"It turns out that her name is Qiao Keli," Liu Jingting recalled the panicked girl on the takeoff and said to herself to the three words "Joe Keli", "Joe Keli, chocolate, what a good name."

Thinking of the horror of the girl who was completely trapped in her own world at that time, compared with the two lively mice on the drawings at this time, a wonderful feeling passed by her heart. Of course, it was not the vulgar sigh of the world being too small, but the pleasure of "the world is so big, I actually met again", or the impression left by the thrilling moment that everyone experienced together was too novel.

At that time, Liu Jingting was the one who told stories to comfort the little girl. At that time, Liu Jingting was also the one who was comforted by others when he listened to the stories. The reason why Liu Jingting was able to connect the two was because he had accidentally caught a glimpse of similar pictures when he was telling stories to the girl, but there were too many situations at that time and he was not particularly careful.

Luo Dayou sang affectionately in "What You Look", "Lonely Child, You are the grace of Creator". Looking at this painting, Liu Jingting kept lying around the lyrics in his mind.

Liu Jingting carefully put away the paintings and sorted out other gifts. After he carefully wrote an email to Director Yao, he made a firm request to Editor Yao. If one day "Shuke and Beta" were to adapt a comic, the chief graphic designer must choose the girl named "Joe Keli".

These are one of the few times that Liu Jingting made halfway requests. Of course, the more such requests are, the more they will be valued by the other party.

Editor-in-chief Yao quickly replied to the email and agreed to Liu Jingting's proposal, saying that he would contact the other party soon.

...

At the end of August, the end of summer is still hot, commonly known as the autumn tiger. Liu Jingting wore a red sun hat and a blue schoolbag carrying him, stood in the open airport, looking quietly at the entrance.

After a while, Mihu, wearing a red dress, appeared in sight. Liu Jingting took off his hat and waved it a few times. The girl ran over excitedly.

This is the second time that Liu Jingting and Mi Hu have been doing a plane together. Liu Jingting smiled and said, "I can get a boat trip in ten years, I can get a pillow and sleep in a hundred years, and I can get a plane in one hundred years."

But Mi Hu retorted that they had not even reached a hundred years of level, so how could one hundred and one year come?

The two of them were chatting and laughing to board the plane. Mi Hu walked in front. When he was acting, he accidentally showed a delicate roundness and was seen by Liu Jingting who was walking behind. Liu Jingting, who had two lives, suddenly felt an unprecedented impact.

A wonderful current penetrated the whole body. Liu Jingting was stunned for a moment, bent down slightly, embarrassingly concealing some subtle changes.

This is the first time that Liu Jingting has had such a clear impulse since the two of them have been in contact for so long. This impulse is the most primitive enlightenment for a boy who is in love, but for Liu Jingting, both generations, it also contains a different feeling.

Because of this sudden change, Liu Jingting felt a little uncomfortable when facing Mihu, as if he had done something shameful. Fortunately, he concealed it very well and Mihu didn't notice it.

While waiting for the plane, Liu Jingting quietly fought an ideological struggle and carefully analyzed the root of this change. Finally, he came to a conclusion that it was because the lonely man and widow went to a strange place together, which inspired a certain nerve that was deeply in his heart that was beastly and evil.

However, at this time, in his eyes, Mihu's every move had a different meaning, which made him very angry, as if he was gradually at a disadvantage in this confrontation.

Mi Hu was eating a piece of cake with a little cream on the corner of her mouth. She glanced cutely with her tongue. This ordinary move fell into Liu Jingting's eyes at this time, which was like a naked and naked provocation.

"OK, I have to confess to you," Liu Jingting didn't want this trip to become a torture, so he had to take the initiative to spread the matter. "When I was just passing the security check, I walked behind and saw your dress, I...My one, had some weird feeling."

Mi Hu had just finished a piece of cake and was about to hand over one to Liu Jingting. When he heard his words, he was a little puzzled and asked, "What does it mean for a strange feeling?"

Although he had shown the skill of "Talking Lotus" in front of countless girls, Liu Jingting became a little dull when facing Mihu at this time, and his face was no longer as calm as before. After a while, he whispered: "I saw that you were wearing this dress, for some reason, that is, I think this dress is very attractive."

Mihu seemed to know something, and looked at Liu Jingting with a smile and said, "You mean, you..."

