After the song ended, Fang Juexia raised his head and saw that many of his fans were crying below the stage.
"Don't be sad." He held the guitar. "You are all the cutest little shops."
After that, Fang Juexia stood up and threw the guitar pick in his hand. "This is for you."
There was a scream from the audience. Fang Juexia, who had already turned his head and walked to the center of the stage, stopped and turned his head. "Be careful."
Even more fans wanted to hear him speak more, because he rarely spoke. "Crosstalk! Talk! "
But Fang Juexia, who heard everyone's cheers, just smiled embarrassedly. "Today's speaking quota has been used up. I can't do business."
"Hahahaha!"
"I'm going down to change my clothes." Zhui Guang had been in front of Fang Juexia, guiding him to the elevator. "You can watch the video for a while. Wait for us."
"Okay!!"
The elevator carried him down slowly, and new behind-the-scenes footage appeared on the big screen. It was the scene of them making a song together.
"What do you think of this beat?" He Ziyan sat in front of the console, playing the electronic keyboard.
Pei Tingsong swayed to the beat. "Great."
"How about this drum?"
"This drum is a bit …"
Fang Juexia, who was nestled on the sofa, raised his hand and hummed a melody with the beat. As he sang, he directly closed the chorus. "Dadadadala … listen to my song to break the array."
Hearing this line, the audience instantly boiled over. After the screams, everyone crazily shouted the name of Zhan Ge 2.0.
"Break the array! Break the array! Break the array! Break the array … "
In the video, He Ziyan, who finished the drop part, finally stood up, walked to the sofa, and collapsed between Fang Juexia and Pei Tingsong. He turned on the lock screen of his phone and checked the time for the camera.
"5: 30 in the morning, finally done."
Pei Tingsong looked up at the ceiling and mumbled a few words. He Ziyan tilted his knee and nudged Fang Juexia. Fang Juexia's eyes were closed. He was still humming a melody, but when he was interrupted, he said, "It's nothing. He's just so sleepy that he's speaking Spanish."
The camera shook and suddenly faced the ceiling, but their voices were still there.
He Ziyan asked, "Is the rap version of 'Breaking the Formation' very hot?"
"I want to hear it," Fang Juexia said.
Finally, it ended with Pei Tingsong's sigh.
Many beams of red light appeared on the darkened stage, hanging from the edge of the stage from top to bottom. The fans knew that the performance was about to begin and were extremely excited. A white ceiling light appeared in the middle of the stage, illuminating the red drum in the middle. Pei Tingsong appeared in front of everyone from the back, dressed in red and holding a drumstick with a long red ribbon.
"Dong —"
He struck the first bell. The sound of the drum echoed in the huge stadium, full of vigor.
The second bell, a new circle of lights lit up on the stage. More than a hundred dancers appeared on the stage, all wearing armor and holding shields. They gathered in a square formation and raised their shields. Looking down from above, it was a word that was pieced together: "Breaking the Formation".
The last bell, the sound of the drumstick.
The opening of Ling Yi's Peking Opera suddenly appeared. "Suddenly, the sound of the golden drum and the painted horns shook, awakening my ambition to break the Heavenly Gate."
Pei Tingsong turned around, wearing a devil mask on his face.
"Foreign Clown Wang is nothing. I can block a million soldiers with one sword!"
He walked out from the drum step by step, and the soldiers also spread out to the sides. Finally, five other red-clothed youths appeared at the center of the stage, each of them wearing a yaksha mask.
The music started, and the hundred dancers' formation was like a real battlefield. Coupled with the sound of swords and the yellow sand battlefield created by projection technology, the six of them danced in the formation, breaking through the encirclement and killing their way out of the blood formation.
This was the most magnificent scene of "Breaking the Formation".
"Don't ask about the future, listen to my song Breaking the Formation!"
When the drop appeared, the lights in the stadium turned Klein blue. In the strong rhythm of the electronic music, the adrenaline of the fans soared. It was another outdoor disco dance.
The solo part was the same as the previous BMA dance of six people, but this time there was a new arrangement. No one was holding a sword in their hand. Everyone was performing a sword dance inside the formation. The dancers outside the formation were also performing a group dance. The scene was shocking.
The choreography of the last chorus was also changed, continuing the sword dance until Fang Juexia sang the last line of the song.
"My road is no road, and I'll let you ambush me."
The six of them sheathed their swords and took off their masks. They looked up and smiled.
The whole stadium shouted their names, as if they were really welcoming the triumphant return of the young heroes.
