The Best Actor in the Vase of Meiyu

Chapter 132 Fireworks Blossoms
Thumb thump, thump thump——

Bang bang, bang bang.

The keyboard cuts in and the drum beats converge, light and cheerful, making people want to jump to the rhythm of the melody involuntarily, like a waterfall of sunshine pouring down.

Snap, snap.

Then the guitar and bass joined in, and not only that, but Daniel and Tom jumped up and down, using their bodies to feel the rhythm and rhythm of the notes.

At a glance, you can see that the four young people are looking at each other. There is no tension, no anxiety, no worry, no restraint. They put down their baggage temporarily and are completely immersed in the melody. Their hearts collide with the notes and create sparks.

The simple melody and cheerful drum beats made the audience feel the lightness and joy of the notes without any difficulty, and they could not help but be immersed in it.

A smile crept up the corner of his mouth.

Anson, with his hands jumping on the black and white keys, leaned forward slightly and approached the microphone.

Beep!
The unprofessional microphone made a harsh sound, so much so that Anson's facial features completely wrinkled, but he did not panic, and a smile bloomed at the corner of his mouth.

"I like her dressing style, which is different from the 'fashionable' girls." (Note 1)

Jump, rhythm.

Anson's pronunciation is very clean, and he even deliberately makes the syllables short. In this way, every pronunciation can collide with the notes, and the singing fits the rhythm, further enhancing the sense of release of punk.

quick. Jump. bomb.

It's as if you can feel the syllables bouncing on your teeth, jumping in your heart.

"I like that she keeps her colors, I think she has her own beauty."

Bang bang, bang bang.

After a pause, Anson's slender fingers paused on the black and white keys, and he raised his head to look at his bandmates. The four of them looked at each other, and the excitement and excitement in their eyes shone faintly.

It's like the rays of light falling on the Caribbean Sea.

Michael, still the same Michael——

The retro pot lid, nerdy appearance, and colorful rainbow candies sprinkled on the black and white piano keys make him look like a teenager who has not grown up yet.

But Michael is no longer that Michael. When he sits behind the keyboard and when he starts singing, a light emanates from his whole body, and you can't take your eyes away at all.

state!
Michael's hands fell on the black and white keys, and the Skittles jumped up. He couldn't help but nodded slightly and sang loudly into the microphone.

"She's-so-lovely!
She is so cute! "

Shout as much as you want.

At this moment, Mia appeared.

Riding her electric scooter, with a fluffy afro like a squirrel's tail, no one noticed her silent appearance; her attention was completely on her mustang, and she did not notice Michael who was practicing in the band, music It's also completely background sound.

Mia passed by the garage smoothly and went straight to her car.

Her eyes and heart were all focused on the smog blue Mustang parked in the garage next door. As soon as it came into view, the smile on her lips completely bloomed, and she could not hide or control her joy and happiness.

However, Michael still shouted.

"She's so cute!
She is so cute! "

Picture, a cross.

Michael didn't notice Mia, and Mia didn't notice Michael either. They were in the same space, two worlds, completely unrelated.

However, the melody and singing evolved into background music, naturally accompanying Mia on her stage.

Although Mia didn't notice, it didn't mean that others didn't.

The three girls were sitting on the sofa between the two garages, their bodies sinking heavily into the sponge, staring at Michael with nymphomaniacal expressions and shining eyes——

Can't look away.

The girls couldn't help but open their mouths to the point where drool might drip out, and then they crowded together like moles.

"Oh, God."

"He could fix cars, he could play guitar, he could play piano, he could compose, he could sing, and he read Woolf. He was just so charming."

"I thought it was just me, I honestly thought he was so cute."

"Ahhh!"

The prairie dog screams.

Amidst the loud music, the girls screamed uncontrollably, looking at Michael sitting behind the keyboard, already taking off Michael's clothes with his eyes——

A white T-shirt with the word "creep" written on the left chest. A sky blue shirt with sleeves rolled up to the elbow; paired with light blue jeans and dark blue canvas shoes.

The whole person looks clean and fresh, but traces of oil stains can be seen on the cuffs and jeans. He is not slovenly at all, but has a different kind of charm, which is completely different from the nerdy temperament of Jarhead.

I can't move my eyes away at all.

Those screams did not alert Michael, but they succeeded in alerting Mia.

Mia looked over with confusion, and then noticed Michael who was practicing in the garage.

Michael was singing his heart out.

"She is a beauty and a beauty, but she likes someone else. That's a shame."

"She doesn't know how beautiful she is, but this makes her even more beautiful."

Mia was slightly startled——

Who is singing Michael's lyrics?
At this moment, Michael raised his eyes and inadvertently spotted Mia. Across most of the garage, Michael and Mia exchanged glances, and then you could see a shy smile creeping onto the corners of Michael's mouth.

"you do not know.

you do not know.

You don't know how beautiful you are. "

Mia was stunned, why was Michael watching her and continuing to sing.

Is this just a coincidence?

Is this just her random imagination?

It was all because of the three prairie dog-screaming girls next to her who couldn't stop at all, which gave her an inexplicable thought. It was obvious that Michael's song was sung for those girl fans.

Yes, that's for sure.

"I have no idea.

I do not know.

I don't know how to forget all this. "

boom.

Bang bang bang.

Annie tried to divert her attention, trying to remind herself of the purpose of coming to the garage, but the cheerful melody and passionate drum beat hit her chest hard one after another, and inadvertently, her heartbeat was out of rhythm.

Those melodies, those lyrics, the sound of it all fell perfectly on the heart, causing gentle ripples and completely confusing the lake of the heart.

Anne herself didn't realize it, as if there was an invisible red thread pulling her. She raised her head and looked over, and she could see Anson's eyes at a glance.

clear. bright. Profound.

That faint smile, looking over so intently and so boldly, suddenly focused on the center of the room, so much so that Anne couldn't help but look away, but she didn't have time to react, and immediately looked back again.

His hands were flying on the black and white keyboard, and the drumbeats and notes collided together, just like the collision of sunlight and waves, and the hot but refreshing air hit his face.

"I love the way she bites her lip."

Annie couldn't help biting her lip.

"I like her awkward dance moves."

Anne straightened her back slightly.

"I love the way she holds my gaze."

Anne subconsciously avoided looking.

"I love that she has no idea how beautiful she is."

Time stopped at this moment, as if even the sunshine and breeze stopped briefly. The eyes of Anne and Anson, Mia and Michael intertwined. The world became quiet, and everything else no longer mattered.

The drumbeats are like fireworks, blooming in the mind, one, two, three or four, thousands of them blooming at the same time, and the whole brain is roaring.

Magnificent and grand.

Note 1: She's-so-lovely——scouting-for-girls

　Third update.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)