<blockquote>Lan Zhan knows that face. It's Wei Ying.
His head is thrown back, eyes closed, baring a long line of throat interrupted only by his adam's apple. He's pulling the mic stand towards him as he belts out a high note, long and piercing, the crowd screaming along with him. He cuts it off and snaps his eyes open – the camera catches it head on and for a single breath, it's almost as if he's looking straight at Lan Zhan.
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The ballet dancer!LWJ and rockstar!WWX AU</blockquote>
