The lights dimmed, and the only thing around was the sound of fans breathing each other, no one spoke, and they didn't need to speak, they watched the black stage with bated breath.

The darkness and silence lasted less than two minutes, and the lights came back on, and two blue lights staggered down from above, like stars in the sky illuminating the seven women on the stage.

loveydovey。

The prelude sounded.

Followed by rows of black holes in front of the stage, beautiful fireworks were strung out, and the colorful fireworks seemed to tear apart the night, and like a rainbow after the wind and rain, hanging in the sky bright and beautiful.

Swish.

Swish.

Swish.

Queens then stood up, breathing heavily as she looked at the seven girls on the stage.

They are no strangers to this song.

Tiara won 13 places with loveydovey, including four consecutive titles from Music Bank.

Also six months after this song, they fell from the top, and the people at the foot of the mountain stomped on them mercilessly.

A few sensual queens have begun to sob. They like Tiara, it doesn't matter if others don't understand, it really doesn't matter, as long as you see them, it's full of positive energy.

You don't need a reason to like someone in the first place.

The dynamic melody resounded in the venue, no one shouted, no one spoke, and they looked at the seven women dancing on the stage with teary eyes.

The lights are gorgeous, the dance music is moving, and the singers are gorgeous.

“”

"Do you remember this song?"

Park Ji-yeon lifted her pants and picked up the microphone and shouted loudly.

"Remember!"

"Remember!"

They shouted hoarsely, as if they were going to shout out all their strength to tell them, and we will always remember.

Park Ji-yeon's eyes were red, and the hand holding the microphone trembled slightly, Park So-yeon came to her side and patted her on the shoulder, she forced back her tears and said, "Everyone must be happy today, so the sisters said that they would invite 2 people on stage to dance this dance with us." ”

"I ......"

"I want it!"

"Don't rob it, your uncle, you fat paper to dance the ghost step dance?"

"Let me go up, let me go ......"

Everyone stood in front of their seats and shouted hysterically, but the order remained intact.

Park Ji-yeon grinned, her eyes locked on the thin figure standing in the doorway, she knew that it was his brother.

Weng Tingjun chuckled in his heart, and suddenly had an ominous premonition, and then turned his head and left.

"The ...... standing in the doorway"

Weng Tingjun wanted to cry without tears.

The conscience of heaven and earth, he is immune to celebrities, yes, but he performs under the camera...... Spare me, it's not that I'm worried that others will find out that he's still alive, after all, he's "dead", and the crown is just a girl group that fights the street, and the mad dog is now overwhelmed, how can you pay attention to this girl group who fights the street? It's just that he...... How can you dance if you have incomplete notes and a physical "disability"? How can you dance?

The security uncle next to him hugged Weng Tingjun's eyebrows and danced, "Brother, take a look, ** look, that little sister asked me to come on stage, I'm drunk, no, I'm already drunk." ”

Weng Tingjun barely squeezed out a smile, "Congratulations." ”

"The brother who carried it, can he come on stage and perform with me?"

The security guard was stunned and looked at Weng Tingjun stupidly, "Brother, she's ...... It's you who shouted. ”

The fans in the audience looked at Weng Tingjun with murderous eyes.

"yes, it's me who shouted." Weng Tingjun turned around stiffly, he knew that he was "in a catastrophe" tonight, and facing the camera, he had a smile on his face that was more ugly than crying.

Quan Baolan found him, his mouth opened wide, and he exclaimed in his heart, is it actually Mr.?

Li Juli also discovered him, her good-looking brows jumped, and she was immediately relieved.

A series of eyes as if they were like substance locked on him, and Weng Tingjun walked over as if walking on thin ice.

Sister's.

On it, on it.

Who is afraid of Who.

"Lee Min Ho?"

Many girl fans exclaimed.

"He's my son." Weng Tingjun smiled slightly.

A passage of less than ten meters, to Weng Tingjun, seemed to be the distance between Hong Kong and South Korea, although his face was silent, but his heart beat faster than ever.

A shy flush #red also appeared on Jun's face.

