This year, there are a total of four concerts, with two already held and the other two scheduled for December 30th and 31st at the Dongjun Red Hall.
CORONA’s popularity has skyrocketed this year, and their album sales have reached an unprecedented level. The record they set on “MUSI Strongest Chart” for consecutive wins remains unbroken.
The concert tickets, totaling 150,000 people, sold out within a minute of going on sale. Even the hotels near the venue were fully booked early on, leaving the hotel owners bewildered and raising their prices at the last minute.
With their endorsements and advertisements efficiently handled, they have more time to design their concert performances.
Pei Ruye remembers the conversation he had with the queen of songs, Feng Yi, and brought out outstanding and safe props for Mei Shengyao and Chi Ji, arranging special programs for them.
He hired his old friend Qin Lu to tailor a set of performance costumes for the two boys, aiming for an elegant and agile look that wouldn’t interfere with their movements.
One person represents the white crane, while the other embodies the black crane. When their long swords cut through the air, a swirling mist is released, taking the artistic conception to its extreme.
Pei Ruye, who rarely gets serious, handed over the remaining four members to Wei Jie and had him lead their daily rehearsals.
On the first and second days, Huo Ren remained relatively calm, jumping when he needed to and sleeping when he could, without feeling much.
But by the third day, when he hadn’t seen his teacher, it felt as if tiny claws were scratching at his heart, a constant sense of something being amiss.
Among the six members of CORONA, Pei Ruye publicly dotes on the Captain the most.
On one hand, Huo Ren is the “line controller.”
While performing his own part, he also takes care of the positioning and formations of the other five teammates, providing timely guidance and adjustments. He is the guiding star that leads the entire team.
On the other hand, he is the only student Pei Ruye taught in URBAN.
Huo Ren and Mei Shengyao collaborated on most of the choreography for the second album, with Pei Ruye only providing guidance and confirming the overall framework. He constantly loosened his grip, allowing them to fully develop their abilities.
Because of this, Huo Ren used to spend a lot of time on the 16th floor, where Pei Ruye stayed the longest, and received the most guidance and teaching.
Now, suddenly being treated coldly, the Captain feels a bit restless.
After Wei Jie finished training them on the third day, Huo Ren grabbed two bottles of water and went to the adjacent room to check on his teammates.
Mei Shengyao and Chi Ji were already dressed in ethereal feather costumes, dancing with swords as if celestial beings had descended upon the stage. It was indescribably beautiful.
With their solid foundation and complex and intricate dance steps, they could only find a moment to wave at Huo Ren quietly, unable to stop and slack off.
Huo Ren sat in the corner for five minutes, feeling a long-lost sense of being unable to find his presence.
Pei Ruye had his back turned to him, holding a bamboo sword and speaking with an unchanged tone, but his gaze was focused on everyone else.
After watching his teacher’s back for a while, Huo Ren stood up and left with a hint of disappointment.
…It’s been several days since he last came to the adjacent room for lessons.
On the seventh day, Huo Ren wandered over again.
Pei Ruye was correcting Mei Shengyao’s bending posture when he heard footsteps and glanced at him.
“Captain, what’s up?” Pei Ruye’s tone was calm and polite, maintaining a certain distance.
“It’s nothing, Teacher. I just wanted to catch a glimpse of you.” Huo Ren thought for a moment but didn’t say it aloud.
Approaching twenty years old, he couldn’t be clingy. He had to be mature.
“The training next door is almost finished,” he said flatly. “If you have time, come and check it out.”
“Alright.” Pei Ruye continued to lead Mei Shengyao in correcting his movements. “Go back.”
Huo Ren murmured in agreement, turned around, and closed the door.
Just as the deep red door was about to close completely, it was suddenly blocked.
“Oh, right.” Pei Ruye leaned against the door frame and handed him a Grenade cookie-flavored protein bar.
“When I went on a business trip to England before, I brought you a box. If you like it, remember to get it from my office.”
Huo Ren instinctively took it and rubbed his head as he looked up.
“I’m not a child, why bring snacks…” he quietly complained. “You don’t have to do this in the future.”
Pei Ruye happened to take out a small pendant, and his movements paused for a moment.
It was a silver-edged, green-background four-leaf clover, symbolizing good luck.
“Seems like it.” He finally remembered something. “You’ve grown up; you don’t need this anymore.”
