- She is still the little clerk who is riddled with mundane things, running around for a living all day long, and her life is boring to the point of vulgarity.

Looking at the members who shine on stage, she sometimes feels ashamed of herself. I also feel that THELAVA has become a little strange now, and to be precise, it is becoming more and more distant. OBVIOUSLY, THELAVA IS NO LONGER HER UNKNOWN LITTLE IDOL, AND HAS LONG SINCE TURNED INTO AN UPSTART IN THE ENTERTAINMENT INDUSTRY WITH TENS OF MILLIONS OF FANS. When they got off the plane, there were so many children holding flowers and gifts to pick them up, and there were even local tyrant fans who spent huge sums of money to buy the giant screen of the mall for them to promote.

Whenever this time comes, she often can't help but think. ISN'T THE MEMBER OF THELAVA NO LONGER IN NEED OF FANS LIKE HERSELF? ISN'T HER HEART AND HER SUPPORT NO LONGER IMPORTANT TO TODAY'S THELAVA?

At the end of the song, Miki's thoughts were interrupted by deafening applause and calls.

The members of THELAVA bowed on stage to thank them, and they have indeed changed a lot over the years, but in some places they have not changed at all.

Miki looked at them stupidly and waved as she watched them leave. At this moment she forgot who she was as a staff member, she was still and always has been a fan of them.

The forest and Guhuo hooked shoulders and talked happily, not noticing her, and directly passing by her. Andre, who was walking at the back, shook his big hand in front of her, "Look stupid?"

Miki came back to his senses and smiled embarrassedly.

Following André, Miki returned to the lounge. She began to organize her belongings to bring home, and when she came back to her senses, she found that the three members were no longer in the room.

When it was time to go back, Xuan Xuan was busy, An Ning was also busy,—— was busy touching up her makeup, and seeing this, Mi Qi spontaneously went outside to find someone.

Behind the venue is an inaccessible path, and on the dimly lit street, Miki finds that Lin and Andre are surrounded by several female fans, signing autographs or taking pictures.

Gu Huo was alone, standing not far away, with his back against the wall, holding a bottle of beer in his hand.

The lights were too dim for Miki to see his expression clearly, but it was conceivable that he must have been lonely at this time.

In the group, he is the lead singer, so he naturally has nothing to say about his singing skills. And he has been dancing since he was ten years old, and his dancing skills are also quite good. What's even more amazing is that this man can not only sing and dance, but is also very good at writing songs and lyrics, and sometimes even participates in choreography. Basically, there are works that he participated in producing, and none of them are not big hits. In terms of business level, he is definitely not worse than the other two members. If you have to say what is bad, it is that he is too low-key, low-key to the point of being conservative, rarely participates in variety shows, and never runs himself. This is a new media era where traffic is king, there is a topic, there is traffic, there is traffic, there is a job offer, there is a job, there is a topic, and so on.

However, it may be because he is so talented that he is arrogant and disdainful to market himself.

She walked up to Gu Huo silently and found that he was scrolling through Weibo with his head down. It turns out that this person is still using Weibo, in August last year, he suddenly announced the permanent closure of his official Weibo, fans thought that he had completely withdrawn from the Weibo circle, but he didn't expect to still use it in private.

In that case, why not just make your account public? After all, Weibo is an artifact for attracting fans. One of the reasons why Gu Huo's fame lags behind the other two members is that Miqi believes that it is because he does not play Weibo.

Of course, this is a good use. If you don't use it well, it's a powder artifact.

Mi Qi asked him: "Since you have a Weibo account, why don't you make it public, and you can still attract a wave of fans." ”

Gu Huo said lazily: "With my current popularity, it is estimated that few people will pay attention." ”

"I said what kind of self-deprecation you have. Miki scoffed at his negative attitude: "It's only been a few years since you debuted, so where have you been." Her hands clenched and then spread out again, like "a miracle moment." "Infinitely magnify your own strengths, and then set one or two cute little shortcomings, to be a mysterious man who is both real and unreal, cute and cold, cold and down-to-earth. In that case, even if you don't have a good work, you can make a lot of money as an Internet celebrity. ”

Gu Huo pondered for a moment: "I think your is both reasonable and unreasonable. ”

"Then you listen to the part that makes sense. ”

Mi Qi recalled the number of followers of Gu Huo's Weibo account before, "And I remember that when you used to play Weibo, the number of fans was not small." ”

"That's a zombie fan that paid for it. "Guho is very open.

Miqi is more frank than him: "Which celebrity doesn't buy fans." ”

At this time, Gu Huo glanced up at her, his eyes seemed to be smiling, and when he was done, his eyes returned to his phone.

Quiet and dimly lit little corner, no one noticed the two of them.

"The moon is beautiful tonight. Miki looked up at the sky and said suddenly.

