novelraw Chapter 171
Chapter 171
"Remember the promise you made to me to love me until death? Let me give you everything, just because you make me believe that you are my only one."
Christine lowered her eyes, holding the microphone in both hands, her eyelashes were wet from the sweat falling from her forehead, as if she had just been fished out of a steaming hot spring, surrounded by a circle of water vapor, foggy, and even looked at Not sure about the look on her face.
The fans off the stage suddenly fell silent, staring at Christine in the middle of the stage with teary eyes, unwilling to blink.
"You used to call me babe affectionately, but now you only call me by my first name. Use one person's affection to understand another person's heart, and I will defeat me in the game I set up."
Her voice became more and more sad, there was no guitar, no bass, no drums, only her a cappella reverberating throughout the stadium, the loneliness between the modulations, the hearts of those who listened to it would be broken, and they wanted to go forward and hug that girl tightly She is alone on stage.
Timothy stood at the best position below the stage, but the fans next to him didn't care about his actor status at all. Everyone's heart was pulled, and they felt a little uncomfortable.
So is he.
"Young and hot-blooded, say you only want me, say you only want me, fade out of your life track, tonight I am left with a walking dead."
The hoarse her singing was, the more the heart-piercing pain could be conveyed to everyone present. Timothy frowned, covered his chest with his right hand, and opened his mouth to breathe heavily.
"Young and hot-blooded, say you only want me, say you only want me, come back to your life..."
Christine touched the piano keys with her hand, only adding the crisp piano sound, the level of the whole song suddenly appeared different, she sang extremely slowly, and the voices of violin, cello and double bass were added one after another, adding to the whole song. The song adds a touch of jazz.
Since the last Paris farewell, Timothy rushed from Paris to Berlin as soon as he participated in the promotion of the movie, and came to her concert again.
Every concert of Christine will bring him completely different feelings, and each song has a completely different adaptation, and this "Youngblood" is the last song today, and she will use the first half of it as Singing in a cappella and jazz style, the scene once became a sea of tears.
She raised her head abruptly, stretched out her hand and snapped her fingers.
As if announcing that the whole song is here as a dividing point, the drum beats suddenly joined in strongly along this snap of the fingers!
"Young boy!"
Countless fireworks suddenly burst out in front of the stage, and Christine jumped high on the spot with her hand on the microphone!
"Say you only want me!"
Timothy saw that Christine's hands were almost hitting the keyboard, and his eyes were fixed on the bottom of the stage, his eyes were full of excitement and joy.
she is looking at me!
"Say you only want me!"
His heartbeat was so fast that his whole face flushed red, his eyes were blurred, his legs were weak, and he didn't know where he was at the moment.
"Young boy!"
Christine picked up the microphone and walked towards the front of the stage. The more he walked in, the denser the drumming became, and Timothy's breathing became more tense, and he grasped the handrail helplessly.
What is she going to do?
Why is she leaning so far?
If you go any further, you will jump off the stage!
"Say you only want me!"
Christine stopped at the edge of the stage, flicked her blond hair, leaned over and shook hands with the front fans one by one, when it was Timothy's turn, her eyes paused, as if she chuckled for a while.
She smiled at me!
Timothy reached out to shake her hand, and his mind went blank, even ignoring the other hands that kept pushing this way.
"Just want me, to come into your life!"
While singing, Christine simply sat at the front of the stage. The corners of her mouth were raised sharply, obviously very excited. The sweat beads on her body were glistening, and the sweat beads on her chin slid all the way down her neck. Everyone was so sexy. Want to scream.
"You need my love, you need my love, every moment!"
The fans in front almost fainted, their voices were almost hoarse, but they were still shouting with their mouths wide open.
Timothy seemed a bit awkward among these crazy fans. He stared at Christine in a daze, as if stepping on a soft cloud, with his lips slightly parted, not knowing what he was thinking.
"Young and passionate, say you only need me, only me..."
Christine handed the microphone to the fans in front of her, but when she heard the hoarse and completely out-of-tune singing, she laughed out loud.
Tilting her head, she handed the microphone to another male fan, and then she heard a majestic and hoarse roar.
Christine: "..."
Are all her fans like this?