Pei Ruye always felt that Huo Ren was still the kid curled up and sleeping by the car, stubborn and strong-willed.
Over the past few years, accompanying and caring for him had quietly become a habit.
Huo Ren blinked and quickly accepted the gift.
“As long as it doesn’t happen again,” he shook the four-leaf clover in his hand. “When is your birthday, Teacher? I’ll remember to give you something in return.”
Pei Ruye squinted at him. “July 19th.”
That day happened to be the first concert.
Huo Ren tied the pendant next to his phone case in front of Pei Ruye, nodded deeply, and his eyes were filled with a smile.
When he returned to the practice room next door, the other three gathered together, focused on something on the tablet.
“Huo Huo is back!” Xie Lianyun tilted his head and waved. “Come and see this.”
In the video, a magician entered a square box on a steel frame platform. After the door was closed and locked, the box was spun a few times, and suddenly the magician appeared in the back of the audience, spreading his arms and interacting with the crowd.
Huo Ren immediately caught on. “Do you want to add this to the concert?”
“It will have a better effect.” Long Jia sketched a diagram on a piece of paper. “Both ‘Night Fire’ and ‘Nameless Moment’ are suitable songs. When we reach the chorus, we can send someone into the cage, and they will appear in the inner arena during the climax. At that moment, we can spotlight them along with the group dancers—”
It would be a blast that would electrify the entire venue.
“But what about feasibility?” Bo Jue frowned. “The venue is too large, and I’m worried about the transition.”
Huo Ren took the tablet, watched the video again twice, and confirmed the time difference between the magician entering the cage and reappearing. He had a rough idea in his mind.
“I think it’s doable.” He looked at his brothers. “But it will require a lot of physical stamina.”
The magic trick seemed incredible, as if the magician suddenly traversed a vast space and appeared in the audience seating from a sealed cage.
In reality, with careful observation, one could notice a movable door panel at the bottom of the box, and the seemingly transparent steel frame rotating platform utilized a mirror illusion.
The performer had actually jumped to the bottom of the stage the moment they entered the wooden box and then sprinted 100 meters to reach the entrance of the audience seating, providing everyone with a stunning entrance.
“Suppose we create a movable door panel at the edge of the stage and lock it during other performances, only opening it for this act.”
Huo Ren looked at the concert’s design drawings and took the pen from Long Jia’s hand, drawing downward. “From here, to the nearest entrance to the inner arena, it’s a total of 150 meters.”
“We can delay for about twenty seconds, and the performer needs to time it precisely and suddenly appear.”
Hardly any audience member would expect their idol to suddenly appear next to them, singing and waving while surrounded by the group dancers.
The effect would be quite stunning, but it would also pose a significant physical challenge.
“Should we give it a try?” He looked at the others.
“No harm in trying.” Long Jia replied without hesitation. “I’ll test the waters first.”
Among the six members of CORONA, Long Jia was the one who consistently maintained good physical fitness.
Next came Mei Shengyao, followed by Huo Ren and Chi Ji.
If this performance could proceed smoothly, they could take turns playing this role, bringing joy and surprise to countless people.
The six of them arranged a time and went to the gym, explaining their idea to the staff and inquiring about the feasibility of this creative concept.
“Wow, a teleportation magic trick?” The staff member pointed to a few exits in the inner arena. “Exits C and D are about 150 meters away, but they appear closer, so the performance effect might not be good.”
She turned around and pointed to the exits further away, showing them exits F and G. “These two exits are around 200 meters away, but visually they look like three to four hundred meters.”
Long Jia exchanged a glance with Huo Ren and Mei Shengyao, while Chi Ji quickly started a stopwatch. “Ready—run!”
The three youths dashed like lightning, their movements so fast that only afterimages remained.
Long Jia was the first to appear at the exit of the audience seating. “How many seconds?”
“Nineteen seconds!” Chi Ji shouted, “There’s still time!”
“When you appear, sync up with the lyrics,” Huo Ren caught up, panting. “The dancers should start walking out of the door, and you stand in their lineup while singing. That will buy us a few more seconds.”
“But there’s one thing, Jia-ge,” Mei Shengyao added, patting their backs in sequence. “We didn’t rest before sprinting over here. We’ve been singing and dancing for an hour straight, so our stamina might not be enough.”
Huo Ren and Long Jia fell silent for a few seconds before simultaneously responding without hesitation, “Then we’ll practice more.”