That's right, Weng Tingjun was shy.

The girl who was chosen with him looked much calmer than him, Weng Tingjun took a deep breath and looked at Li Juli who had suspicious eyes, he panicked, his eyes rolled, Park Ji-yeon couldn't recognize her probably because of a long time or her own second attributes, but Li Ju-ri, Park So-yeon, Han Eun-jeong, and Park Hyo-min are much more mature than Park Ji-yeon, so to be on the safe side...... It's still a disguise. Before going on stage, he found a middle-aged uncle next to him holding a cake in his hand.

"Ahh

Weng Tingjun was in a hurry, his feet slipped, and the whole person pounced on the middle-aged uncle.

The middle-aged uncle was shocked, and immediately raised his foot and prepared to kick Weng Tingjun away, you know, this is for the fanmeeting that will end later!

Weng Tingjun moved faster than him, quickly hugged his waist, buried his handsome face on the cake and pushed him, and then smiled shyly, "Uncle, I'm sorry, my feet slipped." ”

"You...... You ......"

The middle-aged uncle's face was pale, his lips trembled, he looked at the cake that was no longer in shape, and stretched out his hand and pointed at Weng Tingjun tremblingly.

Weng Tingjun wiped the cream off his face slightly, and then went on stage without hesitation, he couldn't spoil the fun, he couldn't sweep the excitement of his sister, and he couldn't sweep the excitement of the fans.

Seeing Weng Tingjun's funny appearance on the stage, the seven girls on the stage giggled, and the fans in the audience also smiled kindly.

Think about it, this is a good thing for the ancestral tomb to smoke from the green smoke, it's strange not to be nervous.

"Are you ready?"

Park Ji-yeon winked at Mr. On.

Weng Tingjun lost a vague ...... After asking for your good-looking eyes to Park Ji-yeon later, she stiffened her expression and body, and turned her head to face the audience.

"Ready!"

Fans shouted.

The melody of LD sounded again.

……

Ghost step dance.

This dance is very popular abroad, but its fame in Asia is average, but after Tiara's song ld, fans seem to be poisoned by #, and many people also follow and dance along, which is gradually popular in Asia.

Weng Tingjun stood behind them with the girl who was chosen together, and Weng Tingjun was unnatural, especially when the light shone on him, which made him feel even more confused, and goosebumps even rose.

Park Ji-yeon's feet slid sideways, and the whole person slid to his side, swaying her hands, looking at her brother with cream on his face, she couldn't hold back a smile, took her brother's hand, and said with a playful smile: "Let's jump together." ”

As soon as Park Ji-yeon said this, the fans were enthusiastic and shouted like crazy.

Weng Tingjun stiffened, and the corners of his mouth twitched, "Okay, good, let's jump together." ”

Quan Baolan also slid over and took Weng Tingjun's other hand, "Let's jump together." ”

"Okay, okay, let's jump together." His feet were like a thousand pounds, and every step he took was as if he had lost all his strength, and he was soft.

Weng Tingjun stood close to them, and he could see their strangeness even more, their dance steps were very chaotic, not as neat as at the beginning.

Is it upset?

Following their gaze, the moving faces of the fans in the audience appeared in their sight very clearly, Weng Tingjun turned his head again, and found that their eyes were red, Weng Tingjun said silently in his heart.

"Why are you stunned? Jump. The female fans who came on stage with him, held by the goddess Park So-yeon and Li Yalin, were already crazy and dancing in a mess.

I'm #inferior to you? Weng Tingjun let go, ignoring the injury on his right arm. Holding Park Ji-yeon's hand with one hand, pinching Jeon Baolan's arm with the other, twisting his ass and striding and jumping.

Park Ji-yeon lifted her pants, grinned, and lip-synched: "It's stupid." ”

Weng Tingjun's face was "blushing" and he was embarrassed.

The stage is star-studded, and the demons dance wildly.

Click.

Luo Yuhao looked at the camera and nodded with satisfaction, "Don't say it, the eldest brother is very talented in dancing......"