Filling airborne [entertainment]

The last note ended, and the audience shouted vigorously.

The effect of the light curtain did not disappear with the end of the song. The members raised their heads to look at the Kongming Lantern slowly flying into the sky in mid-air, and then bowed deeply towards the audience.

"NebulaX keep going forward!!!"

"As long as there is a place for me in the audience, I will definitely come to see you!!"

"Fly to the sky with my dream, don't be a shooting star, but be a unique moon!"

There was more than one fan who burst into tears. Many of them wiped their eyes vigorously and shouted in muffled cries. Emotions are contagious. Only some of the fans who couldn't hold back the soreness in their eyes gradually evolved into a chain reaction of sobbing.

Myrtle cried fiercely. She rummaged through her custom-made starry sky blue shell bag, trying to find a pack of tissues. Tears blurred her vision, causing eyeliner and powder to be scattered all over the floor. , the emotional Myrtle was not in the mood to pick it up for the time being, and finally touched the tissue, pulled out a piece of paper fiercely, first pressed tears indiscriminately, and then rubbed her nose vigorously.

Zhou Ji, who is not a fan, cannot empathize.

The eyeliner rolled to his feet, he looked down, turned his head to remind Myrtle that she had lost something, and saw that the neighbor who had made him so loud was crying miserably and rubbing his nose with a tissue.The eye makeup, which was so exaggerated that you can’t tell what it looks like, is in a mess. The black eyeliner washed away by tears flows out two exaggerated "wide-faced tears" like comics, and it has just been wiped with a tissue. It looks like a non-chief. Zhou Ji was stunned to see the ghostly symbols painted by the ceremony.

He was silent for a while, gave up the plan to communicate with the other party, bent down to pick up the eyeliner rolled to his feet, and picked up the scattered cosmetics by the way.

Holding a bunch of messy things in both hands, Zhou Ji raised his knee and touched Myrtle's shell bag: "Hello."

Myrtle turned her head when she heard the sound, her nose was red like a Christmas deer.

So Zhou Ji twitched the corners of his mouth shortly, quickly restrained himself, and said bluntly: "The bag, open it."

He spoke in a very righteous imperative sentence, which is very similar to Zhou Yubai in this respect. Myrtle was in a trance for a moment, and she hallucinated the captain, and subconsciously opened the shell bag honestly.

Zhou Ji didn't care what to do with care, and threw everything in his hand in a daze, then clapped his hands, and frowned to see the powder on his sleeves.

...Forget it, it doesn't matter.

Zhou Ji leaned back on his seat, turned his eyes back to the stage twice, and couldn't help but look back at Myrtle again.

It was rare for Zhou Ji to show kindness, and finally reminded him.

Zhou Ji: "You look terrible now. It's best to use something, special water, to wipe it clean."

Myrtle took another piece of paper and wiped her eyes, a little tired from crying, and her mind was clouded.

She vaguely understood that Zhou Ji meant that her makeup was terrible, and the "special water" should refer to "makeup remover".

As expected of an ass high school student who doesn't know anything.

Myrtle retorts: "Nonsense, my makeup is all... burp, waterproof."

Zhou Ji raised his eyebrows.

He lazily folded his arms and sneered in a low voice: "Oh. Then you were deceived by false advertisements. Or the makeup brand underestimated your tear point."

Myrtle caught the point and unconsciously went astray: "What do you mean by underestimating tears?"

Zhou Ji answered her casually: "For example. The weather forecast is cloudy with light rain in a small area. You don't need to bring an umbrella when you go out, and it rains heavily in the city."

Myrtle: "..."

The giant panda on the mountain wanted to tell you, don't be too cruel Zhou Ji.

Zhou Ji seemed too lazy to continue talking nonsense with her. He lowered his head and glanced, seeing the reflection, he took out a portable mirror from the opened shell bag and threw it to her: "If you don't believe me, just look at it yourself."

Myrtle dubiously picked up the mirror.

Three seconds later, Myrtle trembled and almost threw the mirror.

Fuck, the ghost inside is actually me.

...Damn, sloppy.

Lightning Avoid All Makeup Brands You Use Today! !

Myrtle quickly flipped the mirror upside down and threw it back into her bag, unable to bear to look at it again.

She finally recovered from the huge move and realized how embarrassing she was just now.

Immersive star chasing hurts me (.

Myrtle pretended to be calm and recovered, and calmly took out the makeup remover cotton that she carried with her, replaced it with the "special water" that Zhou Ji said, and began to quickly remove her makeup.

She closed her eyes and wiped off her eye makeup. When she opened her eyes, she could feel that Zhou Ji was looking at her, and she ignored it as if she didn't notice——

Shame, really shame.

She removed her make-up very quickly, and soon came to an end.

Careless, to show such a big ugliness in front of Zhou Yubai's younger brother, it really is joy that begets sorrow.

On the surface, Myrtle is calm and breezy, but she is very sad and stirring in her heart.

