The Don Quixote was cheering, jumping, and screaming, and the sound of the sound continued to stir through the gardens of Madison Square.

The surging and hot sound waves penetrated the wall and spread out towards the outside of the square garden, and the fans gathered outside the stadium looked at each other, itching, why did the infield suddenly cheer and jump when there was no special incident just now? What is going on inside now?

Does anyone know?

In the midst of the hustle and bustle, the fans in the outfield finally couldn't hold back their excitement, went to the gate of the closed gate of the square garden, asked the security personnel about the specific situation, and finally got the news after going around and around, and then the excitement erupted like a bubbling volcano:

"Second series! Second series! Young Master announced! Second series is coming!"

It was just the simplest sentence, one stone stirred up a thousand waves, and after everyone was stunned for a moment, the whole outfield exploded, cheering one after another, everyone was high-five, everyone was hugging each other, everyone was celebrating.

It's the year-end party!

In the Madison Square Garden, Don Quixote was cheering and shouting, and the other fans next to him stared at the joyful faces with bewildered faces, puzzled.

In fact, Justin Timberlake's fans can also feel such emotions, because Justin has always been unsuccessful in the past few years, the release of the album is getting slower and slower, the interval is getting longer and longer, and the fans' cries have never been extinguished, when Justin officially announced that the new album is already in production, the fans are also full of emotion, but ...... It's not like that, is it?

Don Quixote is Don Quixote after all, even if the group base is huge, they are still a small group that is not understood by the mainstream of the world, and can only gather together, sing, dance, and live alone, like madmen. Or maybe they're crazy.

But they don't care about the gaze of others, they just celebrate as if everything else in the world is no longer important.

In a trance, other fans have become a "minority", being lonely and lonely and excluded, those incomprehension and confusion are still lingering in the chest, but there is a faint breeding of a little envy yearning - sometimes, you don't need to care about the eyes of others, and really insist on being yourself, is it happier?

The feeling of envy only lingered in their minds for a moment, then vanished, and they were once again cast into the sight of the stage, this was just a concert, so why should they think about what life and what happiness?

Perhaps, this is the difference between Don Quixote and other fans, and at the same time between Lan Li and other entertainers.

Lan Li, who was sitting on the stage, had no way to accurately capture the changes in those emotions, just staring at the cheers of Don Quixote in front of him, and the smile on the corner of his mouth couldn't help but rise, which was enough - in the vast sea of people, at least he could find a world of his own, which was enough.

"So, I guess the news is a late Christmas present. Lan Li teased briskly, the subtext was that "news" was a gift, and as for the album, they would wait and see it slowly, and the Don Quixote at the scene immediately let out a low cry of complaint, like a kerosene lamp bar.

Lan Li's eyes flickered slightly, a smug light was fleeting, and the curvature of the corners of his mouth became more relaxed, "According to the normal process, I should have sung another song now, but because of my self-assertion just now, it disrupted the plan, which is obviously not the right thing to do." In order not to preempt other singers' performance time, I decided to invite the next performer on stage now – oh, my ears are really itchy. ”

Someone is saying bad things behind their backs, that's why their ears itch.

To put it mildly, the little friends standing in the background were collectively hit by arrows.

Justin Timberlake was the first to protest, "Hey, it's not me, it's definitely not me!" But then he noticed that everyone else was sitting on the ground with an old god on their faces, and he was the only one who was too excited, as if he wanted to cover up, and he simply spread his hands, "Please, isn't it? Is it all on Lan Li's side, and no one is on my side?"

Everyone "betrayed" Justin and "sold" him to Lan Li, and suddenly Justin became isolated, so Justin made such a joke.

Everyone burst into laughter.

Marcus Mamford, the captain of the Blessed Sons, patted Justin on the shoulder, "There's no way, everyone is high and low." The reality is so cruel, our hands are also bonded, and there is really nothing we can do. After saying that, he nodded earnestly and bitterly, accentuating his tone.

Justin is also a living treasure, and he performs with great pomp, "Oh my God, I used to be a superboy too, okay?"

"Justin?" came a call from above the stage, and it was Lan Li's voice.