Liu Jingting looked at Mi Hu's expression and knew about what she knew. He quickly interrupted: "Yes, I have some shameful sensations, but this is normal."

Mi Hu suddenly arched her body and laughed. Liu Jingting became more and more unhappy and whispered: "Nothing funny is that I am fifteen years old this year. It is not normal to have these feelings, and it makes sense in science."

Mi Hu smiled harder and held the table in front with his left hand and covered his stomach with his right hand, making his smile tremble.

"Yes, it's me, Liu Jingting, is despicable. You are so beautiful and beautiful. I react to you." After saying this, Liu Jingting immediately noticed that something bad seemed to be infiltrated and quickly added: "In fact, you have a responsibility for this matter. People just said that they were just wearing a red skirt, but they didn't let you wear it like this, so grand."

Mihu, who was laughed at by the words "You are so beautiful and beautiful, I react to you" was already laughing so hard that he could not hear Liu Jingting's complaints.

Liu Jingting looked at Mi Hu for a while, then looked out the window, smiled bitterly, and stopped talking. This wonderful scene continued until the plane landed. The two of them got off the plane and walked out of the airport silently. Mi Hu, who had the opportunity to laugh all the way, had basically returned to normal. However, occasionally looking at Liu Jingting, he could still laugh. When queuing up for rent, Liu Jingting stubbornly said: "Actually, I'm already done, at this time."

"Oh." Mihu responded with his head down, and after a while, he turned to ask Liu Jingting, "Why?"

Liu Jingting, who was depressed all the way, whispered in a low voice: "HIP(Note)!"

Mi Hu was stunned, then kicked Liu Jingting's calf and said, "If you have the ability to be low-level, you can admit it openly. Why hide behind the English letters?"

"Don't everyone do this?"

Mi Hu gave him a blank look, turned around and forward, then realized something, reached out and pulled Liu Jingting to send him forward, and said, "You stand in front."

It was this gift that made Liu Jingting feel relieved. The problem that had been bothering him just now suddenly disappeared without any trace.

Liu Jingting turned around and smiled brightly, saying, "Student Hu Xiaomi, I'm completely ok, thank you."

...

Jianghai Jiuwu Plaza is located in the commercial center of Chengpu New District, connecting to Sifang Pedestrian Street. It covers a vast area and is very prosperous. It is the first choice for enterprises to hold large-scale promotion activities.

At this time, the stage on the north side of the square had been built. Above the stage, a huge electronic screen was hung with four bright red characters: Daohua Band.

The audience was already full of audiences in front of the stage. Liu Jingting and Mi Hu looked at the road signs and finally found their destination.

"The last time I came to Shanghai, I was doing new book signing. I guess you will come here often in the future." Mihu said with a glance around.

"Blade Flower Band!" Liu Jingting saw the four words on the screen at a glance, and thought of the virtual, despicable, inexplicable sword flower.

"Do you know this band?" Mihu asked curiously.

Liu Jingting shook his head, nodded again and said, "The screenwriter who admired me and called you aunt is called Daohua."

"You are the uncle."

As the two were talking, the crowd suddenly became turbulent. They looked at the stage at the same time. A girl wearing a black T-shirt was holding a microphone in her hand and walked coolly to the center of the stage. The girl's T-shirt was printed with "The end of the world is shit, and today has not been finished yet."

"Everyone is welcome to listen to our Daohua concert. I am the lead singer Daohua No. 1." The girl's voice was very crisp, but she actually had a lazy spirit that was extremely inconsistent with her age.

"Daohua No. 1? Do other band members call it a name like Daohua No. 2 Daohua No. 3?" Liu Jingting commented inadvertently, but his heart was already filled with turmoil. Could it be that Daohua is this one?

"Look at the big screen." Mihu pointed at the electronic screen.

Liu Jingting looked up and saw an ugly kitchen knife slashing on a blood-red peony. It looked terrifying, but it seemed to have a profound artistic conception.

"Next, please invite our drummer - Daohua Dalang!" Daohua No. 1 began to introduce other members of the band one by one.

"Look, they are not as creative as you." Mihu teased.

The keyboard player who appeared in the Daohua Band was called Daohua, the bassist Prime Minister Daohua, and the guitarist Daohua finger.