Frightened, Christine quickly put the microphone back, wiped her face, and resumed singing again.
She stood up again and ran back and forth in front of the stage. Excited, she kept raising the pitch of her singing, and immediately revived the funny atmosphere just now.
"Say you only want me!"
At the end of the song, Christine excitedly ran all the way down the stage, passing by a beautiful and strange young boy who happily held his face and kissed him.
The boy stared wide-eyed, watching the back of Christine running to the backstage, covered his mouth with his friends and jumped up, screaming endlessly.
Christine blinked back at him, then disappeared from everyone's sight.
Watching this scene, Timothy pursed his lips tightly, and when he recovered, he left his seat.
"Encore!"
The encore sounds on the scene began to sound one after another, and gradually became one, resounding deafeningly throughout the stadium.
"Encore, Encore, Encore—!"
This happens at the end of almost every concert, not only the fans, but Christine himself is used to it.
She walked from the backstage to the stage again with a smile on her face, and immediately detonated the shouts of the audience.
"Okay, okay, then let's keep it simple, and give you a different song "Genius"!"
Kristen finally sang two more songs in a row before coming off the stage sweating.
Many fans have noticed that among the current encore adaptations of Kristen's "Reborn" world tour live, the jazz-style adaptations are the most, which makes them wonder whether Kristen's next Will the first album be jazz?
Some people like it, and naturally some people are not very interested in jazz style.
The jazz style is indeed like this. Those who like it love it very much, but those who hate it don't even want to listen to it.
Of course, there are reasons for everyone's musical style orientation, but it is also the reason why some people feel that jazz is a bit too contrived and the melodies are mediocre.
Therefore, amidst the continuous speculation on the Internet, many fans of Christine also expressed their views.
Half of the fans believed that as long as Christine's production must be a high-quality product, they would definitely support it, and half of the fans said that they were not very optimistic about the jazz style, and they had to wait and see. If it's jazz style, then they won't listen to it.
There is another sound that has become mainstream, and that is that Kristen can continue to produce a multi-style album, with a few jazz songs in it, and it doesn't hurt.
This is all for later. At this moment, the concert in Berlin is over. Christine, who poured herself a bottle of water backstage, sat down, with a little excitement remaining on her face. She hummed a song to remove her makeup, Get ready to change clothes.
"Kristen, someone is looking for you."
Leslie's voice sounded outside the door.
Christine quickly splashed water on her face, wiped off the water left on her chin, and asked, "Who?"
"Timothée Chalamet," Leslie said.
Christine was startled, she stood up and opened the door.
Timothy and Leslie stood at the door, tall and short.
Before Leslie and Christine could say anything, Timothy took a step forward, bowed his head to the wet lips that were still dripping with water, and kissed them forcefully.
Christine blinked, stunned.
Teeth seem to be chipped.
She was a little surprised, and a little confused.
Leslie on the side widened his eyes, and immediately separated the two, took Timothy's hand and said to Christine, "I'm sorry, I'll take him out right away..."
Timothy licked his lips, and said to Christine, "Don't choose him, choose me, I look better."
Christine: "???"
Leslie looked at the gossip-looking backup dancers in the backstage, and felt that his head was going to grow bigger, so he quickly dragged Timothy out.
Christine recalled the strange boy she kissed at the concert just now, and then understood what Timothy was talking about.
As soon as her heart moved, she stopped Leslie: "Wait."
Timothy's eyes suddenly brightened. ? ? ?
Leslie looked at Timothy, then at Christine, and sighed helplessly.
Well, I will be reprimanded by Judy again.
"Come in." Christine leaned to the side to make room.
Timothy walked in happily wagging his tail, and Christine closed the door behind him.
"What are you looking at? It's all gone!" Leslie yelled at the backup dancers who kept looking this way.
The backup dancers were not afraid of him, they grinned at him and left here in a crowd.
Leslie rolled his eyes, and finally understood what Judy said to him when he signed the contract.
Christine, the employer, besides not having to worry about music, almost broke their hearts.
Fortunately, the backup dancers are all from their own company and signed a non-disclosure agreement. Otherwise, if this scene got out, would he still have this job?
……
"Sit down."
Christine leaned back on the dressing table, talking to Timothy who was about to come up.