Justin's movements immediately froze in place, motionless like a wooden man, only the beads of his eyes were dripping, and the appearance was even more funny, as if he had been caught red-handed for saying bad things about others behind his back.

"No, no, no. Amid the raucous cheers of Madison Square Garden, Lan Li's voice came again, "He's the absolute superstar of the whole bar, and he's the most popular one both in the sixties and now." "From the movie to reality," so he still needs his own stage. I'll be the first to invite Ed to the stage, and I'm sure we should be able to create some sparks between us. ”

Justin's expression was very exciting, because he didn't know what expression to make for a while - Lan Li's words could be called a peak, and he changed several styles in a short period of time, and finally Justin simply deliberately made a sad appearance of being dumb and eating coptis, as if to say:

Sure enough, I was the one who was excluded.

Justin is one of the most alive treasures in the entire "Drunken Folk" crew, and he single-handedly sets the mood backstage, and everyone laughs again, but Ed Sheeran has no time to stop and continue to be cheerful, grabs his guitar, and hurriedly leaves the backstage.

Ed walked briskly onto the stage, and a spotlight shone over him, but he was only halfway there, and then walked back and forth, as if he was leaving—it looked like stage fright, and the audience was stunned and puzzled, and then the staff could be seen approaching him and handing the chair and microphone stand to Ed.

The group laughed.

Ed himself was a little embarrassed, showed a shy smile, ran quickly to the center of the stage, and after a period of scramble, he set up his chair and microphone stand, scratched his head in embarrassment, and said hesitantly into the microphone, "Hey, everyone, good evening, I'm Ed Sheeran." ”

"Hey, Lan Li. Ed turned his head and smiled shyly, his gaze just a slight glance at Lan Li, and then quickly retracted it.

"Hey, Ed. Lan Li noticed Ed's nervousness and greeted him solemnly, "If I'm not mistaken, today shouldn't be the first time we've met, or has something unpleasant happened to our last meeting?"

"No, no, no. Ed waved his hand repeatedly, flusteredly denying that he couldn't joke like Lan Li or Justin, that wasn't his forte, "I'm just...... Just a little nervous. It's the first time we've officially performed on stage, and obviously, a lot of things are different now. ”

At that time, Lan Li was still a fledgling rookie actor, and Ed was still a penniless wandering musician, the two met for the first time in front of the Nokia Theater, and performed a song "Ophelia" together, more accurately, co-created, and in just a few years after that, the world was vicissitudes, and their lives changed dramatically.

Although the two have met many times on different occasions, they have never performed on the same stage again.

"yes, I'm just looking forward to that. Perhaps, we can form a limited group of temporary duets and stand on the stage tonight to perform. Lan Li said with a smile, he was always looking forward to working with Ed again, and the filming opportunity of "Drunken Country Ballads" was missed, but he didn't expect that there would be a concert, so he couldn't miss it again.

Without too much politeness, Lan Li gently sketched a chord.

"Ophelia, or Cleopatra?" Lan Li invited.

The former is a track written by the two of them, and the latter is a track that catches Lan Li's attention after Ed's street performance, both of which are particularly memorable for the two friends.

Ed immediately understood, although his sense of humor had not yet been able to develop, but the mention of music naturally awakened all the memories in his mind, "'Ophelia'?"

"No problem. Lan Li gently retracted her jaw and exchanged glances with Ed, and the two of them were beating the rhythm.

Although they hadn't worked together for a long time, the night they first met was the same, the two had a common sense of melody, rhythm and lyrics, and they found the rhythm in eye contact, and Ed began to beat the guitar case with both hands, making the drum beat in such a simple way.

Everything was like the night of first acquaintance.

The corners of Lan Li's mouth rose and hummed softly.

"Ah, ah, when I was younger...... I, I, should be wiser...... However, I don't feel the slightest remorse, and you don't have the original expectations. ”

There was no need for a call or mobilization, and the Don Quixote in the audience spontaneously began to beat their hands, and with applause in line with Ed's drumbeat, they accompanied the blue ceremony with great momentum.