Chapter 111: Flying Immortals

Half actively, half involuntarily, Song Jong-hyuk was caught in the crowd and entered the main venue of the Little Dome. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

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.

"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. ā€

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." ā€

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

"Please cooperate with us, otherwise 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." ā€

"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." ā€

ā€œā€¦ā€¦ 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 are abroad." Song Jong-hyuk generously expressed forgiveness.

"Sir, are you also Korean?" The two girls listened to the familiar language and asked a little looser.

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

"Wow, what is this Oba called, 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.

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

ā€œā€¦ā€¦ 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. ā€

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

"Where? It's just that I simply like my sisters, plus I have time and money, and I pay a little more than others. The two girls were a little embarrassed by Song Jonghyuk's praise: "Won't Chung Hyuk Oba also fly all the way from Seoul to Taiwan?" ā€

"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. ā€

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 and sighed as he looked at the glow sticks that lit up in the shadows.

"Of course! After all, the popularity of my sisters in Taiwan has always been very high, and this is the first time I have 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, and nodded with satisfaction.

"Ah, when will the sisters be able to hold a concert with 50,000 people at Tokyo Dome! At that time, I will have no regrets in my life, and I will definitely take a beautiful picture of our sister Pani. 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." ā€

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!