The matter quickly gained approval from Uncle Jiang, and the designers and safety personnel started working together to create secret doors and stage props. It was soon added to the schedule.
The six of them moved their practice sessions to the gym, running ten kilometers while singing.
“Your high notes, they’re not stable enough.” Teacher Zhong tapped the triangle twice. “Come on, follow the rhythm.”
Bo Jue’s face turned pale from running. “I’m suffocating.”
“But your everlasting summer won’t,” Xie Lianyun gasped for breath. “It won’t suffer losses—”
“You sang it wrong, it’s ‘won’t wither.'” Teacher Zhong frowned. “Focus, let’s redo this section.”
“Who decided to run ten kilometers and sing at the same time?!” Xie Lianyun exploded. “I’m going to die on this treadmill!”
“Don’t explode, calm down.” Long Jia patted his back. “This concert lasts for two and a half hours. You can’t just sit and sing the whole time.”
Huo Ren had maintained a skipping rope routine for several years, and he still felt great after running five kilometers.
Mei Shengyao happily sang and danced, not even breaking a sweat on his forehead.
By the time Bo Jue reached six kilometers, he couldn’t go on anymore. He pressed the stop button and collapsed, panting heavily.
“It’s…too…too hard…”
“You guys…you’re all monsters…”
Teacher Zhong continued tapping the triangle. “Keep singing from this point onward—”
-2-
When the stage was set up, Long Jia was the first to test the props, and everything was just right.
The five members sang as they locked him inside the Golden Fusion Cage, and at the same time, he jumped into the underground passage from the secret door. Twenty seconds later, he appeared at the entrance of Door F.
It perfectly synced up with the highest climax of the song, and his breathing control was stable.
“Not bad at all.” Uncle Jiang watched with joy. “When the lights come on, I bet a bunch of young girls will be mesmerized.”
Huo Ren followed suit, testing the secret door and hearing the music above his head as he sprinted with all his might, once again appearing alongside the group dancers through Door F.
As he ran through the empty audience seating, he could already imagine the screams that would fill the air at that moment.
The concert quickly entered its final preparation stage.
Pei Ruye also took Huo Ren early to confirm all the performance costumes and casually handed him a bright red tie.
“When you sing ‘Fangs,’ wear this one,” Pei Ru said, handing Huo Ren the tie.
Huo Ren took the tie and compared the style in front of the mirror.
Everyone wore all-black suits with shiny silver ties, but if he wore this particular one, he would stand out.
“Chi Ji and Mei Shengyao have their sword dance, Xie Lianyun will showcase his electric guitar, and Bo Jue has multiple performances,” Pei Ruye said, placing a chair in front of him. “As the team leader, you can’t be too modest or low-key.”
“Let’s add a solo section.”
Understanding, Huo Ren stepped aside from the mirror and handed the tie to Pei Ruye.
“When we have the second transition, you’ll sit on the only chair and lead them into the dance.”
Pei Ruye, dressed in a retro-style work jacket, sat on the chair and adjusted the tie. He signaled the assistant to start the accompaniment.
With two scattered snaps of the fingers, the man tilted his neck and raised his eyes, instantly changing his expression.
He resembled a carefree young master but also a refined and elegant beast.
As the violin melody rose and turned, he stood up, supporting himself with one hand on the back of the chair, and looked sideways into the mirror.
Fix, wave, accelerate, quick turn.
Suddenly, the chair and tie seemed to add more restrained sensuality to him, displaying his perfect physique fully between stillness and swaying.
The repeated prelude poses, with the man tilting his head and glancing at the mirror while holding the tie, his waist, hips, long legs, and chains moved in perfect harmony.
His gaze was languid and innocent, but his body movements were lightning-fast, creating a striking contrast that deepened the allure.
As the violin abruptly shifted in tone, he sat back in the chair, making a motion as if pulling a trigger with one hand.
The timing was perfect, colliding with the deep bass like the sound of a gunshot.
Huo Ren stood on the side, memorizing all the improvised moves of the solo section, pretending to nod in seriousness.
The tie had to be showcased three times.
Tighten, hold, release.
The chair had to be showcased four times.
Step on, touch, sway, lightly brush with the knee.
Pei Ruye handed him the tie, and Huo Ren flawlessly performed all the movements without making any mistakes, even though he had only seen it once.
“Your performance isn’t quite right.” The man stood beside him, his tone calm as he taught him how to seduce others.
