Obsession and desire

The heat waves floated, and the music at the pan-concert venue.

Shouts and screams mixed with colorful lights rolled in like sand in the vast indoor stadium.

After the last note ended, the lights turned harshly white, enveloping the three girls at the center of the stage.

The big screen froze on the final image, and the venue fell silent for a moment before erupting into a series of passionate cheers.

Bian Li, slightly out of breath, followed her team members, bowing as they walked off the stage.

Staff immediately swarmed over.

"Good job, good job."

"Head back to the dressing room first."

"The performance was great, congratulations."

"Take off your earpieces and put them here."

The team leader approached, discussing the next matters. Bian Li didnt leave but waited aside, her bright face beaded with a thin layer of sweat. Although the concert hall was spacious, the temperature was rising steadily.

Todays pan-concert gathered quite a few popular singers.

In addition, major domestic idol groups participated, with fans firmly occupying every spot inside and outside the venue, with no empty seats.

The atmosphere was fervent, and the venues almost seemed to be lifted by the fans enthusiasm and cheers.

The agitated noise and the sound of the audio equipment mixed together, hanging by the ear, and Bian Li suddenly felt her heart beat a little faster.

She had just finished a dance, and the whole person seemed to be wrapped in a gauze-like fire, with heat rising from the soles of her feet.

By the dim light backstage, Ying Xue Lai fished out three bottles of water from a box, holding two in her arms and throwing another directly to Bian Li.

Bian Li caught it neatly, her mouth curved, twisted open the water and took a few sips before turning to Ying Xue Lai, "How did it feel today?"

Ying Xue Lai shrugged, her eyebrows light, "It was okay."

"Okay? Then when we get back to the dorm, we..." Bian Li deliberately paused, looking meaningfully at Ying Xue Lai.

The cold fairy in the eyes of outsiders received her hint, stepped forward, and touched Bian Lis chin, expressionlessly saying, "Got it, the old rule."

The assistant standing next to them was tidying their clothes and heard this ambiguous remark, her gaze paused. She glanced at Bian Li, blushing quietly.

Bian Li has an outstanding appearance, not yet twenty years old, with a face full of collagen and the unique youthful aura of her age, so tender it seemed to be able to pinch water. Her apricot eyes were misty, her cherry lips moist, and her white cheeks still carried the baby fat that had not yet faded.

However, what attracts people the most is not here. Although Bian Li looks soft and glutinous, her eyebrows and eyes naturally carry a coquettish charm. Not for any other reason, but for her body, which is praised by the industry as a devils figure.

At the beginning of her debut, the media commented that she is a rare peach in the circle. Not only are her legs straight and slender, but her chest is full, her waist is slender, the places that should be full have undulating lines, and the places that should be restrained are only a handful. Her black pupils are like stars in the night sky, and when you look into them, your heart is like a dense fog, and you will melt when you pout slightly.

Bian Li has a good character and is completely childlike. She usually gets along with the staff and has no airs.

She had just finished performing, and the heat on her body was dissipating, carrying a fruity milk fragrance. The assistant was very close to her, and when she thought of Bian Lis previous words, she looked at her and Ying Xue Lai, and her eyes dodged even more.

Bian Li saw this scene and chuckled lightly, "Sister, what are you thinking? We are talking about ordering takeout in the dormitory."

The assistant bit her lip and glanced at her, "Still eating takeout, if your agent knows, you will definitely be scolded again."

As soon as the words fell, Da Xiong came out from the side, "Whats the matter, how did I scold you again?"

Da Xiong is their agent, with a simple and honest appearance, strong and strong, and the fans gave him such a nickname. Over time, even the team members, including Bian Li herself, also called him like this.

This is the backstage, and there are still performances on the stage, noisy and noisy. His voice was loud to begin with, and in this situation, the tone unconsciously became higher.

Bian Li covered her ears and subconsciously moved to the side, playing dumb, "Praising you, praising you."

Da Xiong chuckled, "You still have an exclusive interview behind the scenes later. You cant leave after this pan-concert is over."

The two nodded. The team leader also came over after finishing the handover with the staff.

A group of people walked to the dressing room, passing a corridor that connects the backstage and the artists dressing room. Many artists pass by here, and there is no lack of greetings and small talk.

The team leader, Ruan Xiangyi, walked in the front. She is not tall and very petite, but she has a charming and enchanting face and walks with extra momentum.

Da Xiong walked beside her, like a follower, handing her a book.

"There are a few questions for the interview later, you can take a look and get familiar with them, and think before answering."

Ruan Xiangyi took it, "Okay, I will show them later. Just now the staff told me that the replay needs to be edited, except for the live content, the part where we first interacted with the fans should be cut."

"I understand this, and the official will put the deleted parts on Weibo later."

Bian Li came up and pulled Ruan Xiangyi back, letting her walk side by side with herself, and whispered in her ear, only for the two to hear, "Ruan Ruan, I have agreed with Lai Lai, we will eat later..."

Ruan Xiangyi is not as tall as Bian Li, but she forcefully made a posture to glance at her and interrupted her words, "You are always thinking about this stuff, are you an idol or a food blogger?"

Bian Li chuckled, her black and moist eyes brightened, shining like stars, "How do you know I applied for a food live broadcast? Its just that the boss hasnt approved it yet, I dont know if the boss agrees."

Ruan Xiangyi was puzzled, "Did you really apply?"

Idol girl groups have very strict body management, but Bian Li was born not fat, but not too thin, with a well-proportioned figure, and the companys requirements for her figure are relatively relaxed.

Bian Li smiled and responded, "Yes, there are no new songs to record recently, I am going to try it."

Ruan Xiangyi pinched her restless little hand, "As long as you like it."

——"Hello to the seniors."

A series of greetings came from the end of the corridor, interrupting what Bian Li was about to say, and forcibly stopped in her throat.

Da Xiong, who was walking in front, suddenly stopped, and then extended his left arm, protecting the three girls.

He stopped so abruptly that Bian Li and Ruan Xiangyi almost bumped into him.

She stopped, moved back, and tightly stuck to the white wall, with a slight coldness slowly spreading up her spine.

Bian Li raised her eyes, looked over Da Xiongs arm, and naturally fell on the three tall figures.

The most dazzling one was the most eye-catching. The bright yellow light in the corridor sprinkled down, setting off his thin bones, and his cold white skin was also covered with a soft color. Black broken hair is casually placed in front of his forehead, and under the superior orbital bone is a straight nose and slightly pursed lips.

Just a casual glance from her was enough to captivate peoples hearts.

Walking all the way, he also looked straight ahead, hands in his pockets, with a wanton carelessness on his eyebrows.

Ruan Xiangyi clenched Bian Lis hand and pulled her to bow slightly together, "Hello to the seniors."

In just a moment, Bian Li came back to her senses and bent over.

Looking up again, she only had time to catch a glimpse of his smooth side face.

Then, a slender hand came over, in front of Bian Lis eyes, quickly and violently, and rubbed Ruan Xiangyis head hard.

Bian Li was stunned, and when she looked over, the culprit had already passed by, leaving behind three imposing figures.

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