Fortunately, Zhou Bai's younger brother didn't have any contact with her, so it's okay for only the two of them to know about today's embarrassment.

Myrtle breathed a sigh of relief after taking off the makeup, and spent 15 seconds hesitating whether to put on makeup again, but she still fell down after thinking about it. At the end of the concert, she must burst into tears again, there is no need to waste such a time.As for the cosmetics - lightning protection, all lightning protection.

Seeing that she finally finished and stopped, showing her real appearance, Zhou Ji said again: "Hello."

Myrtle covered up her embarrassment with indifference: "I have a name."

Zhou Ji nodded indifferently: "Oh, what's your name?"

Myrtle eats.She thought to herself that she would see her like this once in her life, and Zhou Ji just asked casually, not her real name at all, so she replied, "Myrtle."

Zhou Ji: "...Your surname is Tao? It's quite rare."

Myrtle smirked perfunctorily, and blurted out: "Yeah, you can call me 'mother'."

Zhou Ji: "..."

Myrtle: "..."

The air was suddenly silent.

Zhou Ji's brows twitched violently, and suddenly realized that the name sounded familiar.

A ghost in the Harry Potter series who hides in the women's bathroom and cries all day.

Zhou Ji: "Looking at your appearance just now, this name is quite appropriate."

Myrtle couldn't help but explained: "...This is an abbreviation, not the full name, thank you."

Save my life, I can't cry once a year, I cried with real feelings at the concert, who the hell knew that brother Zhou Bai happened to see it.In reality, whoever has the ability to make her Myrtle cry, probably hasn't been born in this life. :)

Zhou Ji played with his mobile phone with Erlang's legs crossed, and responded casually: "There is also a full name, let me tell you."

Myrtle was still melancholy, and she slipped the vest out of the way: "The Internet is escaping gold."

Zhou Ji stopped talking.

The other party suddenly stopped responding, and Myrtle subconsciously turned her head to take a look. The overly young handsome guy sitting next to her ignored her, lowered her head and pressed the phone quickly, probably to reply someone's message.The light from the mobile phone screen hits the face, and the brows are full of ruffianism. A glance can bring the watcher back to youth, and the heart is beating.

When Zhou Ji didn't speak, Myrtle didn't know what to say, and the conversation stopped abruptly.

It was the first time we saw each other, so it was normal to have nothing to say.Zhou Ji's appearance is too eye-catching, and his relaxed aura is very special wherever he goes. If he wants to get close to someone, probably no one can refuse him.But if he doesn't take the initiative to talk to others, the overly handsome face will create a huge sense of distance, and the aura with too obvious sense of presence will inherently repel others from approaching.

Just like now, when Zhou Ji chatted with her, the atmosphere was very relaxed and natural, and it was easy to give people the illusion of familiarity and intimacy, but when he leaned back on the seat and did not speak, it was obviously very close, but no one dared to initiate a conversation with him.

On the stage, the members had already gone down to change their costumes, and Myrtle looked at the empty stage, desperately hoping that Bai Bei could return to the stage to save her from the fire.

Otherwise, it would be too embarrassing, and Myrtle wanted to find a place to carry the train overnight and escape.

When Myrtle muttered silently, Zhou Jijuan's voice sounded with a little smile.

Zhou Ji dragged his voice in an unclear manner: "Ah, I found it."

Myrtle: "?"

Zhou Ji rested his elbows on the armrest relaxedly, supported his temples and smiled lightly: "I'm sorry, it turned out to be a female star."

Myrtle: "...?"

Myrtle: "!!"

She turned her head in shock: "Damn, are you searching for me?"

Zhou Ji thought for a moment and asked, "No?"

Myrtle: "..."

Fuck, what does this person do and say so confidently.

She took a deep breath and turned around, not intending to continue to argue with Zhou Ji, she always felt that the direction of the whole topic was not dominated by her, and it was all in the hands of a stinky younger brother who did things as he wanted and was unpredictable.

The alarm in Myrtle's mind blared wildly. It was real danger.

Fart kids high school students are far away from adults, no matter how handsome or tall and dissatisfied they are still fart kids.

Myrtle stared fiercely at the stage, she never looked back and ignored Zhou Ji.

While waiting for the stage, Zhou Ji lazily lowered his head and swiped his phone, browsing Myrtle's Weibo with great interest as if he had discovered a new world, and learned about the so-called big fan for the first time.He swiped down the comments and couldn't help raising his eyebrows and asked, "Myrtle, what is defeat?"

Myrtle, who made up her mind not to pay any attention to Zhou Ji's word: "..."

Damn, don't be too curious, kill her! ! !

In order to protect the "defeat", Myrtle seriously considered the loss of her vest for a moment, and then realized that it was useless to close the Weibo account, and the situation was over.

Myrtle was forced to turn her head, stared at Zhou Ji in a daze, and had a brain storm in her head.

How to do.

How to do?