“The chair and tie are your subtle tricks to seduce a lover.”
“When interacting with them, be both elusive and suggestive, stopping at the right moment.”
He adjusted the angle of the mirror, allowing Huo Ren to see himself in it.
“Constrain your movements, be shy and reserved, but let your gaze be shamelessly explicit,” the man said.
“Because your lover is sitting in the audience.”
Huo Ren softly responded, suddenly grateful that this was a private lesson.
If his teammates were here, he probably wouldn’t be able to act flirtatious.
It felt a bit embarrassing to seduce himself in front of the mirror…
“Let’s do it again.”
“Okay.”
Huo Ren was at the intersection of youth and adolescence, and once he got into the right state, his expression and demeanor would become subtly pure and sensual.
Pei Ruye’s gaze remained calm, but in the mirror, he pressed his fingers against the bridge of his nose when the youth, holding the tie, swayed his waist.
…He certainly has good understanding.
After the group rehearsal ended, the members returned to their dormitories to wash up and rest.
Huo Ren nestled into his blanket, and his mind automatically replayed the man’s dancing in front of the mirror today.
And his slender figure when he took off his jacket earlier.
Watch it again after finishing the first round.
The second time, pause and look at his abs and chest.
Suddenly, Bo Jue knocked twice on the door.
“Huo Huo, are you asleep?”
“No, I’m not asleep.” Huo Ren sat up, holding the blanket, his cheeks slightly flushed. “Come in.”
…Why am I replaying such scenes for no reason? It’s inexplicable.
Bo Jue quickly stepped inside, closed the door, and sat beside him.
“Can’t sleep, Jue-ge?”
“Mm.” The long-haired beauty nodded and whispered, “I want to tell you something, but don’t tell anyone else.”
“What is it?”
“Recently… I think I might have been charmed by Long Jia.”
Huo Ren: !!
“He walked through the empty audience seats, singing and smiling as he walked towards me,” Bo Jue hugged his pillow and spoke softly. “Suddenly, I just felt that this bastard’s appearance is really to my liking.”
Huo Ren suddenly felt like he had transformed into Father Huo, the confessor in the seventeenth-floor confessional room. He sat up straight and lowered his voice. “Do you still have feelings for him?”
Bo Jue buried his face in the pillow and nodded ever so slightly.
“Yes… I feel a bit moved.”
Huo Ren rubbed his face and became serious again. “Jue-ge, it’s not good to believe in all those miscellaneous things you read on forums. Even if you read them, don’t take them seriously.”
“It has nothing to do with those things,” Bo Jue immediately denied. “I haven’t read any novels.”
He had just finished reading all ten short stories and novellas in the fandom. He definitely hadn’t read any of those stories. Absolutely not.
“When we first started as trainees, we happened to be in Group A together,” he whispered, hugging the pillow. “The other members in Group A are just unbelievably foolish, but the one surnamed Long is a bit smarter, and he’s also good-looking.”
Huo Ren continued rubbing his face with both hands. “So what do you plan to do?”
“The team doesn’t allow dating,” Bo Jue showed a disdainful expression. “I’m not planning to date this idiot.”
“Just treat it as normal interaction in the future. He’s so clueless, he definitely won’t notice what I’m thinking.”
The Captain nodded silently. “Hmm, quietly admire him for a while. Maybe you’ll lose interest in a few days.”
“How can it be called admiration?” Bo Jue lifted his chin. “It’s just rare to find him pleasing to the eye. It doesn’t even count as having a crush.”
He voiced out the small situation that had been weighing on his heart for a long time and suddenly felt much more relaxed.
The two chatted for a while and waved goodbye to each other, wishing each other goodnight.
Huo Ren rolled up in his blanket and fell into a deep sleep, dreaming that he was back in front of the mirror.
Pei Ruye stood in front of him, his lips lightly pursed.
“Teacher?”
The man didn’t answer, but his long, distinct fingers rested on the knot of Huo Ren’s tie.
Then, slowly, they hooked downwards.
The restraint around his neck gradually loosened, and the buttons of his shirt loosened and spun open.
Huo Ren stared at him in a daze, his voice unconsciously softening.
“…Teacher?”
Instead of unbuttoning the third button, the man leaned down and kissed him.
The distance between them was closing inch by inch, and all the tenderness and control were about to be imprinted on his lips.