Timothy was obedient at this time, sitting meekly on the sofa.
"I don't have sex with fans, this is my bottom line." Christine put her hands behind her back, her long legs crossed in front of her.
Timothy understood immediately what she meant.
He licked his lips, a little anxious, the quiet and narrow space expanded his reverie, and made him more eager: "I'm just an actor."
It seems to be justifying something, but it seems that nothing has been said.
But Christine could hear the crazily clamoring desire in his heart at this moment.
She suddenly felt a little thirsty.
She tapped the table lightly with her fingers, just staring at him like this, without saying a word, letting her heart start to agitate.
Timothy only felt that her gaze was extremely hot, and the places he swept seemed to ignite flames on his skin. He heard that his heartbeat rate had exceeded the limit, and he could hardly breathe.
His throat rolled slightly, and he opened his lips slightly, trying to draw in more air.
A thought suddenly ignited in Christine's mind, which added a little excitement to her eyes, and she suggested, "Play a game."
"Ok?"
As soon as he spoke, Timothy realized that his voice had become dry and hoarse. He paused and nodded: "Okay."
"Take off your clothes."
Christine took a sip of water, suppressed the rising desire in her heart, and said casually.
what?
Timothy was stunned for a moment, as if he hadn't expected the direction of the game.
Immediately, the excitement in his eyes lit up, and he suppressed it firmly.
He looked into Christine's eyes, and slowly stretched his hand to the edge of the hem.
Christine's eyes followed his every move, and she couldn't help but put the water glass aside.
The outer jumper was quickly taken off and thrown aside, and Timothy began to unbutton the shirt inside.
The shirt inside him was slightly damp, sticking to his body with sweat from the concert, Christine could almost see the lean body and muscle curves inside through the shirt.
She narrowed her eyes.
His movements in unbuttoning were a bit slow, and every time he unbuttoned, it was like opening a small opening for the tightly locked desires in the hearts of two people.
The last button was undone.
Christine's gaze gradually moved up and landed on Timothy's eyes staring at her, and the air between them instantly became hotter.
Timothy put his hand on the waistband of his trousers.
"stop."
From the moment Timothy uttered the first sentence, the melody and lyrics continued to flow in Christine's mind.
She stopped immediately because she didn't know if the melody would disappear from her mind if she didn't.
Timothy paused suspiciously.
Christine walked quickly towards him, leaning closer.
Just as Timothy was excitedly waiting for her to kiss her, Christine found a bag from behind him, and took out a sketchbook and a pen from the bag. ? ? ?
Timothy looked at Christine, who had been in contact with him just now, with a complicated expression, but now he was holding that sketchbook and you came and went.
What else can he do?
Just wait.
Fortunately, Christine moved very quickly, and it took almost a few minutes to write the melody and lyrics of the entire song. She was obviously very excited when she finished writing the lyrics, and she happily threw her pen and sketchbook on the aside.
Then, she bent down and approached Timothy, said "Sorry" quickly, and then kissed his lips lightly, and it was instant.
Timothy immediately put his arms around her waist, leaned closer and bit her lower lip, his eyes were full of dissatisfaction.
Christine chuckled lightly, slid her fingers across his jawline, opened her lips slightly, and pressed close to his.
"It's game time, you know we're all desperate for it. It's okay if this game drives me crazy, it doesn't matter if it drives me crazy."
She sang softly, and the breath she revealed was inhaled greedily by him, and the breathing of both of them suddenly became a little heavy, and the moisture spread between their lips and tongues, as if there was not enough.
"Maybe I love it, maybe I need it, maybe there's no better way to please me than this."
Desire is like a devil, since it was released by them, it is difficult to take back, but it expands infinitely as the two young bodies get closer and closer.
"No matter what will happen, I just want to swallow you right now."
The temperature is rising, tenderness and eagerness coexist, and the makeup mirror reflects two overlapping figures, which can make people blush and heartbeat.
"Don't try to reject me. Evil thoughts are controlling me. Only this guilty pleasure can silence it, so don't invest in emotion."
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感谢在2019-11-1300：00：36～2019-11-1317：18：00期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦～
Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: Brooklyn Cub, Jennifer1;
Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: Jennifer10 bottles;
Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!