London to Beijing, spanning 7 hours of time and space.

24 hours ago, Qing Eryu sat on the second floor of the Airbus A380 plane, with the computer on, accompanied by the rumble of the plane as it flew, listening to Le Zheng Shaohao's new album in the headphones, and concentrating on the paper. She loved the feeling of his voice accompanying her. The deep and pure singing voice brought her peace of mind. Or, the passionate and intense melody brings a dose of medicine to her occasionally drowsy brain, which can invisibly speed up the efficiency of her writing papers. In her heart, she has a small promise to herself, she must write papers on all subjects before Le Zheng Shaohao's birthday concert, so that she can meet Le Zheng Shaohao wholeheartedly. Otherwise, he will fall into deep self-doubt, doubting whether he is worthy of being his fan. Thankfully, an hour before the plane was about to land, Eryu completed the fifth review of the three papers. She methodically purchased the wireless network on the plane, opened the school's official website, uploaded the paper, and when the upload progress changed from gray to completely blue, Eryu puffed out her cheeks, and then let out a long sigh. She smiled sheepishly: "Hehe, Lezheng Shaohao, this girl is here." ”

November 29, 2018 at 6 p.m

In the artist's lounge, Le Zheng Shaohao closed his eyes slightly, and his long and thick eyelashes clearly outlined the young man's slightly raised eyeliner. On both sides of the bridge of the nose, the sword eyebrows are in the sideburns. The smooth face is full of angular coldness. The sculptural facial features are just right embedded in his white jade face. There was a smile on the corner of his unruly mouth. At this point, the hairstylist's work is nearing its end. Shao Hao slowly opened his eyes. In the mirror, the young man's slightly curly and fluffy dark brown hair lined his amber eyes, and the perseverance engraved in the eye waves like the surface of a lake in late autumn hides a touch of warmth and tenderness.

On the center stage of the Bird's Nest Stadium in Beijing, the host is welcoming the fans with warm language.

Looking around the stadium, it was full of fans of singer Le Zheng Shaohao. On the lantern signs held by fans, all kinds of fancy fonts express their admiration for Shao Hao. However, all kinds of light signs are unified into a warm red, reflecting the late autumn night in Chaoyang District like Mars. At this time, as the host shouted the name of Le Zheng Shaohao, the entire bird's nest was boiling, and in the screams and shouts of nearly 100,000 fans, Shaohao stood in a car like Mars in a black slim robe, slowly descending in the center of the stage like a nebula. The boy stood still, and his eyes were full of the enthusiasm of this piece ignited by countless fans.

In this passionate shout, there is a very gentle, but easily ignored voice. This soft voice came from Qing Eryu, a sophomore female student. She looked at him on the stage, and her heart welled up with infinite emotions, completely forgetting the fatigue of flying for more than ten hours, not to mention the heavy dark circles on her fair little face. Unlike the other fans, Eryu didn't carry a light sign or a glow stick. She only wore a pearl-white jacket, and on the left side of the jacket, near her heart, there was a small crane embroidered with silk thread. The crane is Shaohao's favorite image, so fans call themselves Shaohao's crane. Eryu likes to express her appreciation to Shaohao in this silent way.

On the stage, all the lights suddenly dimmed, and the shouts of the fans fell silent with the darkened lights. With a click, dozens of magnesium lights focused on the center of the stage, and at this time, Shao Hao and his dance partners spread out in the center of the Nebula stage. Shao Hao was dressed in a black silk robe, and on the back of the robe was embroidered a crane with wings flying high, and the crane seemed to raise its head and roar, flying towards the red sun on its right shoulder. The eight huge screens near the stage were all pictures of the handsome crane behind Shao Hao. With the roar of the crane in the background music, the fans in the audience rejoiced again. Everyone knows that this is Shao Hao confessing to them, affectionately telling his love for fans. Fans shouted in unison, "Shaohao! Shao Hao! Shao Hao。。。。。。 Eryu's face finally bloomed with a bright smile, her hand on her heart, which was also the position of Xiaohe, and said silently in her heart: "Hey, boy, yes, my taste is very similar to my sister!" ”

At this time, the cranes on all the screens began to shake violently, slowly turning into ukiyo-e-like images, and the cranes broke through the waves in the morning sun. After a few seconds, the screen immediately switched to a close-up of Shao Hao's whole body, and I saw him accompanied by a Japanese wind and a male voice English rap mix, and the unique Urban Dance opened. He stepped on the drum, his body trembled, his movements were slow and urgent, and the power traveled through his exquisite body, and each movement was perfectly matched with the musical drum. His slender and white fingers also carry power, and the ten fingertips change shape in the space with the music, carving a perfect and harmonious end to each movement. The magnetic field of power and beauty conjured up by his fingertips expresses emotions and attracts the audience. The dance picture created by him and his dance partners is like a chivalrous man practicing martial arts, standing behind the world, and he is happy to escape from the dust. As the music came to an abrupt end, Shao Hao's sassy and heroic posture also disappeared in the fading light and shadow.