Closer and closer… they were about to touch…
“Wake up!” Uncle Jiang vigorously rang the bell in the living room. “Rehearsal time! Get up!!!”
Huo Ren opened his eyes with a start, and he could still feel the warm breath that seemed just within reach beside his face.
He held onto the blanket tightly, his mind blank.
I actually dreamt that the teacher wanted to kiss me.
And… I was kind of looking forward to it.
Could it be that I’m…
He shook his head quickly, refusing to entertain that thought.
It’s definitely because I’ve been hearing too much nagging from Jue-ge and the others recently. It couldn’t possibly be… affection.
“Captain! Wake up!” Mei Shengyao pushed open the door and looked at him. “Hey, why are your ears a little red?”
“I didn’t turn on the air conditioning. It’s a bit hot,” Huo Ren quickly got out of bed. “It’s nothing. I’ll change and come out right away.”
He quickly brushed off the matter and everyone entered preparation mode, getting ready for the grand performance on July 19th.
Countdown: ten days. The city was filled with billboards featuring CORONA’s six members.
Special guests and official interviews were gradually released, stirring up the atmosphere even before it began.
Countdown: five days. The SPF official website confirmed that they would be live-streaming the concert, and video membership sales immediately soared to new heights.
Three days, two days, one day.
Finally, the time came for this highly anticipated night.
150,000 fans entered the venue two hours in advance. Before nightfall, the golden sea was already illuminated, casting a residual glow of light and shadow.
Screens started playing highlights from the previous concert, and fans in the audience were already singing along at the top of their voices.
In the last minute, all lights suddenly dimmed.
The spherical stage displayed three-dimensional, stone-carved numbers.
“Five!”
“Four!”
Someone screamed out, and more people joined in the countdown, eagerly awaiting the appearance of the six boys they loved.
“Three!”
Crimson lights on the east and west sides radiated like rainbows.
“Two!”
Countless gemstones on the spherical screen cascaded and converged, making a tinkling sound.
“One!!!”
A crescent moon suddenly appeared high in the sky to the west.
Bo Jue leaned against the crescent moon in a pure white suit, and the deep blue violin in his hand played the first melancholic note.
At the moment the melodious sound of the violin appeared, a blazing sun emerged from the east, accompanied by the clear and harmonious sound of a bamboo flute.
Xie Lianyun stood in the radiant glow of the rising sun, his phoenix eyes slightly narrowed.
“Sometimes, the eyes in the sky shine too fiercely.”
“Its dazzling golden radiance is often overshadowed.”
In the center of the stage, overlapping and resonating deep male voices filled the air, whispering tenderly in the ears of lovers.
“But your eternal summer will never fade…”
The sun and moon slowly converged and sank, and Huo Ren, with silver hair and blue eyes, raised his hand to reach towards the distance. Suddenly, the intense drum beats and electric guitar sounds burst forth.
Long Jia and Mei Shengyao each extended their hands to help their teammates jump down from the elevated platform. At the same moment, the six of them performed a dance resembling a flock of birds.
The magnificent and gorgeous orchestral music dispersed and swept through like a fiery dawn. Amidst the chaotic electronic music, a miraculous and magnificent resonance emerged.
Several songs from both old and new albums were interwoven seamlessly, with varying tempos guiding the hearts of thousands to beat passionately in their chests.
Six songs seamlessly flowed into one another, and the spherical stage revealed a blossoming deep sea, following the ever-changing melody as it receded into the distance.
Guests took turns appearing on stage, warmly interacting with the audience below, buying time for the six members of CORONA to change outfits and rest their voices.
Mei Shengyao embraced an electric guitar and belted out high notes, Chi Ji and Bo Jue played a duet on the piano while singing a love song, and then Huo Ren slowly ascended from the lift with an acoustic guitar in his arms. The gemstone earring in his right ear sparkled incessantly.
“Hey,” he greeted the audience with a smile, eliciting a wave of cheers that resembled the rising tide of a full moon.
“I believe this is the first time I’m singing and playing the guitar. I’ve been practicing for two or three years, but I still feel a bit unfamiliar with it.”
Huo Ren sat on a high stool, his smile faint.
His voice was clear and composed, as if effortlessly reaching the depths of everyone’s hearts.
“Today, I want to dedicate this song as a gift to someone.”
“Thank you for leading me out of the darkness and guiding me to pursue a brighter and more brilliant future.”
This song was originally a simple foreign poem.
