"What did you say?"

The director took off his hat, scratched his tangled messy hair, and looked at Taeyeon and Sunny who were standing on the side with some anger. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"sunnyxi, are you kidding me now?" Director Zhang sneered, trying to suppress his anger, and asked with a smile on his face, "There are less than five hours left before the official start of the concert, and you tell me now that you want to change the playlist temporarily?"

"Wow, it's really worthy of the general trend of our SM company!"

He crossed his waist and said sneeringly.

With a flattering smile on his face, Sunny quietly tugged at Taeyeon's clothes with his hands behind his back.

Taeyeon looks at her in embarrassment and takes a step forward to meet the director.

"Director Zhang, please. Our current situation in Sunny," said Taeyeon, pulling Lee Soon-gyu over, "She has a physical problem today, and her voice condition is very bad, if Solo's song is still the original "3", there is a good chance that there will be a big mess on the scene." ”

"You don't need to say this kind of thing, go and find your agent Park Ju Yu!" Director Zhang didn't want to listen to the explanation at all, and interrupted Taeyeon's words very domineeringly, instructing him arrogantly.

"Director Zhang!" Sunny shouted, calming the director, taking this opportunity, she seized the time and said, "I just want to change the song of the performance from dance music to lyrical music, so as to prevent my body from being overwhelmed and affecting the effect of the live performance!"

“…… Honestly, does your agent know about this?" Director Zhang calmed down, still frowning, but his tone was a little softer.

"Agency, when did you really think about artists? I just want to be responsible for my body. With a hint of darkness in his eyes, Sunny smiled a little wryly.

Director Zhang gritted his teeth and stomped his feet: "You go to rehearse the song you want to change now, pinch the time, if something goes wrong, I won't carry this pot." ”

"Director Kangsang Hamida Zhang!" Sunny bowed deeply with joy. Taeyeon also breathed a sigh of relief, and finally put a long-lost smile on her face.

"Ah, to be honest, how could you suddenly get nervous and remember to change songs?"

Walking towards the vacant practice room, Taeyeon finally didn't hold back the curiosity in her heart, and poked Lee Soon-gyu's shoulder and asked.

Lee Soon-gyu continued to walk casually: "Didn't you say it? I'm a little overwhelmed today, and I'm afraid that I won't be able to bear the dance of "3". ”

"It's good to leave this to deceive Director Zhang and Zhu Yioba. Wouldn't I know about you?" Taeyeon mercilessly exposed Sunny's lies, "Say, with your nature, it's impossible to fill in such a big trouble for others without having to do it." ”

The corners of Lee Soon-gyu's mouth twitched slightly, showing a little pleasure in her heart: "Kumo Oh Taeyeon, thank you for understanding me." ”

"Ah, don't you say it?" Taeyeon threatened, her eyes widening.

"When today's concert is over, you'll probably know. ”

Lee Soon-gyu hung Taeyeon's appetite and left a suspense.

"Okay, you go put on makeup first, and I'll practice that song. ”

Lee Soon-gyu walked to the door of the practice room, turned around and urged Taeyeon to hurry up and go about his business, and opened the door himself and dodged in.

"What? Is it so mysterious? I can't even watch you practice?" Taeyeon grumbled, feeling a little broken.

"I'm sorry, you'll find out when the official performance comes in a moment. Lee Soon-gyu smiled and closed the door.

The footsteps outside the door gradually faded away, and Lee Soon-gyu breathed a sigh of relief, and then took a good look at the furnishings in the practice room.

The room had clearly been abandoned for a long time, with tables, chairs, and benches scattered in a haphazard manner, and in the middle of the room, a dusty piano was quietly displayed.

Lee Soon-gyu's eyes lit up and he paced over. Lowering her body, she blew lightly, and the dust on the lid was blown up, choking Lee Soon-gyu and coughing repeatedly.

With one hand covering his mouth and the other hand lifting the lid, Lee Soon-gyu pressed the keyboard.

No sound came out.

"I should have thought of it a long time ago, how could the piano that was put here and no one cares about it be okay?"

Sighing helplessly, Li Shungui put down the lid of the piano, and was just about to continue looking, when he glanced at it, and suddenly saw something standing in the corner.

