The drum beats were dense like raindrops, and they appeared in such a shocking appearance. At the same time, the bass, guitar and keyboardist, and the thunderstorm-like power surged.

Kill! Angry! Teng! Teng! Teng!

The impact caused all the audience, including the judges, to be confused.

Mu Xiangxiang rode on Qiao Nan's shoulder and stared at the middle of the stage. A few minutes ago, she was full of concern for the cruel game that her brother was about to face. The worry that dozens of seconds ago was transformed into pride and pride by the other party's final confident appearance. However, the emergence of that kind of pride came purely from the unconditional emotional support of her family. Unlike now, she was truly amazed by the scene she had never expected.

What does your younger brother look like?

After living in his childhood for more than ten years, Mu Xiangyao could not be impressed by the impression that this rebellious boy also had a different expression of bad temper in private. He was sometimes irritable, sometimes happy, sometimes silent, and sometimes conceited to ignore everything around him. However, outside the hard armor of the hedgehog, as a child who grew up in Zimu's family, Mu Xiangyao can always tacitly feel his subtle weakness and inferiority complex buried deep under violence. He was just a little more immature and did not choose to disguise himself as if nothing had happened like Mu Xiangyao. He chose a more extreme and less likely to be exposed, making himself look fearless.

But illusions are just illusions after all. No matter how realistic they are, they will always reveal loopholes inadvertently.

He has never been able to be as flawless as he is now.

The young man in the middle of the stage was wearing his loose and half-old black vest, with only simple combat boots and jeans under his head. His style was so simple that it was incompatible with the ubiquitous occasion of the music festival. His thin body reflected a dazzling light under the spotlight!

His slender fingers flexibly moved, his handsome face drooped slightly, his high nose bridge and short gray hair hanging down his forehead became the most unsightly view on the stage.

His guitar, his teammates, his stage, his music.

He really found a way to make himself strong and confident.

The music came so suddenly and vigorously, and the audience below the stage was in a state of being unable to come back to their senses in the next prelude. The bursting melody was like a hurricane, whistling with an irresistible force, and then suddenly stopped after a crazier rage.

The gray-haired lead singer's slender fingers left the piano surface, held the microphone, withdrew the guitar in front of him, and glanced at him and swept across the audience expressionlessly.

The whispers of the audience echoing in the venue before the opening had long disappeared, and everyone's breathing was accompanied by this pause and suffocated for a moment.

Until the lead singer's silky voice actually flows out of the sound.

At the same time, music that had disappeared several beats came again.

The heart in the chest was beating faster and faster. Mu Xiangyan couldn't help but hold Qiao Nan tightly in her unreasonable excitement. The audience who came from behind and behind for various different bands, who always expressed disdain during the performances of several participating bands were as quiet as she could hardly hear any sounds other than music in her ears. The situation on the scene seemed to be in an awkward cold scene.

Until the long silence, the first audience member came to his senses and a fierce look burst out in his eyes.

Then the second, the third, the fourth...number...

I don’t know who took the lead, but the crowd began to stir, people started to jump and some scream.

Countless souls floated out of the deep sea. They hugged to the fence closest to the stage, raised their arms, and let themselves become manic in the lead singer's layers of singing.

But Mu Song seemed to be completely immersed in his own world. Faced with such crazy feedback from the audience, he stood in front of the microphone, his expression still cold and unmoved. The singing became faster and faster with the melody of the bass, as if the roller coaster from the starting point was climbing the peak bit by bit, until finally, pouring in at the same time as a blasting drum sound.

The low sang suddenly turned into a hoarse roar. The murderous young gray-haired lead singer instantly became unstoppable. Under the intense performance, sweat quietly slipped out of his hairline, wetting his fluffy short hair and spreading his tight texture.

The hoarse singing, the psychedelic lights, and the muscle lines exposed by the swaying loose vests ignited the most intense flames.

The audience, the stage, everything is firmly controlled by his invincible heat.

The whole world came alive - the audience was like crazy. Under the intense emotions, some people even waved the flags and banners they brought with them related to other bands. The originally lazy photographers and media in the venue also jumped up, carrying heavy tools and began to shuttle through the periphery. The backcourt resounded with the sharp roar of the stage guide, everything was so incredible.

