walk with jimmy

Chapter 127 Flying and Singing

This year is definitely a fruitful and busy year for Planet Band.

The NME Music Awards awarded the best single award to the song "God's Spell".

On the day of the award ceremony, James and the others were almost crazy when they heard the host Bettina read out "Planet Band".

In the past, the four of them thought that being on the TV show "Top of Pop" that they had watched since they were young was the most successful thing in their life, but they didn't expect that they could still win a music award now.

Lance, Baldwin and Theo happily stood up from their seats, ready to go up to receive the award.

Only James suddenly remembered something. He walked two steps forward with everyone, suddenly turned around, and then went back, pulling Abel's suit collar, and yelling in a low voice like a bully: "Quick, quick, quick!" Call my dad and brother and tell them to watch TV! I fucking forgot to tell them."

Abel couldn't laugh or cry, and hurriedly advised him to come on stage quickly, and at the same time promised to call immediately, and also promised: "Don't worry, it's okay even if you miss the live broadcast of the award ceremony, I have notified in advance that someone will record it for you." Come down, when the time comes, you can show them the videotape to watch over and over again."

James let go of his hand in relief.

At this time, Lance, Baldwin and Theo didn't wait for him at all, and walked towards the stage long ago.

After the three of them stood on the stage and exchanged greetings with the host, their lead singer started to run towards the stage.

However, when James found out that he was late on stage, he ran over in a 50-meter sprint. When he climbed the steps, he jumped up and down like an eight or nine-year-old child. Many people present laughed and shook their heads. .

Lance, who had stood on the stage early, looked elegant and extravagant, and even took a cigarette in his mouth, looking at him with a mocking face.

But who knows, what James dislikes him the most is that he pretends to be so calm and breezy. Together with his bad intentions, he didn't stop after he got on the stage. He jumped on Lance with a run-up and another leap.

All the guests below laughed.

But NME magazine's music awards ceremony has never been so serious, so no one came out to stop it.

Lance was caught off guard and was overwhelmed by him on the stage when he didn't stand firm. He couldn't pretend to be forceful, so he blurted out: "Fuck!"

The hosts Bettina, Baldwin and Theo were shocked at first, and then they all laughed at the joke.

James straddled him, held his head with his hand, and kissed him hard on the forehead regardless of his struggle. Then, he took the cigarette out of his mouth and put it in his own mouth. Standing up calmly, as if nothing happened, she walked towards the host Bettina calmly.

Although there was a little bit of grievances, there have been several scandals.

But Bettina just felt in her heart that he had never grown up like a child, and actually had no ill feeling towards him, so she looked at him with a smile at this time.

James took the trophy from her, and politely made a face-to-face gift with her, and then exchanged a few polite words with each other.

"Thank you, nice to see you again."

"You're welcome, I don't want to come at all, I'm really afraid that the media will write about it later."

"Write more, I haven't had an affair with my beautiful sister for a long time." James said in a soft tone on purpose.

"It would be nice if you had a pretty brother." Bettina couldn't help laughing when she thought of the messy news these days.

James scratched his head and smiled indifferently.

The two former gossip partners reconcile as before.

At this time, Lance finally stood up.

He tidied his clothes and hairstyle carefully from the back before coming over, and ruffled James' blond hair as soon as he came.

But James didn't care about the image as much as he did. He looked back at him indifferently, grinned, and handed the trophy over casually, wanting to take the trophy with him.

Lance smiled and took the other side of the trophy knowingly.

Then, the two tacitly exerted their strength at the same time, and jointly lifted the trophy above their heads.

The guests below immediately applauded in unison.

Baldwin, who felt that he had no sense of existence, silently took two steps back, and in time grabbed Theo, who also wanted to touch the trophy without a wink, and gave his lead singer and guitarist a chance to take a photo together.

Theo looked puzzled and asked in confusion, "Hey, what are you arresting me for?"

At this time, James and Lance just retracted their arms and stopped posing with the trophy.

Baldwin then let go of Theo, and replied calmly: "Nervous, I accidentally grabbed the wrong one."

Theo glanced at him speechlessly, said nothing, and happily stepped forward again, wanting to touch the trophy.

At this time, the group photo that should be taken is finished.

James smiled and stuffed the trophy directly into Theo's arms, letting him touch it.