Gu Huo looked at the sky, the soft aperture rendering a round of curved bright moon, and a few sparse stars were carelessly dotted. It is the scenery of the moon and the stars, and tomorrow is a sunny day.

A gust of evening breeze, wrapped in the scent of gardenias and laurels, gently brushed his face.

"Are you going back?" his voice was soft and deep.

On the way home from work that day, Miki was a little depressed. Opening the door, she threw herself on the couch and pulled out her phone to call Yoneyama.

When she was in a bad mood, she always called Yoneyama. Her silly brother always makes her feel happy, and he is the source of her happiness.

She chatted with her brother ramblingly, talking about the weather in Shanghai for a while, asking if there had been any rain in Huaguoshan recently, and then talking about her current job.

"It seems that everyone in the company is now doubting whether I have a backstage," she said with a little crying and laughing: "Do you think I should keep a low profile and save people from suspicion." ”

"What do you care about others," Yoneyama disagreed: "As long as you don't break the law, how can you be happy and live." ”

Mi Qi complained: "Your requirements for being a man are really high." ”

"By the way, sister, didn't Xiahou give you something when you left. Yoneyama asked her, "What the hell is that, we asked him a few times and he wouldn't say." ”

If my brother hadn't mentioned it, Miki would have almost forgotten about it. Now that I think about it, my mood immediately becomes sad.

"I forgot to open it, but I guess it's mostly his own home-made mines. ”

Yoneyama pondered for a while: "...... It seems that Xiahou's father and his brother are doing weapon research and development in a ravine in Sichuan. ”

Chang Ke's voice came from the earpiece: "Shut up, you." ”

Miki also said, "I think you'd better keep your mouth shut." ”

Yoneyama stopped talking.

That's all she needs for her stupid brother. Although not very smart, he is very obedient. If you raise that kind of child who is both stupid and very self-assertive, it will really be eight lifetimes of mold.

After hanging up the phone, the more Miqi thought about the unknown object that Xiahou Jing gave him, the more scared he became. She remembered that she had tucked it into the depths of the closet, and that what she had to do now was to pull it out of it. The reality is, however, that she would just sit on the floor and tremble with her knees hugged.

Of course, the mine grenade or something is just a joke, if it is really such a dangerous item, it will be turned over by the security personnel at the station itself. But Xiahou's kid is said to have a deep friendship with a high-ranking monk on the mountain, could it be that he asked the master to get some kind of charm to spell her......

However, aren't all of them called "compassionate, Amitabha", so they shouldn't be able to do this kind of thing that makes the Buddha's face disgraceful.

Thinking of this, she plucked up her courage slightly. I thought that there were many dreams at night, and it would be a curse to keep them, and I had to do it today.

Obviously, the other party was just an object, but she held her breath and stepped forward cautiously step by step, as if she was not careful, the package could grow three heads and six arms to beat herself.

She pulled out the package that wasn't too light and placed it on the floor, and she sat cross-legged, ready to unpack.

Ah——, I think I need a set of equipment for the bomb disposal unit.

Carefully unzip it open, revealing a transparent food pouch inside.

"Hey, is this food?"

Mi Qi muttered to himself, thinking that this kid Xiahou Jing is not so bad, after all, how can the person who gave us food be a bad person.

Remove the contents of the sealed bag, which is an unidentified object wrapped in layers of plastic wrap. This plastic wrap is wrapped in plastic wrap, it is like an old woman's footcloth, although it does not smell but it is very long, and it can go around the earth when connected.

Miki could vaguely make out the shape of a sphere, so she took a closer look.

"Damn——!"

She screamed, fell to the ground, and then crawled to the corner of the room with her hands and feet at a rapid pace.

It is a boxy bachelor apartment with a chandelier in the middle of the ceiling, and soft light is cast in the middle of the floor, forming a circular circle of light. Bathed in the light, it was the big guy rabbit from Huaguo Mountain, but it was no longer alive and had become a dried corpse. It once had a fight to the death with Miki, and it ended in a big victory. However, it was such a living glorious rabbit, and its fate was so tragic.

I never thought that Xiahou Jing, who was neither yin nor yang, would brutally kill the big guy rabbit and dry and marinate it into an original game.

Speaking of which, that kid's family is from Shuangliu, Chengdu, and sure enough, the people over there have unique methods for rabbit cooking?

But you cook your food, and you don't care about my!

Mi Qi wanted to cry without tears, thinking to himself what it means, whether this is love me or hurt me, why is it so difficult to guess the thoughts of their young men......

That night, Miki counted the stars, the sheep, the dumplings, and couldn't sleep because of anything. In fact, it's okay if you can't sleep, if you fall asleep, maybe the big guy rabbit will come to the dream to ask for his life.

The first rays of sunlight in the morning shone into the room, illuminating the big guy's unsightly face. Miki suddenly came up with a good idea......