After the performance, they chatted with their fans in their new clothes. "Isn't the stage super cool this time?"
"Yes!"
Lu Yuan turned to the dancers and extended his hand. "Let us first thank our dancers! Thank you for your hard work! "
The six of them turned to the dancers and bowed deeply.
The 100 dancers also bowed to them and left the stage with smiles.
"It's really very hard on them, wearing thick costumes in such hot weather." Jiang Miao held the microphone. "If it weren't for them, this stage wouldn't have such a good effect."
Ling Yi nodded and fanned himself by his collar. "It's really super hot."
The fans below the stage started to tease them again. "Take off your clothes! Take off your clothes! "
"You said it." He Ziyan deliberately teased them. "Then we'll take it off."
Lu Yuan pretended to grab his hand and stop him. "Brother, Huo Ge, don't do this, it's not good."
Pei Tingsong snorted. "Let him take it off."
"Okay, I'll take it off." He Ziyan took off his clothes without hesitation. The fans' screams stopped before they could reach the top and turned into boos.
Because he was wearing a blue short-sleeved shirt and denim shorts under his Han Chinese costume.
"Liar!"
"I didn't lie to you." He Ziyan said, "You just told us to take off our clothes, but you didn't say what we had to look like after taking them off."
"This is called a trick."
"We're fighting a battle of wits with Domino every day."
Fang Juexia also took off his clothes and put them on the ground. He also rolled up everyone's clothes and put them aside.
They chatted for a while and sat on the stage to sing a few lyrical songs from the album. The atmosphere gradually relaxed. The last song was "Swim Across the Sea." The live projection technology wrapped the whole stage in blue, as if they were in a cube made of condensed seawater, playing the guitar and singing.
Photos and videos of their childhood suddenly appeared on the big screen. They were all very cute children. The production team also considerately marked their names and ages. Every time a cute child appeared, the fans would scream.
"Swim across the sea, we'll become better children."
After singing the last line, the projected seawater dissipated. There was only half an hour left before the end.
"We're going to start the lucky draw. We'll grab a lucky fan to interact with on stage."
As soon as Jiang Miao finished speaking, the audience burst into the loudest screams.
"Wow, another game to test one's luck."
Fang Juexia suddenly joked, "Then Xiao Pei doesn't have to participate."
"Hahahahaha!"
Pei Tingsong tilted his head and looked at him with a smile. "If you say that, then I have to participate." After saying that, he walked towards the stage. Ling Yi and Lu Yuan couldn't stop him. Fang Juexia was a little surprised. "You're really going to go down?"
"Of course." Pei Tingsong walked down and was escorted by several bodyguards to the fans' seats, causing a burst of screams. "I'm going to be the lucky one today." After saying that, he instructed the lighting technician, "Don't chase the light for me. Let me be an ordinary audience member."
"Pei Tingsong is so silly every day." Ling Yi complained.
"Hahahaha!"
Fang Juexia looked at Jiang Miao, but the captain said, "It's okay, the bodyguards are following him." After saying that, Jiang Miao started the process. "We were going to choose one lucky fan, but now that Xiao Pei is going down, we'll choose two to increase his chances of winning."
"Who's going to be the first to draw?"
Lu Yuan raised her hand. "I'll do it."
Thus, the cameraman's camera began to sweep across the audience. The faces of their fans flashed across the big screen. Lu Yuan covered her eyes with her hands and stood on stage.
"You can stop now, Teacher Yuan."
"No, I want to wait a little longer. I keep feeling that the camera will pick up Pei Tingsong. Cameraman, when you pick up Pei Tingsong, run away quickly, okay?"
"Hahahahaha!"
When she felt that it was about time, Lu Yuan finally stopped the cameraman. "Stop!"
The audience screamed. On the big screen was a little boy waving a kaleidoscope.
"Wow, it's a little kid!" Ling Yi smiled happily. "He's so cute."
Jiang Miao said considerately, "Mom can come up with you. It's okay."
Unexpectedly, the little boy refused to let his mother follow him. He walked out alone like a little adult. Every fan he passed by smiled at him and touched his head. The little boy walked to the edge of the stage and wanted to climb up by himself. However, he was too small and couldn't even touch the edge of the stage. In the end, Lu Yuan went over and carried him up.
"Here comes our little lucky boy." Lu Yuan put him down on the ground. Everyone squatted down to talk to him.
"What's your name?" Ling Yi then put the microphone to his mouth.
