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As the sun began to rise over the city, the spirit faded with a peaceful sigh. The 4*Town boys—now men with slightly more sensible haircuts—bowed to the two giant pandas.

The concert was a whirlwind of glitter and nostalgia. But halfway through "U Know What's Up," a sudden power surge rattled the stadium. The stage lights flickered and died. A heavy, mystical mist began to roll off the stage—not the theatrical kind, but the thick, red-tinted fog of an unsettled spirit.

Mei’s mother, Ming, stood beside her, looking regal in her own shimmering emerald panda form. "Meimei, remember," Ming grumbled, her voice a low rumble that vibrated the pavement. "We are here to maintain order, not to 'bust a move' in the front row." Turning RedHD

"I know, Mom! Professionalism!" Mei shouted back, though her tail was wagging so hard it nearly knocked over a velvet rope.

Ming joined her, providing a deep, operatic backing vocal that harmonized with the 4*Town melody. The crowd, realizing this was part of the show, began to clap in unison. The collective joy and rhythm acted like a vacuum, pulling the restless spirit’s chaotic energy into a warm, glowing light. As the sun began to rise over the

Mei tucked the drumstick into her flute case. "Well, you know what they say, Mom. Change is messy, but sometimes it sounds like a boy band."

The sky over Toronto was a bruised purple as Mei Lee, now eighteen and a seasoned veteran of the "Panda Poof," stood on the steps of the SkyDome. Her red panda ears flicked at the sound of a distant bassline. It was the night of 4*Town’s ten-year reunion tour, and for the first time, she wasn’t just a fan—she was the security. But halfway through "U Know What's Up," a

"You saved the show, Red," Jesse whispered, handing Mei a signed drumstick.