Huo Ren had come across it by chance and casually composed the melody and harmony, singing it to everyone on this tranquil summer night.
“You are our festival, like stars reflected in the water.”
His voice was like clear ice, with a slight upward inflection in the ending notes.
“Youthful nights, like wings on the rooftop of your house.”
Many audience members illuminated their mobile phone flashlights and waved them back and forth in time with the music.
In that moment, the arena seemed to be adorned with a sparkling starry sea, everything quiet and beautiful.
“Teacher, happy birthday.”
Pei Ruye sat in the closest row of the guest seats, silently gazing at the slender youth on the stage.
His heartbeat suddenly became scorching hot.
Accompanied by the last lyrics, darkness descended once again.
A white jade scroll suddenly appeared in the center and gently unfolded to the side.
A seventeen-year-old youth dressed in a white crane feather cloak stood on the surface of the painted water, causing ripples to spread with each barefoot step.
To the north of the scroll, Bo Jue held a willow flute alone, and his trembling notes fluttered like dragonflies, illuminating the black crane peacefully nestled in another corner.
To the south of the scroll, Long Jia effortlessly played piano melodies that rippled like waves, resembling the meandering flight of a swallow.
The sounds of the flute and the piano chased each other, overlapping and separating. When the wooden soundboard resonated, a clear and melodious sound was produced!
The black and white figures in the painting gracefully danced to the sound of the drums and the strings. As the long swords rose and fell, wisps of clouds and mist swayed and drifted, and their robes exuded an ethereal aura, akin to a cage of crane feathers.
The flute rose and fell three times, while the piano chords extended and spread with the pedal, guiding the melody to soar higher, as if two cranes were flapping their wings and flying high.
When Chi Ji spun around, his robes billowed and fluttered like lotus petals. With his sword, he executed moves that defied expectations, and at the moment of each exchange, it coincided perfectly with another beat of the drums.
His footsteps stopped abruptly, swiftly transitioning into rapid movements, each move surpassing the previous one. The black and white robes swayed with the strong wind, displaying a sense of unrestrained freedom, just like the audacious gaze of a young man!
Xie Lianyun leaned against Huo Ren’s shoulder and casually said, “Third Young Master Long should consider taking a break. If he flips over during the 200-meter sprint later…”
Huo Ren quickly covered his mouth and said, “Don’t jinx it!”
The fans in the audience had no idea what was about to happen later; they were already on the verge of passing out.
What kind of ace performance was this?
What kind of heavenly idols did I become a fan of?!
Perfect visuals! Overwhelming talent!
They can play the guitar, the flute, and the piano. Is there anything my boyfriends can’t do?!
The fans inside the venue had completely entered a state of brain shutdown from the beginning of the concert. Thousands of exclamations of admiration made their hearts beat wildly.
So handsome, so thin, how can a person be so charming?!
Oh my god, this moonlit beauty, oh my god, this sword dance, oh my god, this eye contact, I’m dead!!!
Ah, the six of them don’t have enough time. Why didn’t I bring ten pairs of eyes with me?!
Even the fans outside the venue were stunned.
Most of the new fans had fallen into the CP (couple pairing) fandom, and their initial purpose of attending the concert was to witness the interactions between all the members and enjoy some sweet moments.
And then they were captivated by the opening dance in just one second. They didn’t even have time to focus on the CP interactions; they were too busy watching the live broadcast and adding the new songs to their playlists.
This song is so exhilarating!! It’s so explosive!! The intro alone is so seductive, I want to use it as my ringtone!!
Why did I become a fan so late? Why didn’t I listen to the album and ship the CP yesterday? Am I stupid?!
[523L]: I’ve already quickly purchased the digital album. If the songs are this good, how can I not buy them? TUT
[536L]: Damn, their performance skills are terrifying! They can dance to such a fast rhythm and still hit high notes with their mics on. They’re so fierce, it’s truly amazing!
[723L]: Why didn’t I go to the concert in person? I want to see the brothers play the piano. Ah, this year they even have the Mei-Chi Sword Dance. I’m suffocating. Who are these heavenly fairies?!
Balancing between listening to songs, watching the stage, and keeping up with the goddesses’ comments in the live chat, there’s no time left to browse forums and reply to posts!!
Why do I only have two eyes and two hands?! I’m not satisfied, ahhh!!
When the Mei-Chi Sword Dance ended, the white jade scroll disappeared from the stage.