Mu Xiangxiang had never been exposed to music or rock. When he arrived at this music festival, he could not understand why these visitors on the scene could be so enthusiastic about a song.

But at this moment, when she sat on Qiao Nan's shoulder and saw her brother jumping and roaring on the stage with a guitar in her arms, she suddenly understood the feeling of boiling blood.

The freedom that was about to emerge seemed to be winged by the melody on the back, and the surging power penetrated into every pore. Cowardice, restraint, depression, pain all disappeared. As restrained as she was, she couldn't help but imagine that she would be swaying with the rhythm like her arrogant peers on the side.

After shaking a little bigger, Qiao Nan immediately grabbed her arm: "Be careful!!!"

"Qiao Nan!!!"

"Qiao Nan!!!"

"Qiao Nan!!!"

Mu Xiangxiang's nerves were as tense as a thin line in the violent music, and his muscles all over his body trembled, and he needed to be vented urgently.

It was too noisy around, and Mu Xiang thought about it. Qiao Nan was a little helpless and nervous when she heard her name call her. The crowd around him showed signs of losing his mind under the influence of Mu Song's music. He was worried that something would happen accidentally. Qiao Nan looked around and began to evacuate to the edge with the changing crowd. Until he felt that his back was pressed against the wall of the scene, he finally felt relieved, grabbed the hands that were cold because of his excitement, and pulled up his voice: "I'm here!!!!"

The voice was swallowed into the boiling noise as soon as it came out. Mu Xiangyao easily captured his response. Her eyes were still staring at the stage: "I understand!!!"

Qiao Nan: "I understand what!!!"

"Mu Song is not doing his job at all!!!" Mu Xiangxiang put his palm on his face, and lowered his head slightly under the support of the wall behind him. At the same time, Qiao Nan raised his head because of her lack of head and tail, and his two pupils suddenly looked at each other in the faint light.

The music ahead came to an end, the rhythm became faster and faster, the tune became higher and higher, and the roar became more and more intense. The entire scene with the stage as the center was trapped in the ocean of carnival. As if he had taken ecstasy, fanatic and wildness made the entire music festival scene fall into a bizarre way. Mu Xiangxiang stared at the eyes in the scorching air: "...his dream..."

The voice gradually became lighter and disappeared into Qiao Nan's gradually deepening vision.

Mu Song's singing in his ears was almost hoarse, and the next second, the direction of the stage burst out without warning.

Sparks burst out, surrounding the stage. This was the treatment that only the first few famous bands had enjoyed since the opening of the festival. The amazing atmosphere at the scene was finally pushed to the highest point by this sudden stroke.

The whole world was filled with fanatical screams, and the light effect of the light at the top lights was surrounding it faster. It was hard to tell whether it was a dream or a reality here. The big palms holding the back of their hands tighter and tighter.

The melody of "Murderful Intent" seems to incite the soul to tear the body and throw away all the illusions of disguise.

It was hard to say that she was driven by some kind of impulse. Mu Xiangxiang felt the pounding heart in her chest. She suddenly pressed Qiao Nan's cheeks under her palm, and then struggled to put down her waist-

A sweet fragrance of peach came, and then the warm and soft touch on the forehead came up.

Qiao Nan was in a daze and almost had weak legs.

At that moment, the whole world was wrapped in huge bubbles.

At that moment, everything that was noisy in my ears returned to silence.

I forgot how to blink at that moment.

I couldn't remember that I needed to breathe.

The intense music on the stage finally came to an abrupt end after the last shocking knock. The gorgeous fireworks stopped. After the dim lighting effect disappeared in the performance, the scene was silent for a few seconds, and then screamed suddenly.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah

“Encore!Encore!Encore!Encore!”

“liberty—”

Then, under the leadership of whom, the various frenzied shouts at the scene were gradually suppressed by uniform content-

"liberty!liberty!liberty—"

"liberty!liberty!liberty—"

After the performance, the five bands stood up panting and fell into a brief blank space at the boiling cheering and screaming faces. Mu Song was at the top of the crowd. He was sweating profusely, holding the microphone stand in his hand because of his emotions.

