One Thousand One Hundred and Twenty Stunned

This playground is covered with a layer of dark yellow dust, and the dry air in summer makes the dust lack of moisture. Even the wind brought by a car passing by can cause a burst of sand and dust on the playground. At this moment, a group of young people took an exciting pace, as if they had just skipped class from the school, and rushed towards the playground excitedly, raising a cloud of smoke, making this simple The stage became dirtier and grayer.

There were about eight people in this group of young people. They were a little stunned when they looked at this deserted site that was not much different from the ruins. "Excuse me, is this the press conference of Evan Bell's new single?" [m]

Without waiting for an answer, one of the girls took the lead in shouting, "Teddy, Teddy Bell. It's here, it's here." Obviously, she recognized Teddy Bell, and immediately understood that this was the destination.

Immediately afterwards, a boy in the back shouted again, "Evan is rehearsing on the stage." Hula la, and the eight young people ran to the front of the stage again. Looking at the youthful vitality, I really live up to the word "young".

William Wood glanced at Teddy Bell and couldn't help but smile. The smile contained a lot of content, but more than that, he remembered the night when Evan Bell walked to the Hollywood Theater like a staff member and sang "It's just a dream.

Teddy Bell didn't think too much, he was just thinking, "These young people shouldn't affect the rehearsal" because Evan Bell is very strict about the rehearsal and the performance. He should enjoy the stage and give a wonderful performance at the same time. If someone regards this as a "lively", the consequences will be disastrous.

But at this time, two little girls ran over, "Teddy, can you sign me?" This voice planned Teddy Bell's thoughts, and looked at the two little girls with flashing eyes in front of him.

The girl scratched her head in embarrassment. Teddy Bell was as young as a big boy, William Wood really hadn't seen him for a long time, which made him laugh involuntarily.

Teddy Bell said intermittently, "No, I'm not a star," as if he was muttering, and then ran towards the stage in a panic. Only two upset girls were left, as well as the gloating William Wood. William Wood choked on his own saliva when he heard that the two girls were actually trying to go to Eden-Hudson for autographs.

However, imagining the black face of the iceberg, William Wood suddenly felt more joyful.

What Betidi Bell was worried about didn't happen. Most of the songs that arrived at the first time were the diehard group, and most of them knew about Evan Bell's personality and habits. It's a rare opportunity to watch Evan Bell's rehearsal, how could they ruin it all. Therefore, these people are all obediently standing under the stage, watching the rehearsal with anticipation and excitement in their eyes.

A rehearsal is always more fun than a formal performance. Maybe the rehearsal won't play to the end in one go, and occasionally it will stop for a serious discussion because of a mistake. But the point is that during the rehearsal process, everyone is more relaxed, and you can see different images from the stage.

For example, when Evan Bell was rehearsing, he didn't have the powerful aura he had when performing, he was more relaxed, more brilliant and more casual, and he would laugh from time to time.

But the four young men of the extrajudicial fanatics were officially appearing on the stage for the first time.

The song mí in the audience quickly recognized these people, it was the group of young people who performed at the "Nurburgring Music Festival" last year. This time, unlike the huge stage at that time, the appearance of the four young people can be clearly seen.

Epner and Alfred have silver hair that is flirtatious and lively, Andre Lindbergh has a tough and clear temperament, Diego and Ramos are handsome and romantic, and Callisto and Ramos are sunny and handsome. It is conceivable that when the performance videos and news reports spread, extrajudicial fanatics will inevitably become a topic of conversation.

If you add the moving iceberg Eden-Hudson, and the honest and handsome Teddy-Bell, then this stage can indeed be said to be a visual feast.

The rehearsal was in progress, and more and more songs were gathered under the stage. When everyone saw this performance venue, they were shocked. They couldn't imagine that Evan Bell would arrange the venue for the new single conference here. This is definitely a shocking choice. However, for Gemí, being able to watch the performance is the most important thing, but the venue takes a back seat. The singers are more concerned, this venue is too small, it is only noon now, and the venue is almost used.

Over time, William Wood's colleagues also arrived on the scene.

When Stephanie Pamore, the blogger of the review blog "Starlight" and a freelance writer for "Rotation" and "Premier," arrived at the scene, the shock of the reporters was clearly expressed by the phrase "God damn it." No one could have predicted that Evan Bell would engage in such a surprise attack, and people could not help but burst out in foul language: "What the hell is Evan doing!"