Huo Ren and Xie Lianyun quickly helped them remove their long robes and put on their performance jackets in the darkness. Chi Ji was the first to turn on his microphone.
“I once fell into chaos.”
Just moments after completing a four-minute sword dance, he still appeared calm and composed, unaffected in the slightest.
“Silence, foolishness, hesitation.”
“No one heard my voice.”
The blue mist-like light, resembling fireflies, gently dispersed, and the six of them once again stood at different edges of the stage.
Looking around the venue, all you could see was a sea of gold, rising and falling with their singing, as if sharing their pulse and breath.
“Spotlights belong to the victors, people celebrate in frenzy, enchanted by them.”
A cage of molten gold thorns descended upon the stage, sharp and magnificent.
“In namelessness, when all my aspirations have been exhausted.”
“So insignificant that I can’t live up to any expectations—”
Long Jia stepped into the suspended cage, resembling a desperate sacrifice.
The five of them closed every door on him with their own hands, turning their backs to the cage as it rotated in reverse.
“But I still have endless sweat…”
The entire venue fell into silence, with only the sound of heartbeats surrounding them. Huo Ren lowered his gaze and began singing softly once again.
“A heart forged with steel.”
As the lights dimmed, all five of them simultaneously looked towards the east of the golden sea.
“They will bloom in the next east wind—”
The suspended cage of thorns suddenly swung open all its doors, revealing that it was empty inside!!
The audience below became frantic, and screams and shouts filled the air.
“—with resolute brilliance!!”
A bright blue light suddenly pierced through the air, and from the depths of the audience section, a handsome young man emerged, surrounded by a group of dancers, seamlessly continuing the next line!!
At this moment, he stood among the crowd, radiating a luminous glow like a deity.
It was Long Jia!!!
Wasn’t Long Jia just in the center of the stage?! How did he instantly appear so far away?!!!
This couldn’t be possible. The person who was put into the cage on the big screen earlier was definitely not a substitute actor!!!
“From the depths of darkness, transformed into radiant light, breaking free from insignificance—”
With the microphone back in place, Long Jia moved through the audience, igniting the entire venue once again under the bright blue spotlight!
The fans in the standing area couldn’t believe that their idol was so close to them. Dozens and hundreds of hands reached out, longing for his touch, for a high five.
“This can’t be—”
“I must be dreaming!! This must be a dream!!!”
The screams and shouts reached a boiling point, and tears uncontrollably streamed down the faces of the girls closest to him.
“It’s Long Jia—-It’s really Long Jia!!!”
“I love you, ahhh!! Long Jia, I love you!!!”
This surprise was simply a miracle.
Xie Lianyun stood at the edge of the stage, his voice as deep as ice.
“I, in the nameless moments, curled up in the dirty alleyways.”
Long Jia looked up at him and quickened his pace, crossing through the almost frenzied audience section. His voice was like a fierce flame.
“I, at this very moment, become your belief.”
The harmonized voices of the four once again overlapped and rose, highlighting the two of them standing out from the rest.
“—Who else remembers how wretched I once appeared?!”
Xie Lianyun bent down, extending his hand towards Long Jia and forcefully pulling him back onto the stage.
The extravagantly beautiful crimson dragon teeth flowers instantly bloomed beneath their feet, and laser lights divided the space into shades of black and white. The projected images danced like a kaleidoscope, shattering and forming towering mountains and hills!!
“If hibernation is the final farewell before nirvana—”
Bo Jue raised a smile and danced alongside Long Jia once again, his ten fingers stretching and fluttering like wings.
“Pain and despair are but a brief salute from the world before it crowns me.”
Everyone simultaneously raised their arms and nodded their heads, swift and decisive like spirited horses galloping in the wind.
Pride and indulgence merged into the depths of their blood, showcased in the full glory of their perfect high notes.
“You will quicken your pace, breaking through everything, fearlessly running forward—”
“Look, at, that, night, fire.”
Mei Shengyao gracefully spun and raised his arms, leading the entire group to accelerate once again amidst the golden mist and silver dust.
“Burn, away, all, confusion.”
Chi Ji’s long and clear voice resonated, his smile imbuing the world with vibrant colors.
“You shall possess—”
Huo Ren abruptly halted, his gaze sharp, enunciating each word with clarity.
Over a hundred thousand people shouted without hesitation, “The highest!! Crown!!”