She walked slowly.

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"Wow, that's expensive. ”

According to Taeyeon's name, Song Jong-hyuk took a taxi to the Sheraton Hotel.

With his seemingly brilliant Chinese and no communication barriers, Song Jong-hyuk successfully checked in with the help of the front desk staff.

Counting the NT$ that was left in his wallet and exchanged at the airport, Song Jong-hyuk smashed his mouth in pain, regretting it: he knew that he would come back the same in the end, and he shouldn't have refused Taeyeon's tickets and wine in the first place.

I went upstairs to put something, washed hastily and rested, and seeing that the time was almost up, Song Jong-hyuk went downstairs to eat something casually and returned to the venue.

When I first came, I didn't show up, and when I left, I quietly left through the back door, and I came and went for two or three hours, and at this moment, the door of the arena was already full of tents set up or stalls sitting on the ground. The vendors shouted in a Taiwanese accent: "Girls' Generation official genuine light sticks! 500 yuan each! First come, first served!"

"Girls' Generation's same pillow!Taeyeon, Yoona, Jessica!"

"It's a fire sale! It's a cheap sale for a Japanese special lot!"

……

All kinds of people and all kinds of voices made the atmosphere of this concert come out at once.

Walking through the fans who are gradually becoming more and more, their eyes sweep over the stalls from time to time, and they also arouse their interest, buy a merchandise or two, and even a pillow with Xiuying's face printed on it.

Some embarrassed to stuff everything into the gift bag, holding only a long lightsaber-style glow stick in their hands, and the official short stick light stick, seeing that the sky is gradually getting darker, people around them began to play young songs, and the interest rose, and some people gathered to dance under the lights.

Song Jong-hyuk was very happy, and he felt that the people he saw in his eyes were so simple and happy.

Then, as time slipped by, I don't know when, the voices in the crowd disappeared, and everyone held their breath and stood obediently outside the door, waiting for the news that they could enter.

With a "squeak", the security guards in the stadium opened the door with a cold face, and fans rushed in.

Song Jong-hyuk was caught in the crowd, half actively and half forcedly walking inside.

In the distance, he saw a pillar of pink light in the main arena.

The concert is now open!

Half actively, half involuntarily, Song Jong-hyuk was caught in the crowd and entered the main venue of the Little Dome.

The crowd began to disperse, diverging towards the entrances. Song Jong-hyuk took out his ticket and looked carefully: Entrance A1 on the first floor.

With a bag in his hand and a glow stick in his hand, he found the entrance to the ticket gate.

"Please show your ticket and go through our security check. ”

The security guards shouted over and over again.

"Sorry, cameras are not allowed inside. Please leave it with our staff and pick it up after the concert. ”

Two or three people in front of him, a girl was holding the hand of the security guard and begging: "Please, uncle, I will never take pictures." ”

The corners of the security guard's mouth curled slightly, and although he didn't speak, his disbelief was revealed.

"Please cooperate with us, or I will have to invite you out. ”

The security guard mercilessly broke the girl's delusions, took her hand and things, and went to the inner storage room.

Only then did the team begin to move on, and Song Jong-hyuk kept listening to the voices coming from in front of him: selfie sticks, light signs, mineral water...... All items that do not comply with the security regulations of the concert are checked out one by one and are never allowed to be brought in.

Just bought some normal peripherals outside the venue, and there were no prohibited items, Song Jong-hyuk stored the cumbersome things, passed the security check smoothly, and entered the venue.

The ticket shows the location of the Rock Zone VVIP, number 5 in the first row, which is slightly to the right under the stage. This is basically the best spot ticket possible. SM is still quite strict in managing the internal interception of tickets.

Finding his position, Song Jong-hyuk let out a sigh of relief and stood up to look around him.

After the infield seats of the so-called VVIP, there are rows of VIP positions in the rock area, and most of them have been seated one after another at the moment, leaving only a few positions that no one has come.

On his side, No. 3 and No. 1 next to him, there were already two girls seated. To Song Jong-hyuk's surprise, there was a photographic tripod in front of them, on which a high-end SLR camera was set up, and the two were adjusting the machine for taking pictures and videos.

