The hills in the distance and the valleys in the near area were all smoothed out by the thick night. The earth was like a huge black cloth, lit up by the prosperous city lights. The mirror-like moon hung in the sky, bringing the glory of clear water to the vast land.

Andy lay on the side of the Da Chuang, looking at Taylor's fair and pretty face, who was even asleep, and was smiling with satisfaction and a faint smile, reached out and gently opened the golden hair on her cheek, savoring the intimate interaction and in-depth communication between the two over the past few hours, as if they had endless words and longing to express.

It seems that everyone likes this slender, laughing, 5 feet 10 inches (177 cm) tall blonde. The fan base is directly marked as "Taylor's Country", which covers almost all age groups.

Teenage girls listen to her sing her romantic love, watch her interact with fans on social media, and sometimes even invite them to party or give them gifts.

They believed Swift was a girl like them.

The young boy can sway to the charming tune while secretly admiring this Disney princess-like female singer.

And those years people are often obsessed with her long beauty...

For example, Andy, who is like a treasure, has definitely reached the pinnacle of his appreciation for this, and he is only familiar with it!

Andy also had to sigh that with the accumulation of experience, this little beauty has really grown up, from the ignorant girl who once held the guitar to the domineering queen. It is a good explanation of how she grew up from a young beauty to a beauty and grew up in the ashes.

Of course, he also knew very well that it was entirely out of his careful teaching and irrigation that Taylor had shined with dazzling glory so early, and because of him, he prevented and avoided her from devoted herself to a love affair that could write songs, and finally she was covered in bruises.

"Let me enjoy it myself. If you are with me, your inspiration will never be lacking..." Andy reached out and stroked her fair white and rosy cheeks, whispered gently, then turned around and turned off the headlight.

The next morning, when Andy opened his eyes and saw the bright sunshine shining into the room, he sincerely sighed that life was so wonderful, but it seemed that something was missing...

Taylor was not by his side and looked at the clock hanging on the wall. Although it was already past 8 o'clock, Andy was still surprised that Taylor got up so early. After all, it was an indiscriminate bombing last night.

Tsk, I have to sigh that the physique of the Ocean Horse is indeed...

Click

The bathroom door rang, Taylor, wearing a white bathrobe and wearing a towel, walked into the bedroom like a desert rich man. After seeing Andy, Zhan Yan smiled sweetly, "Good morning, my dear."

"Good morning, you got up so early. I thought you would sleep till noon..." Andy raised his eyebrows and teased with some meaning.

Taylor gave Andy a charming look, walked to the dressing table and sat down, took his makeup bag, opened it, took out the makeup, looked in the mirror and put on makeup, and said coquettishly: "I'll go to the company to continue rehearsal in the morning. My dad will go over. I don't want him to know that I have been tricked into creating by you as a bastard."

"Hey, hey, how can I say I'm a liar?" Andy lifted the blanket, got off the fire directly, came behind her, leaned over and kissed Taylor on the cheek, looked at the bare face in the mirror, and said, "I can only say that you are too charming."

"Hmph!" Taylor's eyes and mouth raised at the same time, showing a hint of pride, but she still snorted. She was still very helpful and believed in Andy's words. After all, Andy's obsession and love for some parts of her could not deceive people. Looking at the picture in the mirror, she angrily knocked out the clutches of the monster and said coquettishly: "You don't think you are ugly, you are a crazi!"

As for Andy, she is not a fool who doesn't know anything. The longer she stays in the entertainment industry, the more she understands the truth and cruelty of this circle. Besides, she is now at the age of enjoying her youth, and she also likes Andy, especially Andy, who almost meets all her fantasies and needs. She doesn't think that with Andy's benchmark, she can look down on others.

"Haha, this is comfortable, without restraint, the most natural and relaxing." Andy smiled without any concern, and began to tell Taylor with malicious intentions. You know, he has taken several goddesses off the line, making this good habit a habit for everyone.

"You should wash up quickly, finish breakfast later, and take me to the company." Taylor gave Andy a coquettish look. She had no habit of running around without any burly. In her opinion, that was really a bit ugly.

"Ok, it'll be fine right away." Andy shrugged and then walked straight to the bathroom.

Looking at Andy's back, Taylor raised his left eye and looked at his eyebrows, and couldn't help but sneer and laughed.

"...It is reported that Michael Jackson's funeral will be held tomorrow morning on the 7th, at the Staples Center in Los Angeles. The police recently searched for the powerful anesthetic propofol at Jackson's home, and have also locked in five doctors who have served Jackson in order to find out who prescribed Jackson's powerful prescription drugs.

However, the police's investigation is likely to be ineffective, because doctors who treat entertainment celebrities in Los Angeles mostly use pseudonyms, and their patients' prescription records often disappear, so it is indeed difficult to find out the truth.

If the doctor who prescribes Jackson with strong anesthetics is finally found, the doctor will be charged with murder.

Although Michael Jackson is about to be buried this week, the Los Angeles Times said his body is incomplete. The coroner has removed Michael's brain for neuropathological tests. His brain is soaked in formaldehyde and stored in a 4-fridge refrigerator for three weeks before returning it to his family.

Our reporter interviewed the Los Angeles coroner spokesman Harvey and confirmed that after Michael's death, his brain was indeed removed and a neuropathological test will be conducted to trace Michael's actual cause of death.

It is reported that brain examinations can find drugs that Jackson has used in the past, and track down whether he has abused drugs in the past. The brain can also show whether the deceased has drunk alcohol and inhaled du..."

Taylor, who was eating breakfast, saw the news report on TV, his face changed slightly. He frowned and put down his knife and fork, wiped the red with a napkin, and said with a tangled expression: "I've eaten..."

"Haha." Andy couldn't help but laugh and joked: "You didn't feel uncomfortable when you heard the news content, do you?"

"That's right." Taylor admitted directly with a depressed and resentful expression on his little face, "I can't imagine that Michael will be treated like this after his death..."

"There is no way, his death is too sudden and has a great impact. It must be investigated clearly and no doubts can be left behind. Otherwise, various conspiracy theories will definitely become more and more intense. Today and tomorrow, there will be 700,000 fans from all over the world who will participate in the memorial activities. 1.6 million people will register for free tickets, but only 8,750 people will be lucky enough to draw a set of two tickets. Even my Dodge Stadium has arranged a large number of police forces and are vacant to distribute tickets.

Look, the TV station's satellite broadcasting car almost surrounds the entire Staples Stadium. The five major TV stations will broadcast funerals, which are estimated to attract billions of viewers around the world. This will become the largest and brightest celebrity farewell ceremony in history, which will far exceed the 750,000 people at the Elvis funeral and 250,000 people at the funeral of Princess Dai."

Andy raised his chin slightly and signaled Taylor to watch the TV screen. In the picture, dozens of white satellite broadcast vehicles almost occupied the entire area opposite the Staples Stadium. There were hosts holding microphones and people carrying cameras everywhere. The scene was busy and lively.

"It's like a TV show..." Taylor frowned and shook his head and sighed softly.

"It doesn't matter anymore, especially for Michael, you can go with me tomorrow. Meet the seniors in the music industry. At least when you spray your music in the future, it will be less intense. Haha." Andy smiled.

"Tsk! I don't care what they say. That's my music, my persistence!" Taylor raised his eyebrows proudly. She also knew that many people in the music circle laughed at her music as a shui song, which was meaningless. She had told herself that no matter who dissed her or how she couldn't stand her, she was still the one who had to work hard to stand at the top. Those people lived a mess themselves and had to worry about her. It was really interesting. Just work hard to live your own life well.
Chapter completed!