The little boy had a blue "K" sticker on his face. He pinched the index finger of his right hand with his left hand and said in a childish voice, "My name is Qiqi." After that, he added his age. "I'm five years old this year."
He Ziyan imitated his voice. "I'm 25 years old this year."
Jiang Miao joked, "I have to call you Uncle."
She didn't expect Qiqi to really call him Uncle.
"You're better at making jokes than I am." Fang Juexia laughed.
Ling Yi patted his head. "Are you our little fan?"
Qiqi nodded. "My mother is the same, and so is my sister."
Lu Yuan sat on the ground. The staff came up from the side of the stage and handed him a piece of Klein blue paper and a pen.
"Qiqi, Big Brother wants to ask you a question." Lu Yuan said, "Have you ever thought about what kind of person you will become when you grow up?"
Qiqi made a long sound of acknowledgment. He was so cute that the whole audience laughed.
He Ziyan said, "It means that he's thinking about it now."
"Hahahaha."
"I think, I think …" Qiqi opened her mouth, but then she hesitated. Fang Juexia thought he was cute, so he smiled and encouraged him. "It's okay, you can say whatever you want."
Qiqi stretched out his hand and gestured to the sky. "The kind that can fly in the sky and pilot a plane …"
"Oh." Ling Yi understood. "A pilot."
"Yes." Qiqi nodded.
"So cool." He Ziyan gave him a thumbs up. "You're the coolest kid here."
At this moment, Lu Yuan handed him a piece of paper and showed it to the fans through the camera. "Qiqi, look, let's make a promise. Big Brother will write a sentence for you — Qiqi will become a pilot in the future."
Qiqi nodded. "Yes."
"Can you write your name at the bottom?"
With Lu Yuan's encouragement, the child wrote her name on the piece of paper seriously, stroke by stroke. Finally, he folded the piece of paper into a paper airplane and gave it to Qiqi.
"You will definitely become the person you want to be in the future, so keep it up."
With their promise, Qiqi returned to his mother's side.
Kaledo waved at him from the stage.
"Okay, is it time for our second lucky audience member?"
"We still haven't found this person yet."
"Hahahahaha!"
Jiang Miao looked at Fang Juexia. "Let Juexia do it this time."
Fang Juexia nodded obediently. He stood in the middle of them and covered his eyes. When he heard everyone say "start," he silently counted to ten seconds in his heart.
The fans seemed to be screaming and making all kinds of noises, but he was not disturbed. He calmly counted.
… Three, two, one.
"Stop."
Even the usually calm Fang Juexia couldn't wait to see the lucky fan he had chosen. But when he opened his eyes and looked at the big screen …
He froze.
The person who appeared on the screen was his grandfather.
No one had told him this in advance. Fang Juexia even thought that this was just a recording, but his grandfather's background was indeed the concert venue.
He turned around blankly and looked below the stage. He looked at the sea of blue lights and tried to search for that figure.
A beam of light fell and hit the person he was looking for. His vision was not clear and he couldn't see clearly. Everything was so hazy that it felt like a dream.
The other members took the microphone and said, "Let's invite our lucky fan to come on stage."
Under the beam of light, Pei Tingsong helped his grandfather out of the audience and walked towards the stage. Then, from the long stage, they walked step by step towards Fang Juexia.
Their figures became clearer and clearer, but Fang Juexia's vision was blurred.
When his grandfather really came in front of him, his tears finally fell.
Fang Juexia didn't want to cry at all, especially in front of his grandfather. He wished so much that he was a strong child in front of his grandfather. He wished that he could shoulder everything alone and fulfill the dream that he had promised.
He didn't want to disappoint him.
His grandfather took the microphone from Pei Tingsong. His face was still as serious as it was many years ago. He looked at Fang Juexia standing in front of him, choking with sobs and unable to say a word. So he spoke first. "Shouldn't you be asking me if I've thought about what kind of person I'll become?"
Fang Juexia, who was still in shock, was stunned by the question. He saw Pei Tingsong standing next to his grandfather and smiling at him, so he nodded and asked the same question that Lu Yuan had asked the child, "You … What kind of person will you become?"
"Twenty-four years ago, the most outstanding child in the world was born." His grandfather looked at him with an imperceptible gentleness in his eyes. "I will name him Juexia. I will become his grandfather. "
Tears gushed out again. Fang Juexia's hand that was holding the microphone dropped. He lowered his head and his shoulders trembled. All the fans in the stadium were shouting his name and crying with him.