Stephanie-Pamore and William Wood were not friends, but they knew each other. Stephanie-Pamore walked to a small reporter area on the left side of the playground. Looking at the location there, it was time to pray if ten reporters could be packed. Stephanie and Pamore came early, and there were only six or seven reporters at this time, so she could still squeeze in. After walking in, Stephanie Pamore walked over to William Zender and tried to investigate some information. "Hey, Wood, what's going on here?" She was very used to her actions, but today, it was beyond her imagination.

The other reporters standing beside them were completely stunned and lost their ability to speak.

Look at this dilapidated playground, so dusty that one almost suspects that he is about to have tuberculosis: scattered garbage can still be seen in the overgrown piles next to it, but there is no smell coming from it, because it has dried up to the point where there is no smell : Small flying insects and flies are flying low on the ground, and the buzzing sound makes the heat of midsummer more and more annoying: The shabby little stage is not even a stage at all, and the ruins behind it are even more unsightly, the accumulation of dust And dirt seems to harbor countless bacteria: not to mention the dry air that makes the skin itchy already. Also, a black man passing by

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ō, looking at this place with unfriendly eyes, it is clear to the reporters who are used to walking in Manhattan that the night here is not peaceful at all.

where is this? It is said that it is a garbage dump, a slum, and a ruin. Some people are willing to believe it. But Evan-Bell, the Evan-Bell who just swept in the awards season, actually chose this place as the venue for the launch of his new single. The reporters even lost the strength to curse, they just felt powerless, deeply powerless. "God, who can tell me whether this Evan Bell is the messenger sent by Satan." Facing Stephanie Palmer's question, William Wood smiled helplessly, Evan Bell's actions today are really true is too amazing. Maybe Evan-Bell doesn't care, but for the reporters, with Evan-Bell's current status, the new single conference at Madison Square Garden will be full, and the reporters will definitely stuff the press seats. Full to the brim, the winner of 11 Grammy gramophones, his new single release is definitely the world's attention, in addition to the United States, reporters all over the world will not miss this opportunity.

But, but! Evan Bell chose such a "shameful, disgusting, terrible"

The venue, not to mention that the venue is now full, and the crowd that is still pouring in has caused Bensenhe's road to be blocked. Therefore, the reporters all have the urge to raise their middle fingers: it's not that they don't want to take action, but they are really a little powerless by Evan-Bell.

"Evan always does, isn't it?" was William Wood's answer. Stephanie was afraid that Mo'er would be silent, and she couldn't refute it. "However, there is a reason for what he does every time, isn't it?" Stephanie Palmer nodded involuntarily after hearing William Wood's second sentence.

Stephanie Pamore couldn't help but raised her head and looked at the ruined field again. At this time, the playground was already crowded with people, and the density of the crowd began to increase. Everyone tried to use all the space in the field. And the reporter area where she is located can no longer stand, but if she doesn't come here, she won't be able to take photos at all. Therefore, reporters were also standing in the overgrown garbage heap at the back of the press area.

Stephanie-Pamore could hear the reporter's conversation, "Isn't it a garbage dump, Evan didn't let us stand in the middle of the road to be hit by a car, it's already very kind" Stephanie-Pamore couldn't help laughing, she Nodding again, Evan Bell did this, and he did have his own reasons.

The [police] in Bensenhe District has been dispatched. This road is temporarily closed. Fortunately, this is not the main traffic artery, and there is an intersection in front of it, which can allow vehicles to detour. Although it is a little troublesome, it will not let you Traffic in this area is paralyzed.

At the same time, more and more people arrived at the scene. A simple visual inspection of the road that has gradually filled up, almost 600 people were present. The grass and garbage dumps behind the press area were also full. At least 60 reporters arrived at the scene, and many reporters from newspapers and magazines were still on their way.

Almost everyone arrived here with the same expression: stunned, round eyes almost became a unified expression. Maybe it was frightened because of the dilapidation here, maybe it was suspicious of Evan Bell's choice, maybe it was annoyed but stunned because he was late and couldn't find a place, or it was undoubtedly the most popular expression on the scene today. ! .