There was an indescribable and intense emotion in his heart, but the more he reached this point, he became less and less able to show a clear expression. He raised his head coldly, letting sweat slide down his cheeks and then flowed down his neck to his chest. After a while, he raised his other arm and pulled the vest that had just fallen from his shoulders because of the jumping and shaking.

The muscles of the arm, covered with a thin layer of sweat, suffocating a suffocating curve when they were raised and bent. With this movement, the screams that were already endless under the stage were once again raised to a new level.

Mu Song's sharp eyes swept across the faces full of obsession and frenzy, as if he was about to faint immediately. Yu Guangli could also capture the names of bands on the flags waving in the audience when he was playing just now, such as [Quination] [Black Sky], which occupied the only lounge in the backstage, and the flags of famous bands, who were waving for them at the same time.

My sister's voice sounded in my mind—[You can definitely do whatever you want.]

Mu Song turned his head and met his teammates' gaze that was as if he had fallen into a dream due to the feedback he had not expected. His breathing suddenly slapped, and in his scream that had not yet calmed down, he raised his microphone arrogantly: "liberty!!!"

The confidence and arrogance on the handsome face of the young man was invincible, like a hormone bomb that hit the crowd, reaping life unscrupulously.

"Ah!!!liberty!!!"

As the audience screamed loudly, Qiao Nan leaned against the back wall and raised his head silently at the edge of the venue. The girl who had ended her hard-working bending in her eyes seemed to have broken free from the realm that had just been driven by music. A faint pink appeared on her fair face, and then the powder deepened little by little in his deep and hot sight.

Mu Xiangxiang tried hard to avoid his sight but failed. She felt like she was being burned on a fire. She couldn't tell why she had impulsively done such an inexplicable thing just now... Ahhhhhhh!!!

Qiao Nan's hands were so hot that she struggled twice but failed. She was embarrassed and overwhelmed. She couldn't hold it in for a while and couldn't help but ask Qiao Nan to put herself down.

Unexpectedly, she opened her mouth and before she could speak, the mount that had been quiet under her for a long time began to move first.

His vision became shorter, just like the last time, Qiao Nan pinched her waist and raised her up and placed it on the ground.

Then the next second, before she breathed a sigh of relief, the tall young man squatting on the ground stood up silently, approaching without warning, and an arm crossed over and pressed her between her body and the wall.

He felt the cool temperature of the wall through the fabric on his back. Mu Xiangyan was nervous and looked up at the face with the light coming from the stage. Qiao Nan lowered his eyes expressionlessly, staring at her lips with amber eyes.

After a moment, his thin lips slightly raised and his voice was low: "What were you doing just now?"

His breath was filled with the other person's aggressive smell. Mu Xiang thought that his ears were hot and he tried to remain calm: "...just... luckykiss."

"Swish." The man above snorted, suddenly moved, and pressed closer, and the sound almost sounded to her ears, "Do you understand the rules?"

Suddenly, Mu Xiang was taught this lesson by Yizheng, for some reason: "...ha?"

His body was suddenly tightly held by his other arm.

There were people coming and going around her, and such intimate contact made her shaking uncomfortable: "Let me go."

Qiao Nan didn't move, and said in a dumb voice: "I'm hungry."

It was already dark and the light was dim. The sound of shouting "liberty" gradually subsided with the next team of players coming on stage, and blurred and gorgeous colorful lights came from the stage.

Mu Xiangxiang stared at Qiao Nan's eyes, and his deep amber eyes approached little by little. The high bridge of his nose, which was reflected in a glimmer of light, was almost against the tip of her nose. She swallowed and shrank back: "You are hungry... Then go for a meal. When I came in just now, I seemed to see a pizza restaurant at the parking entrance-"

Before she finished speaking, her chin was suddenly pinched by her fingers. She followed the other party's movements with almost no resistance and raised her head.

Qiao Nan rubbed her nose with a little coquettish smell: "But I don't want to eat pizza."

"I want to eat peaches."

peach……

Feeling the numb touch of the tip of his nose, the scorching breath hit his face. Mu Xiangi didn't react at first, but then he remembered his peach-flavored lipstick, and his mind began to beating wildly: "……………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………

"What can't do not do it."

The hand that was pressing against the other party's chest was firmly grasped by the warm palm. Before the lips were accurately hunted, the last thing left behind was an unreasonable voice in his ears—
Chapter completed!