Fang Juexia was a person who rarely dreamed, at least not like this. He never thought that he would one day have a concert that belonged to them, and he never thought that his grandfather would one day appear at his concert.
"I'm not very good with words. I know you're the same." His grandfather patted Fang Juexia's shoulder. "There are some things that I've wanted to say for a long time, but it's hard to say."
He cared about this child more than anyone else, but he could only watch his TV show alone in the empty old house. He was worried that he would fall on stage, but he always used the harshest words to make him give up on his unattainable dream. He was afraid that he would suffer, but he couldn't make a phone call.
But when this child was born, he was the happiest one.
Finally, he hugged the crying Fang Juexia in his arms.
"Juexia, you've always been Grandpa's pride. You always will be."
Mrs. Fang, who was sitting in the audience, also shed tears. This once broken family was finally restored little by little through love and dreams. They were slowly regaining what they had lost.
The other members also greeted Grandpa one by one. The staff brought a chair for Grandpa, and they surrounded him as they finished singing 'Last Summer'.
The summer of birth, the summer of dreams, the summer of debut, the summer of reunion and release, and now the summer of reunion.
Every one of them was worth remembering.
"Grandpa, be careful." Ling Yi took Pei Tingsong's seat and sweetly helped him off the stage.
Grandpa turned around and waved at them. "Come over for dinner. Let's eat together."
"Okay."
Time passed, and there were only six minutes left of the concert.
"Time passed so quickly." Jiang Miao looked at the time. "It seems like it just started, but it's almost over."
"Don't end it!!" The fans in the audience shouted.
"It's okay." Jiang Miao smiled. "We still have one more song."
Six huge glowing 'clouds' were pushed onto the stage by the staff. The members of Kaledo stood on them one by one, as if they were standing on a snow-white cloud.
"For the last song, we've changed some of the lyrics. We'd like everyone to sing with us."
"What song do you think it is?"
The fans shouted, and the names of several songs were mixed together.
"Juexia, give them a hint."
Fang Juexia, who received the signal, picked up the microphone and sang, "You are my …"
The fans immediately guessed the correct answer. "Daydream!!!!"
"That's right! The last song is' Daydream '! "
Pei Tingsong said, holding the microphone. "We're all growing, but growing doesn't mean that we've lost the right to dream. Even if it's a daydream that many people don't care about, we won't know what it feels like until we try it. "
"So let's do our own daydream together today."
The lyrics appeared on the stage in the form of a projection. They were lines of handwritten words.
In the glowing clouds, they were hoisted up into the sky above the stadium, passing over the heads of many fans. Fang Juexia was afraid of heights, so he was hoisted much lower than the other members.
This lively song was especially suitable for a chorus. In the song, many cloud balloons appeared in the sky above the venue. They were huge in size and were placed next to each other. Soon, the night sky above the venue was covered by the daytime clouds.
The scene was so beautiful that everyone couldn't help but look up at the gathering clouds.
"I know something will fall from the sky, like a summer shower."
The moment he sang this line, there was an explosion in the sky, and all the cloud balloons burst. In an instant, a rain of blue pieces of paper fell from the sky, fluttering in the wind like thousands of butterflies, filling the entire stadium and the hearts of every fan.
There had never been a moment as beautiful as this.
It was as if this was really a daytime dream.
They stopped singing and said into the microphone, "Now, each of you has a piece of blue paper with the word 'k' printed on it. The kaleidoscope support light in your hands can be turned on. There's a pen inside."
"Take it out. Let's write our own daydream together."
"What kind of people will we be in ten years?"
"What kind of life will we live?"
As his teammates spoke, Fang Juexia gently harmonized with them, but the lyrics had changed from "You are daydream" to "It's timedaydream."
The fans in the audience bowed their heads. Under their encouragement, they wrote down their own daydreams about life, about themselves, and about the future ten years later.
Everyone who was hoisted in the air also wrote down their expectations for ten years later.
"I'm done." Ling Yi raised her hand. "Who else is done? Light up your light and let me see."
The stars lit up one by one.
Pei Tingsong asked, "Do you know how to fold a paper airplane?"
The whole audience said in unison, "Yes!!!"
"Okay. Then let's fold a paper airplane together. Then we'll shout three, two, one, and you'll fly the paper airplane with your own daydreams onto the stage, okay? "
After agreeing, they began to fold the paper airplane. Fang Juexia also bowed his head and carefully folded his own piece of blue paper. He only wrote a line about the future.