Theo was quite happy, happily holding the trophy and not letting go.

Baldwin smiled and stood beside him, taking a few glances at the trophy.

At the same time, the host Bettina gave up her seat in good time and let the Planetary Band come over to give her acceptance speech.

Generally, when the winner is a band, the speech is either sent by a representative, or one person speaks two or three sentences.

But in the Planetary Band, because Baldwin was a little shy in front of strangers, he didn't like to speak to others; Theo didn't know what to say at all, and rarely even took interviews; Think of what to say.

Therefore, such occasions can only be the job of the guitarist.

However, Lance's style of acting is no secret in the music industry.

The diplomatic, brunette guitarist is so cunning that he rarely finds anything of value in what he says.

Therefore, the musicians who participated in this award ceremony all wore that kind of polite smile, thinking that he was going to start talking nonsense again.

But this time, the brunette guitarist was a rare surprise.

At first, he did say the official line of thank you into the microphone.

But when the acceptance speech is about to end...

But he added another sentence: "But the person I want to thank the most, in fact, is standing beside me, our lead singer - Jimmy Lemon!"

James, who was standing there with nothing to do, stared blankly for a moment, then looked at Lance with a puzzled face, as if asking, "Didn't you say that this is going to happen before?"

But Lance looked at him sideways with a smile, as if he was not speaking to all the audience and guests, but only to him: "If there is no Jimmy's wonderful voice and hard work, then we would not be here today." It's impossible to stand here. So, Jimmy is my most important person, my most important vocalist."

As soon as this sentence fell, the camera naturally turned to James.

The blond lead singer, who has always been naughty, grinned in great surprise, showing two small canine teeth, and his smile was bright and bright, spring blossoming.

"So, to take a few minutes of everyone's time, I think... I want to read him a little poem."

Lance continued to tilt his head to the microphone, staring at James while saying this.

At a time like this, naturally no one would disappoint and object.

The black-haired guitarist coughed in embarrassment before reading the title of the poem into the microphone: "Toa Skylark."

"Oh--!!"

All the people present immediately showed stupefied expressions: "To the skylark!"

Many seniors in the music scene couldn't help laughing, nodded one after another, thinking enviously in their hearts: "Jimmy's voice... hey!"

Lance, looking at James, read a poem for him like this: "Hello, happy elf. You never seem to be a bird, from heaven or the vicinity of heaven, with hearty music, unpolished art , pour out your heart."

A feeling of joy swept through James' whole body incomparably quickly, so strong that he almost felt dizzy.

He couldn't help opening his eyes wide, staring intently at his guitarist.If there is a tail behind it, it will probably be raised high, and the tail hair will also bloom happily.

Because of the lack of reading, he was still thinking wildly with his poor vocabulary: "Hey, he is so good, so good! Who wrote this poem? It is well written! It is wonderfully written! I will find it out and memorize it when I go back tomorrow." Down!"

Lance was actually a little embarrassed.

But considering the recent messy scandals...

He thought it was necessary for him to strengthen his presence in the eyes of the public.

What kind of talent is it to spread gossip in the newspaper, if you have the ability, you can also compete on the stage of the music awards!

Therefore, he looked back at James without blinking, did not dodge the other's overly hot gaze, and said the last few words he wanted to miss in a steady tone: "You jumped up from the ground... Forever singing and flying, flying and singing."

James couldn't help approaching him, and couldn't help giving him another hug.

The two of them looked at each other, and that kind of wonderful tacit understanding filled their hearts.

Although James heard this poem for the first time, he involuntarily lowered his head in the direction of the microphone with Lance.

They looked at each other, their heads were close to each other, and their faces were almost touching their faces. It was a close distance where you could almost feel each other's breathing... Then, they repeated into the microphone together: "Singing forever, flying, flying and singing .”

The poem is over.

The two stared at each other for a few seconds.

This time Lance took the initiative to stretch out his arms, still generously wrapped his arms around the head of his blond lead singer, bowed his head and kissed him.

James cooperatively turned his head to let him kiss, with a bright smile.

Baldwin and Theo applauded silently.

At this moment, apart from standing on the stage, their behavior and expressions are exactly the same as those of the guests below (outsiders).

The author has something to say: singing still dost soar, and soaring eversingest.

In fact, English should be more sensitive, but writing novels should still be in Chinese.