Song Jong-hyuk took a closer look, and the two girls were not very old, with a blue tag hanging on their chests, which should be the staff's work cards.

"Strange, do the staff have to take pictures in the seats of the VVIP?"

Song Jong-hyuk muttered to himself, but he didn't think much about it.

It seemed that his gaze was too explicit, and the girl sitting in seat No. 1 turned her head and met Song Jong-hyuk's gaze.

Song Jong-hyuk nodded a little awkwardly and smiled. The girl looked as if she had seen something disgusting, and poked at the other girl who was still debugging the machine with disgust.

"The uncle next to him looks so obscene. ”

The smile on Song Jong-hyuk's face froze.

The other girl turned her head when she heard this, and quickly avoided it, and nodded with her companion: "Yes, yes, let's be careful for a while." ”

"That ......" Song Jong-hyuk felt that he could no longer pretend that he hadn't heard, and noticed that they were speaking Korean, so he interjected bluntly: "I'm only 23 years old, so I'm not an uncle." ”

“…… I'm sorry, we were rude......" I thought that the other party didn't understand before I dared to say it blatantly, but I didn't expect Song Jong-hyuk to understand Korean, and the two girls were completely caught, and they bowed their heads in shame and apologized.

"It's okay, it's okay, girls should be careful when they're abroad. Song Jong-hyuk generously expressed forgiveness.

"Sir, are you Korean, too?" the two girls asked, listening to the familiar language, letting go a little.

"Yes," Song Jong-hyuk nodded with a smile, "I flew over from Seoul to watch the girls' generation concert." ”

"Wow, what do you call this Oba, it's really crazy rice, crazy rice!" found a fellow person, and the two girls suddenly became excited, and the sense of distance and alienation between each other disappeared in an instant.

"My name is Song Jong Hyuk, you can just call me Jong Hyuk Oba. Song Jong-hyuk honestly said his name.

“…… Chung He Oba, when we meet each other, we don't call each other by our real names. The No. 1 girl, who had been talking to Song Jong-hyuk, said a little embarrassed.

Another No. 3 girl also smiled and said, "Yes, the fan circle is still relatively taboo about real identity." My name is flyingpetals, and everyone else calls me Sister Flying. Her name is shiningsmile, and she is a fairy in the rice circle. ”

"Wow, Sister Fei, fairy, it seems that both of you are very great people!" Song Jong-hyuk sighed and praised.

"Where? I just like my sisters, plus I have time and money, and I pay more than others. The two girls were a little embarrassed by Song Jonghyuk's praise: "Aren't you also flying all the way from Seoul to Taiwan?"

"You can still get a ticket for this position, Oba, your background is not simple. Looking at Song Jong-hyuk with a little scrutiny, Sister Fei smiled very intriguingly.

"Where, where? It's just that I have a very enthusiastic friend. ”

Song Jong-hyuk disguised his wave and avoided the topic.

Sister Fei and the fairy glanced at each other, and no longer inquired about the roots.

As he spoke, half an hour had passed, and the seats around him were basically filled with spectators, and the venue was filled with noisy talking.

"There are a lot of people here today. Song Jong-hyuk looked around, looked at the glow sticks that lit up and sighed.

After all, my sisters have always been very popular in Taiwan, and this is the first time to come to Taiwan for a concert, and no one here wants to miss such a good opportunity. The fairy said proudly.

"The official seat of the Little Arena is 15,000, and today's attendance rate is about eighty percent, which is already very good!" Sister Fei stood up and looked at it, nodding with satisfaction.

"Ah, when will my sisters be able to hold a concert with 50,000 people at Tokyo Dome! The fairy said expectantly.

"Rest assured", the searchlights over the venue were turned off, and it was suddenly dark. Song Jong-hyuk was startled, only to hear the comforting voice of a girl beside him: "Don't worry, it's about to start." ”

Indeed, the fans and viewers behind him also noticed this signal, and their voices were instantly suppressed.

Everyone, including Song Jong-hyuk, lifted their hearts and waited with bated breath.

Then, in the darkness, the sound of music was heard.

The concert starts now!