[I still love Kaleido. I still love Pei Tingsong.]
What he didn't know was that on another cloud, his lover had unconsciously made the same decision. Her scribbled English handwriting was a sincere future.
[forever k， forever fjx.]
The suspended cloud moved towards the stage bit by bit and landed. The six of them returned to the stage. He Ziyan picked up the microphone. "Raise the paper airplane in your hands and let us see!"
The stage lights spread to the audience. Fang Juexia looked from afar. One by one, they raised their hands high, holding their dreams in their hands.
"Very good." Jiang Miao also raised her hand and showed her work. "Then we'll start the countdown. Ready —"
"Three —"
"Two —"
"One!"
At the last second, Fang Juexia saw a sky full of paper airplanes flying towards them. Beams of light penetrated the structure of the dust, carrying their daydreams. It was as if they were drawing arcs of light in the night sky.
Their dreams were the stage.
Everyone's dreams flew to their stage.
"It's so beautiful." Seeing this scene, Ling Yi couldn't help but cry.
"Hey, why are you crying again?" Lu Yuan laughed.
"I just feel like crying." He squatted down and picked up a pile of paper airplanes. "We have so many daydreams. We're so rich."
"That's a very good sentence." Pei Tingsong praised him for the first time.
"I told you I could study philosophy!"
Jiang Miao smiled. "Thank you for writing down your dreams for the future. I hope you'll always remember what you wrote on the paper."
"We have a small activity at the end." He Ziyan couldn't help but complain. "We really did a lot of girly things."
"Hahahahaha!"
The staff gave them six kaleidoscopes like the ones below the stage.
"Actually, we specially asked someone to design this. There's a small program inside." Jiang Miao pointed to a small raised button on the kaleidoscopes and explained, "Do you see this switch? It's useless to press it alone. "
Fang Juexia nodded. "There are a total of fifteen thousand spectators here. Including the few of us, that's fifteen thousand and six kaleidoscopes. If we press them together, something special will happen."
"So now we're sure no one will run away." Pei Tingsong laughed. "If you see an ownerless kaleidoscope, please help to press it."
"Hahahahaha!"
"Are you ready?"
A countdown appeared on the big screen. Everyone below the stage shouted together until it reached zero.
"Press!"
Suddenly, a huge kaleidoscope projection appeared in the sky. Magnificent colors wove a dreamy shape in the night sky. It was gorgeous, like thousands of overlapping flowers, or like layers of intertwined butterfly wings.
"It's so beautiful."
Everyone looked up at the beautiful kaleidoscope and marveled at its beauty.
Fang Juexia said, "Remember, every one of you is important."
He repeated, "Tell yourself, you're important."
Under the magnificent kaleidoscope, everything was coming to an end.
"Finally, I want to thank everyone for coming to our concert." He Ziyan's expression was gentle. "Actually, we were very nervous and prepared a lot. I hope you're not disappointed."
"No!"
"That's good." Ling Yi sniffled and wiped away her tears. "Why is it ending so soon?"
Yes. Fang Juexia looked at the kaleidoscope dream.
It's ending so soon.
"Don't forget that the theme of our tour is ego." Pei Tingsong smiled and said, "Ego represents the self. Maybe it's not something we rely on to survive, but it's the core that separates us from others. Maybe you've found it now and understood its existence, or maybe you haven't. But it doesn't matter, because you'll find it one day."
"When you meet your ego, please protect it, because it's protecting the purest and most authentic you."
"So —" He walked to Fang Juexia and stood in a row with the other teammates. The six of them stood side by side. "When we're done, don't say goodbye. We have to solemnly introduce ourselves to each other."
Fang Juexia nodded. "This is an advance for the self-introduction ten years later."
Lu Yuan smiled and said, "I hope that when we meet again ten years later, we can say the same thing to each other."
A line of words appeared on the big screen. Jiang Miao pointed at it. "This time, you guys go first, okay?"
Tens of thousands of fans shouted in unison one last time according to the words on the screen. It was not a farewell, but a self-introduction. Their voices were like the waves on a summer night in June, with shocking vitality and surging vitality.
It was love, it was dreams, it was passion that would never fade.
"Hello, we are Domino! We are us! "
The six big boys stood in front of them. "Three, two, one …"
They made the k sign in unison, their sweaty faces smiling and shining under the lights.
Just like the first time, and just like every time.
"Hello, everyone, we are Kaleido!"
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