"Huh?!"

With a snap and slapped away the woman's approaching hand, Beitangxiu turned around and showed a puzzled expression to Ji Chunyang.

"It's okay, this is what I said before," Ji Chunyang beckoned to the girls and motioned for them to continue, "It's a necessary dress, after all, I have already prepared for the linkage." ”

"Let's do a rap together!" Ji Chunyang showed a look of expectation, and his eyes were bright.

Hearing him say this, Bei Tangxiu, who was carefully fiddling with the collar by a few small hands, raised his eyebrows and said coldly:

"Don't you know that I sing hard?"

"Huh? Have it...... Alas, don't fight! Ji Chunyang turned around and held back a smile, "Trust me, you were born for hooks, Ah Xiu!" ”

"Oh?"

"We sing 'Economy Class'!" Ji Chunyang looked at him with a hint of teasing.

(This song is super good, you can listen to it, it goes well with the following~)

Sure enough, Beitang Xiu showed a puzzled look, looking at his expression as if to say, "How do you know that I like this ......"

"Silly, when you discussed cooperation with me earlier, Brother Ji and I casually glanced at your various dynamics, and as a result, social platforms such as QQ and WeChat were the same as dead people, so I found your song list."

After speaking, Ji Chunyang raised his eyebrows, very proud, as if he was looking forward to Beitangxiu's gratitude, and the result was ......

"噫~~"

Beitangxiu showed a look of disgust, took a half step back and frowned:

"You're not going to like me, are you...... disgusting"

"Huh? What do you say? Ji Chunyang was shocked, and his jaw was about to fall to the ground, "The number of my TM ex-girlfriends is in the triple digits, tell me ......"

Beitang Xiu snorted and took another step away in disgust:

"I'm thinking about whether to relay this sentence to the concubine."

"You, you, you!" Ji Chunyang was suddenly a little incoherent, and he couldn't speak for a long time.

After a long time, he turned his head and looked at Beitang Xiu, with a gentle expression and deep eyes, and said softly in his magnetic voice in the stupid eyes of several tall flight attendants:

"!"

…………

Soon, two plainly dressed young men with bright eyes sat in front of the steps of the broken plane, and the rain was pouring down.

At some point, four old loud speakers were being lifted out, playing this song with great energy unscrupulously.

Beitangxiu closed his eyes and was familiar with the lyrics, and Ji Chunyang sat aside, his eyes getting brighter and brighter, as if he remembered the old days.

Speaking of which, neither of them is a natural rich man, but the most powerful witnesses in the process of two ordinary families starting from scratch.

Ji Chunyang once saw his father tear off his tie on a rainy night, rush to the rooftop, and finally be pulled down from the top floor of the apartment by his tearful mother's ears......

Beitang Xiu didn't see Beitang Zhao smoke eight boxes of Hongqiqu in one night, and finally endured an alcohol allergy and poured a bottle of liquor, and fell asleep in embarrassment......

In the final analysis, the two fathers are the small group of people who grabbed the sails in the tide of the times, but were repeatedly beaten by the waves, and finally stubbornly reached the other side.

Most of the sailors were silent at the bottom of the sea, but they endured dangers and refused to let go, embracing the sun when the storm and dark clouds finally dispersed.

It is precisely because of this that Beitangxiu and Ji Chunyang do not have the arrogance and condescension of other rich children, and they experienced the tail of that era together in ignorance.

And in that era, every mistake and setback......

The cost may be the destruction of the family.

···

The song was repeated four times, and a quarter of an hour had passed.

"How's it going—are you ready?!!" Ji Chunyang suddenly shouted into the night.

"It's time to sing." Beitangxiu exhaled lightly.

"Inaudible ——!"

"Huh?" Beitangxiu frowned.

"I, Ji Chunyang, said I can't hear it, I just can't hear it, you still want to sing so quietly...... Ouch ouch stop stop! Spirited, very spirited! You're my big brother, you can keep your voice down if you want......"

Beitangxiu withdrew his hand and looked at Ji Chunyang holding his wrist and babbling, with a cold expression.

"Beitangxiu, you are such a dog, you can't understand how painful it is after a person who is afraid of pain dislocates!" Ji Chunyang emotionally applied for comfort and sympathy.

"Heh," Beitang Xiu clenched the microphone, "The joys and sorrows of people are not connected, I just think ......"

Hearing him reciting the classic sentences of the supreme god in the literary world, Ji Chunyang suddenly wilted, "Damn, you think I'm noisy?" ”

"No, I just think you're so."

“？？？”

Xiao Chunyang, do you have a lot of question marks?

……

"Tuner OK?"

"Stereo! Music! ”

"Ready? ...... with me."

"Idiot, I'm singing hooks, and it's all your solo in front of me."

"Oooh oh...... What! Stop, stop, do it all over again! ”

The scene was chaotic, with a huge black figure burning in the background of a terrible rainstorm, the wings of a passenger plane were broken, and most of the cabin was torn apart, revealing a dusty economy cabin inside.

Ji Chunyang pulled the microphone, his qi line was wrapped around his arm, and he sang the hoarse rap part affectionately.

Beitang Xiu squeezed the microphone tightly, and actively fought back in the out of tune over and over again and Ji Chunyang's ridicule, and gradually found his senses......

I don't know how long later.

"Click-la-la-——!"

There was a sound of shattering in the sky, and as the vast filth burned to the ground, an illusion finally came to an end.

"Brother Ji! Mission accomplished, it's almost ......"

"Excellent! I saw it, the illusion is about to crack, everyone listen to the order, and record it one last time! ”

"Yes——!" The voices of the people who successfully completed the task of exterminating the filth were passionate and powerful, and their answers were uniform.

"Boom ——!" Ji Chunyang snapped his fingers, and a huge pillar of fire suddenly rose around the stage, "Get up!! ”

The photographer pulled the lens back, the plane was far away, and the two closed their eyes to the microphone for the last time:

"Broadcast notification of flight departure leaves an echo"

"Hug Freeman again before you go"

“……”

"Show! ——”

"Unreachable calls, starry nights"

"Sing softly with me, even if you're in economy class"

“……”

"Unreachable calls, starry nights"

"Seeing the mountains outside the mountain, although sitting in economy class"

"Unreachable calls, lost signal on the clouds"

"Be a human being even though you're in economy class"

She said......"

"Can't get through ......"

……

Whew-

Whew-

Can't remember when the illusion shattered.

I don't remember how amused the shocked eyes of the travelers in the distance were.

I only remember that when the rainstorm hugged again, and when I spit out the last word from the microphone, the feeling that the blood was boiling all over my body, like stepping on the battlefield in a dream.

"Bang Bang Bang ——!"

The applause was thunderous, and for a moment the loud sound of pouring like a waterfall turbulent vibrated the eardrums, and this was the second sound that appeared in the roar of the torrential rain after the music had stopped.

No one was surprised when they appeared, as they appeared in the boarding aisle behind the window marked No Passage......

Everyone applauded desperately, as if they were seeing off the strong men, thanking them for the wonderful gift they had sent to this doomed night;

and his eyes showed regret......

for what will greet them next,

will be the security personnel of the airport.

"Heroes ——!!!"

"Let's go! - Good !! ”