Liu Jingting smiled without saying a word, and looked at Daohua No. 1 on the stage with interesting interest. Mi Hu looked at his expression, his face looked a little bad, so he kicked him and said, "It's too rude to look so unscrupulous in front of me, right?"

Liu Jingting said: "I don't care whether my shadow is right or not. This No. 1, Daohua, pretended to be a vulgar uncle, but I didn't expect that it would be like this."

"So you're curious?"

"yes."

Mi Hu snorted, and Liu Jingting said, "Don't be jealous. She has a master. Even if she has no master, it has nothing to do with me. I just want to know how a 15 or 16-year-old girl pretends to have so many messy things in her mind."

"Are you just a fifteen-year-old boy? Are there any things in your mind clean?" Mihu said sarcastically.

Liu Jingting glanced at Mi Hu and smiled and said, "You won't make up for my uncleanness, right?"

After saying that, he was hit again.

"Have you heard of Daohua before?"

Just as Liu Jingting was talking to Mi Hu, a handsome boy in fashion and dressed in a handsome manner asked politely.

Liu Jingting and Mi Hu were stunned and confessed and shook their heads.

"Oh, you didn't come here because of your reputation, but just passing by?" The handsome boy continued.

"It can be said that he was invited." Mi Hu continued, and Liu Jingting glanced at her and smiled meaningfully.

The handsome boy's eyes lit up, he nodded and said, "I am a loyal fan of Daohua. They are very famous online. Have you ever heard of "The Chosen"?"

"Did they sing "The Selected"?" Mihu said in surprise.

The boy said proudly: "It is their representative work. It has now entered the top ten online songs. It should be the top five at the end of this week."

"I have heard this song, it sounds very nice, especially the lyrics, and it is very well written." Mihu praised.

"Well, the lyrics were written by Daohua No. 1."

"Our concert is about to begin. Please close your eyes and count down with us!"

"Ten, nine, eight, seven, six...three, two, one!"

"Bangbangbangbangbang...bang!" With a smooth and rhythmic drum sound, the concert officially began.

"When she is just a little girl, she longs for the world every day..."

Amid the heavy drums and high bass, a clear and ethereal sound broke out like a sharp sword, turning into a colorful butterfly, flying above the square, and flying into the audience's ears.

"Hello, in the black night sky, the girl closed her desperate eyes again and escaped the world with fantasy. The waves shattered shells, and dark clouds covered the stars..."

"She is the chosen child of God, destined to be alone for this life. The devil waves his arms, and heaven is only in his sleep..."

The song was filled with deep sadness, but the girl singer sang so unyieldingly and angry, as if she was telling herself, as if she was scolding her.

The handsome boy beside Liu Jingting was extremely devoted to listening and sang with the singer accurately. Mihu could keep up with the rhythm, waving his head and singing softly.

Even though Liu Jingting is a strict text lover, in his concept, the melody of a song is still more important than the lyrics. Of course, the most perfect song is that the lyrics can be combined with the melody.

In this regard, this song "The Chosen" can be unsatisfied with the representative works of many well-known musicians.

When the song started for the second time, Liu Jingting was able to keep up with the chorus. This was the second factor in his judging whether a song was good or bad, that is, how many impressions he could leave after listening to it.

Daohua No. 1 stood motionless in the center of the stage, holding the microphone on the bracket in his hand, his head lowered slightly, looking quite like the typhoon aura of Queen Faye Wong. It is so lonely, stubborn, and unyielding. It is nothing to do with me.

After singing "The Choice of Heaven", there was warm applause on the spot, and the handsome boy next to Liu Jingting shot very hard.

Daohua No. 1 bowed slightly, then glanced at the scene and said, "After singing the Gods Choice, I originally wanted to sing the second song immediately, but..." Daohua No. 1 turned around and looked at the big screen. Four words "Mysterious Guest" appeared on the screen. Next to the big text was a figure with a question on his face. Daohua No. 1 continued, "But our mysterious guest has arrived at the scene. He wants to bring you a nice song, so I will give the stage to our guest first and invite our mysterious guest."

As Daohua No. 1 said, he took the microphone and got off the stage and walked straight towards Liu Jingting.

Liu Jingting and Mi Hu stared at each other for a moment, then stared at No. 1 in a blink of an eye and asked, "Are you teasing me, right?"
To be continued...