Chapter 40: The Starry Sky Is Not as Good as You 39: Burn the whole audience

A lazy and charming female voice.

A female voice came from the scene.

There was even a slight breath mixed with it, which instantly invaded the ears and entered the ears.

The audience was shocked.

And when people stared at it, they saw the person who spoke clearly.

The audience couldn't help but be suffocated.

Because......

On the stage, the person who was singing by the headset was the blindfolded Shuli "boy".

The male and female voices transformed without any condensation, and the beautiful lips opened and closed, spitting out bewitching notes.

It was as if a string of flames had ignited, burning the audience's sanity.

The shouts of the octave were heard again, overwhelmingly.

And at the moment when the harmony ended, "he" casually raised his hand and tore off the black cloth belt.

The "boy" finally lifted his eyelids.

But, those eyes ......

But it was not as pure and dark as expected, but ...... An eerie blood red.

Sky!

At that moment, everyone's hearts jumped suddenly.

Everyone saw that "he" raised his hand again, his long finger against his fingertips, smiled wryly, and suddenly turned around again.

Lightning removed the confinement of the "demon" beside him.

The blindfold slips off.

The beautiful peach blossom eyes flashed again.

The handsome "boy" opened his eyes, and there seemed to be a moment of confusion in the suddenly lit up world.

And the beautiful "young man" raised his hand and put his hand on "him", surrounded "him", and opened his lips again.

“Pull me off to darkened corners.“

(Pull me into a dark corner)

……

“Tell me how I mesmerize you”

(Tell me how I confused you.) )

……

It's like gods and demons have changed places in an instant.

Or......

From the very beginning, it was a two-way hunt with bad water.

At this moment, he finally tore through the disguise of "he" and seduced him to take the initiative to wrap around his neck.

While singing, keep going up from the slightly open collarbone.

Until a small patr falls.

"He" chuckled, his red lips vaguely crossing his Adam's apple.

It also completely burned people's sanity.

"Where's my head!"

"Ahh

……

Hoarse screams resounded through the arena again.

Even several fans who couldn't stand the impact fainted directly.

The audience was full of noise.

The handsome young man who had not moved again hooked his thin lips and clasped his backhand.

Everything is transposed again.

The position changes again with the lights.

In the pouring song, the teenagers were once again divided into two camps, with the two people in the center as the dividing line.

Dance like a battle.

“You're not gonna get away with.“

(I won't let you escape so easily)

“leading me on.”

(The consequences of grasping my thoughts at will)

……

“Say you want me.”

(Say you crave me)

“Say you need me.”

(Says you need me)

“Tear my heart out slow.”

(Slowly tearing open my heart)

“And bleed me.”

(Spreads Blood)

“You're gonna be with me.”

(You'll definitely be with me.) )

……

Until the moment of the end, the "young man" in the white suit raised his hand and pressed the shoulder of the young man in black again, and suddenly exerted force.

The last note falls.

The trainees of the black and white camps shrank into a bunch, leaning on the side of the stage in different postures, handsome and frozen.

on the round table.

The beautiful "boy" pressed the handsome "boy" in the center with one hand, and clasped it in his throat with the other hand.

And he narrowed his eyes, raised his hand indifferently, and the gun that suddenly appeared in his palm hit his temple.

Their eyes met in the air.

Momentary froze.

One second, two seconds.

Until the screams rang out again.

The deafening cheers and applause finally exploded.

Everything was like a repeat at the end of the second stage two weeks ago.

It's still a god-level stage.

It is still Gu Tingyao and Yan Wei who lead their teammates to create together.

The only difference is.

This time, the crowd was even more crazy than ever.

Stretchers lifted out several fans who had fainted.

Offstage, the program director and others who were dealing with the accident were happy.

The audience was enthusiastic.

Only Chu Yunyin and Jiang Jingran's hearts sank suddenly.

The latter closed his eyes and couldn't even help but say to the system.

"I ...... Is the task really accomplished? ”

The moment the words fell, the electronic sound of the system had not yet fallen.

On the stage, the "young man" who had just gotten up turned his gaze, and his eyes suddenly swept towards this "luck man".

Luck rate ......

49%。

The number suddenly came into view, and "he" looked at him and smiled.

Eyes met in the distance.

Jiang Jingran only felt in a trance, and he saw the look of the "young man" strangely.

In the dim light, the graceful lips drew a treacherous arc, as if silently responding to his question.