Chapter Eighty-Seven: Changing Seats
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As the sky darkened and the hours were not too early, the city's streets and alleys were once again filled with flashy and desperate poverty. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
There are more people in the bubble tea shop, and it is estimated that it is roughly the same as Han Sheng, and it is to watch APINK's Asian tour concert on the big stage.
Han Sheng fiddled with his mobile phone while taking a sip of honey grapefruit tea.
Please answer me Zheng Endi: "Brother Ji, have you arrived? It's getting dark early, and the concert will start in a few minutes." β
Bai Agarwood: "What are you in a hurry? You can see people if you go in early? NaΓ―ve, wait, I'm still in the second ring road, stuck in traffic." β
Please answer me Zheng Endi: "Are you still in the second ring?"
Bai Agarwood: "SH, who only came yesterday, has been sleeping, has no money to go out to play, and I may not be able to go home as soon as I play, so, oversleep." β
Please answer me Zheng Endi: "......"
Bai Agarwood: "Okay, wait a minute, Sh is really blocked, but you should be able to get there before the concert, don't worry,"
Please answer me Zheng Endi: "Hurry up, time is not running out, I am in the bubble tea shop outside the big stage, and I have come in." β
White Agarwood: "I know, I know." β
About half an hour has passed, and the circle of pink bears that Han Sheng has been waiting for left one after another, going to the SH big stage, Han Sheng glanced there, the lights in the outfield were turned on one after another, and there were more and more people, it should be the time to start entering.
Han Sheng and others are in a hurry.
At this time, a man in his twenties walked into the bubble tea shop.
This person is dressed casually, and a hip-hop black outfit seems to be teasing that he is very young, tall and thin, and wears a pair of black-rimmed glasses on his face, revealing a dead and youthful atmosphere.
Please answer me Zheng Endi: "Brother Ji, is that dead Wenqing at the door of the milk tea shop you?"
Bai Agarwood: "Do you recognize me?"
Please answer me Zheng Endi: "It's the same as your writing, in other words, why do you want to pretend to be tender?"
Bai Agarwood: "I'm young, what do you know." β
Please answer me Zheng Endi: "Uncle who is a circle older than me, he is not ashamed to wear this kind of clothes." β
Bai Agarwood: "I've never seen such a handsome uncle, right?"
Please answer me Zheng Endi: "Like your book, I have no modesty. β
Bai Agarwood: "Little brat, why do we use mobile phones to chat?"
Please answer me Zheng Endi: "......"
"Brother Chicken. Han Sheng shouted at the Wenqing uncle at the door.
"Answer?" asked Uncle Ji.
"Let's go, no nonsense, the concert has to start. Han Sheng said.
"I also want to sit down and have a cup of milk tea. Uncle Ji said dissatisfied.
"You have a lot of things, you can drink the milk tea of the whole SH after watching the concert, hurry up and go quickly. Han Sheng said busily, pushing the chicken and walking out.
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Entering the SH stage, the hall was full of voices, because the concert had not officially started, most of the lights above the head were still bright at the moment, and the staff were also walking back and forth.
Although Ji Da and himself are both in the first row, they are not consecutive seats, after all, there is no such coincidence in this world.
Fortunately, he was as witty as Han Sheng, and he found the otaku in the seat next to him and exchanged the ticket for the chicken.
Take a seat.
The atmosphere in the whole venue was scorching, and Han Sheng couldn't hear much if he wanted to say a word to Jida, so it was better to stay quietly in his seat and wait for the concert to start.
"This young lady, can we change our tickets? I'm also in the first row, and it's closer to the middle, so there will be an interactive session, and it may be easier to be invited there. β
The noise in the venue was still very loud, but Han Sheng still heard the voice of the girl not far from him.
Han Sheng looked over.
She was dressed in thick clothes all over her body, and it was almost June, but she was still wrapped in an overcoat, baseball caps, sunglasses, and masks.
Han Sheng looked at her chest......
Sure enough, just look at this place and you can roughly recognize who it is.
His pupils shrank, and he was a little helpless, so Han Sheng sat down on the side of Ji Da.
"I'm not that kind of person. Ji Da fiddled with his mobile phone while expressing his handsome refusal.
"Huh. Han Sheng laughed and still squeezed towards him.
"I'm going to be angry. Ji Da said, "I really don't do it, don't misunderstand me." β
Han Sheng's head was full of black lines.
Originally, the girl who was sitting next to Han Sheng naturally preferred the seat in the middle, and when she heard that there was such a good thing, she naturally took the ticket without saying a word, and ran to the other end to find a new seat.
The girl who was fully armed sat down, took out her mobile phone and fiddled, stilting her legs, somewhat cold.
"Hey, the girl on your right looks good, about 168 tall, nearly 170, you see that leg, long, thin, although she wears a mask, but her temperament can't hide it, it's the type I like. Ji Da whispered in Han Sheng's ear.
Han Sheng gave a big look at the chicken helplessly, and said in his heart If you know who this person is, you will be a little surprised when you think about it.
"What's wrong? Don't you think? Hey, a little fart is a little fart child, I don't know what the charm of a woman is," Ji Da began to talk eloquently, "Compared to the pure style of apink, an adult like me still prefers the kind of woman who can make people secrete hormones." β
"I don't like it. Han Sheng pouted and said.
"Little brat, learn more from my predecessors. Ji Da said.
Han Sheng ignored Ji Da, and took advantage of this time that the concert still had some time to start, and turned his head to look at the girl on the right.
This sister is still pretending not to know herself?
Looks like I've been getting a little angry with myself lately.
Han Sheng quietly reached over and moved along the stool and chair to the side of the girl's long legs wrapped in jeans.
Han Sheng's hand reached forward a little more, and unceremoniously touched her leg.
Hehe, it's so familiar anyway, it doesn't matter if you touch it.
"It's indecent!" she slapped on Han Sheng's palm.
When Ji Da heard her voice, he had a look of surprise on his face.
Hurriedly pulled Han Sheng back, and apologized to her: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, this little kid is careless, don't mind." β
The girl's eyes hidden behind the sunglasses have no resentment, but more coquettish anger.
"I really underestimate you, old driver, old driver, admire. Ji Da said helplessly to Han Sheng.
Han Sheng naturally doesn't care how girls shout "indecent idiots" and the like.
It doesn't matter if the chicken is mocking himself.
Han Sheng's salty pig hand stretched out to the girl again, and the girl frowned, but it did not stop Han Sheng's disciple-like behavior.
Han Sheng didn't do anything too much this time, just poked at the girl's slender waist.
"Ahh
"I didn't even want to touch your thighs just now, Sister Yun'er. Han Sheng said aggrievedly.