is simple and individual.

"Help me with an ear clip." Si Jiamu stretched out his hand, with two delicate ear clips lying on his palm, "There is no mirror here, I can't see it."

Ke Haoyan took it and slowly leaned over.

Si Jiamu should have tried many times before, and his earlobes were already red.

Ke Haoyan stretched out his hand, gently pinched Si Jiamu's earlobe, opened the ear clip, and gently clamped it to his earlobe.

"Is it tight? Do you need me to adjust it?"

Si Jiamu reached out and touched it, frowning slightly, but it took only a moment for him to regain his composure, "It's okay, just wear it on stage, for a few minutes."

"Then it's still tight?" Ke Haoyan heard his implication, regardless of Si Jiamu's stop, he had to help him adjust.

In the end, Si Jiamu sighed helplessly, "Okay, it's really better this time."

He almost couldn't feel the existence of the ear clips, and he had to dance on stage after a while, with such high intensity, he probably lost the ear clips after just a few random jumps.

Ke Haoyan didn't care that much, he just didn't want to make Si Jiamu feel bad.

After all the tossing was over, the two of them went out, and the stylist made a final inspection and was very satisfied.

All of them have good figure and long legs, and they can't go wrong with any clothes.

The other three people also finished their styling. It was about 06:30, half an hour before they went on stage. The field manager and assistants all ran over to check the performance equipment. After a series of inspections, they finally went on stage.

The moment a few people appeared under the spotlight, the whole venue was instantly lit up. Many golden lights suddenly appeared in the auditorium where there were only dots of lights before, and the cheers and screams below were transformed into real sound waves.

"HIT! HIT!"

"Luo Siyuan, Qi Yuxing, Si Jiamu, Pu Ruize, Ke Haoyan! I love you all!"

"Whoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow

On the stage, Qi Yuxing waited quietly, the cheers gradually died down, and he finally said, "Hi everyone, we are—"

Having said that, the other four shouted together with the fans below: "HIT!"

"Today I will bring you "DIDADREAM" and a surprise stage. Please look forward to it."

After speaking, Qi Yuxing gave a signal, the music sounded, and the fans below fell into carnival again.

"DIDADREAM" is the title of the album, several people are already very familiar with it, and fans have watched it many times, but they always give them the best support every time.

At the end of the performance, when it came to "I", as soon as the prelude came out, the screaming below was much quieter.

Seeing that HIT formed a formation and several people started to dance, there was a more frenzied wave in the auditorium.

The three days of desperate practice still paid off. The stage performance this time can be called epic, especially Ke Haoyan's rap, which completely blew up the stage from the moment they came out. When they stepped off the stage, the fans below were still immersed in it. In the atmosphere of the song, screams came and went.

Yang Yu went to the backstage to pick them up, and took out his phone to refresh the real-time trending searches.

Sure enough, as expected, after 3 minutes, HIT's name appeared on the hot search list, and the ranking would rise every time it was refreshed.

What followed was Ke Haoyan's rap adaptation.

He smiled very satisfied, and took them to the lounge, "Hurry up and change your clothes, I will take you to eat delicious food."

Qi Yuxing agreed, Luo Siyuan took Yang Yu's hand and acted like a baby while expressing his thanks, Pu Ruize was very oblivious and changed his clothes on the spot.

Si Jiamu's complexion was a little uncomfortable, he forced a smile, and went into the changing room.

Although the trouser chains hanging on the trousers are pretty, they seem a bit redundant when dancing. He kept swinging them back and forth with the movements.

He didn't feel it when he was on the stage, but immediately felt a hot burning sensation on the back of his hands and arms. He gently rolled up his sleeves, and saw a thin bloodstain drawn on his fair skin, surrounding it. All lightly reddish.

Also on the back of the hand.

He took off the chain, threw it aside, sighed softly, was about to change clothes, but the door of the room was opened, Ke Haoyan poked his head in, noticed the marks on his body at a glance, walked in immediately, grabbed his hand , twisted the word "Chuan" between his brows, "What's going on? Didn't you feel fine before going on stage?"

"It's okay." Si Jiamu withdrew his hand, saw that he had changed, and said softly, "Didn't you change it? Let's go out first."

"I don't!" Ke Haoyan just grabbed his hand like a child, "What's going on? Could it be..."

Before he finished speaking, Si Jiamu said, "I was whipped by the trouser chain, it's okay, just go back and get some medicine."

Hearing this, Ke Haoyan nodded, feeling sorry for Si Jiamu, "It took a long time for your wrist to heal, and now it's on the back of your hand and your arm, and your hands are too many disasters."

"My wrist, isn't it thanks to you?"

Speaking of this, Ke Haoyan lowered his head, with deep apology in his heart, "I'm sorry, I was..."

"Okay, don't talk about it." Si Jiamu said casually at first, and he didn't mean to blame him again, "I want to change clothes. You are dressed neatly. It feels a bit strange for me to take it off. Get out quickly. Bar."

Ke Haoyan thought about what he said, his face and ears turned red, and he put his hands on the doorknob. He turned around suddenly and asked nervously, "Do those wounds hurt?"

The corners of Si Jiamu's lips rose slowly, forming an extremely slight arc.He shook his head lightly, Ke Haoyan was dubious, but he had no choice but to go out for now.

Si Jiamu quickly changed his clothes, and when he came out, Yang Yu reached out to pull his arm, wanting to say a few words to him, but before he could, Ke Haoyan slapped him down quickly.

"Hao Yan, what are you doing?" Yang Yu was displeased and gave him a glare.

Ke Haoyan grabbed Si Jiamu's shoulders and put Yang Yu aside, "Jiamu, look at this..."

He found Si Jiamu's pen-hold shot on the stage just now in [Si Jiamu's] chat, and showed it to him.