Qing Eryu in the audience was shocked by Shao Hao's aura and didn't know what to do. During her studies in London, Eryu watched Youtube every night to watch all kinds of funny videos updated by vloggers, which became her small habit of adjusting the pressure of studying. One night in the summer a year ago, Eryu took a bath, wore a white long T, wrapped in a pink shower cap, and lay on the bed, she opened the video website as usual and found a video push - "Pink Memories of "Don't Let the Landlord's Son Be Home Alone"", looking at the title of the second middle school, Eryu unconsciously clicked on the video. The video begins to play a song with a feeling of the 80s: "Summer and summer pass quietly to leave a little secret, I can't tell you from the bottom of my heart, the evening breeze blows and warms my heart, I think of you again, how sweet and sweet, how can I forget。。。。。。 Accompanied by this sweet singing is a teenage tide boy wearing a peaked cap, seriously dancing a square dance alone at home. With a serious face, he twisted his ass and twisted his waist, and even swayed his arms from side to side with cheerful music like a little daughter-in-law. The short three-minute video made Eryu burst into laughter, making a barbell-like sound, and the honey grapefruit tea that was just about to be swallowed was sprayed to the ground by Eryu with a poof.

At this time, there was a knock on the door of Eryu's room. Eryu quickly picked up the paper towel on the bedside table and dried the honey grapefruit tea on her face, tiptoed, quickly ran to the door, and carefully opened the door to see that it was Michael Flores, a roommate who designed architecture at Imperial College.

Eryu blushed, but pretended to be casual and said, "Hi Michael, what's the matter?" ”

Michael said, "Hi Jade, there seems to be a strange noise in your room just now. I'll see if you need my help, like calling an ambulance or something.

Er Yu frowned, and found that things were not simple. He smiled wryly: "Ambulance? Oops, Michael, it's okay, I've always been in good health. ”

Michael looked suspicious and said, "Really?!" Jade, are you really okay? ”

In order to restrain the urge to roll her eyes, Eryu managed to squeeze out a big smile and said, "Thank you so much, Michael! You're just amazing! Mine is indeed not sick. Thank you for your kindness and treat you to Chinese food next time! Well, I still have some urgent matters that need to be closed immediately, so thank you, that's it! ”

Eryu rubbed the shower cap that had almost been turned off just now because of his hurry. Then, touch the door slightly. Finally, Michael said playfully, "Oh, it's all right, Jade." Then I wish you a good night. Eryu smiled with satisfaction: "Thank you, good night." Eryu closed the door and took off her shower cap, letting her naturally curly hair drape over her shoulders. Er Yu thought to herself: "It's a pity, Michael's handsome face, he is really prone to nervousness."

Er Yu sat cross-legged on the bed and brushed the landlord's son's "Pink Memories" again, she finally held back her laughter and began to browse the comment area under the video, she was ready to leave a message to ask who this dancing "god" was. saw the second netizen message, and a name was written, Le Zheng Shaohao. Seeing this name, Er Yu was overjoyed, "Ha, boy, I'll search for any other videos of you being demons." In this way, Eryu watched a full two hours of videos about Le Zheng Shaohao's various categories.

Eryu is like opening the door to a strange world and discovering such a salty and sweet teenage idol. At this time, Eryu was completely sleepy, she walked to the bathroom, locked the bathroom door, and used the lowest setting of the Dyson hair dryer to dry her hair with the smallest sound as possible. She sat back on the edge of the bed, opened the moon-white bedside table drawer, took out half a bottle of rose green tea-scented hair oil, and squeezed out a pound-sized coin in the palm of her hand. Then rub the palm of her hand to the ground slightly warm, and slowly use her fair and slender fingers to apply the wisp of fragrance to the ends of her naturally curly hair. While taking care of her hair, she still had the picture of Shao Hao's dance in her mind, and there was still a sweet smile at the corners of her eyes and mouth. After taking care of her hair, Eryu stretched her waist widely, slowly stepped back from the long T, and lay down in the baby blue silk quilt. Eryu closed her eyes and put her two white jade-like arms on the silk quilt. There is even a hint of coolness on a summer night in London, with a soft breeze blowing through the cracks in the cotton curtains and into the room from time to time. With the breeze of the smell of roses, Eryu gradually fell asleep.

In Eryu's dream, she dreamed that she had changed back to what she was when she was five years old, walking through the clouds. Xiao Eryu had unkempt curly hair, wore a white knee-length dress, and walked barefoot on the soft clouds, running happily and singing. Suddenly, I saw a cloud arch not far away, and there seemed to be a little boy about four years old standing outside the arch, the little boy was combing his watermelon head, he looked back and saw Eryu, stretched out his short little fat arm and beckoned to Eryu happily。。。。。。