"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, tried 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 Zhuyu!" Director Jang didn't want to listen to the explanation at all, and interrupted Taeyeon's words very domineeringly, instructing him arrogantly.

"Director Zhang!" Sunny shouted and calmed the director, taking this opportunity, she seized the time and said, "I just want to change the song from dance music to lyric music to prevent my body from overwhelming and affecting the effect of the live performance!" There won't be any other problems! ”

“…… Honestly, do your agents 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 that? I'm a little overwhelmed today, and I'm afraid 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 you? Taeyeon mercilessly debunks Sunny's lies, "Say, with your nature, it's impossible to fill in such a big trouble for others without a reason why you have 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? Why? Taeyeon's eyes widened and she threatened.

"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 complained as if she was hurt.

"I'm sorry, you'll find out when the official performance takes place in a moment." Lee Soon-gyu closed the door with a smile.

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 glow sticks!" 500 pieces each! First come, first served! ”

"The same pillow for Girls' Generation! Taeyeon, Yoona, Jessica! ”

"It's a sale! The Japanese special spelling is sold cheaply! ”

……

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!