Singer Long Qingquan has held solo concerts all over the country, and of course, it is even more common in his hometown provincial capital. Every concert is full, which shows its popularity.

Because the singer's surname is Long, and he is tall and handsome, the nickname given to him by fans is Feilong, which has become his stage name.

A few words printed in the artistic style in the corner of the picture: "Flying Dragon Concert, City Gymnasium, see or leave." ”

Xiao Ying is not a fan of Long Qingquan, and he is not very interested in music, of course, he doesn't hate it, so he turned the publicity monotony around, and some wonderful pictures of Xiao Ying holding solo concerts in various venues were printed on the back.

He was about to put down the leaflet, when suddenly, Luo Shuxiang on the opposite side snatched the leaflet, held it in his hand, stared at the photo of Long Qingquan on it, his eyes rolled slightly, and he seemed to be watching every picture and word on the leaflet.

Seeing this scene, Xiao Ying was surprised and delighted. Before this, he had never seen Luo Shuxiang's eyes roll, and when he saw this concert leaflet, his eyes actually rolled, although he was still expressionless.

It seems that this Luo Shuxiang is very cold to Long Qingquan, maybe he is his fan. If so, taking him to one of his concerts might be able to arouse his interest in life, open her chatterbox, and find the reason for her suicide.

Xiao Ying glanced at the time of the concert on the back, which happened to be half past six this evening.

But will tickets for such concerts be too expensive? You have to figure this out first, otherwise you won't be able to afford a ticket after you go, and you'll be ashamed. Fortunately, there was a ticket price on the flyer, and he went up to take a look, the best front row was 80 yuan, the middle was 50 yuan, and the back was 20 yuan.

There are two 160s in the front row, and it is really distressing to let him spend so much money to watch a singer concert that he is not very interested in. But he promised Luo Qingsong to try his best to help him find the reason for his daughter's suicide, but he didn't say that he would do everything he could, and now he is shy in his pocket, and he still owes the money to save his life as a bodhisattva. Now the cash is just enough to buy the last row of 20 yuan.

Just join in the fun and see if it works, there is no need to spend so much money.

So Xiao Ying pressed his hand on the leaflet and pulled it down, looked at Luo Shuxiang, and said, "Do you want to go to the Feilong concert?" I ask you, if you want to go, let's go buy tickets now. If you go late, the tickets are sold out. ”

Luo Shuxiang stood up suddenly, glanced at Xiao Ying, and turned around to walk out.

This was the first time that the exterminator had looked at him in the two of them for an hour or two, and the reason was because of another concert by another tall and handsome man. This made Xiao Ying feel a little depressed and smiled bitterly, stood up, picked up his ice cream, and saw that Luo Shuxiang had only eaten a small amount of ice cream just now, and most of it was left, so he also picked it up and chased it out of the ice cream shop.

Xiao Ying handed the ice cream to Luo Shuxiang, and Luo Shuxiang took it and continued to eat.

Xiao Ying doesn't know if there is a direct bus line from here to the City Gymnasium, and if not, how to transfer. He was holding an ice cream and looking up at the bus stop sign on the platform.

At this time, a bus came, and Xiao Ying didn't pay attention to how many buses it was, and he couldn't get to the city stadium. But Luo Shuxiang had already stepped on the bus, he hurriedly chased after him, and asked Luo Shuxiang: "Is this car going to the city stadium?" ”

Luo Shuxiang actually nodded. Xiao Ying is even more happy, there is progress, and he is now confident that he will slowly close the distance with the exterminator.

He happily grabbed the bus crossbar with one hand and the ice cream with the other, and put it on his mouth and licked it with his tongue, which was very cool.

Halfway through, they got off the bus, changed to another bus, and soon arrived at the city gymnasium.

Xiao Ying saw that Luo Shuxiang didn't look at the station sign when he changed trains halfway, so he smiled and said, "Are you familiar with the bus line?" ”

Luo Shuxiang ignored him this time, walked up the steps, and came to the ticket office of the City Gymnasium.

When he got here, Xiao Ying remembered the address Luo Qingsong wrote for him, which was near here, about a few hundred meters, it turned out that Luo Shuxiang's family lived near the stadium, no wonder, he was so familiar with the bus route back to the stadium.

There was already a long queue here, and after a few more turns, there were probably hundreds of people. And it moves very slowly. There are also some fans who pull banners, hold placards, giggle, laugh, and are very excited. There are quite a few security guards maintaining order.

Xiao Ying saw that the long queue was too big, so he asked him to queue for an hour or two under the scorching sun to buy a ticket, so it was better to strangle him.

He turned his head to look at Luo Shuxiang with some frustration, only to see her eyes glazed, looking at the huge poster hanging on the wall of the gymnasium, on which it was Long Qingquan singing in a chic and elegant manner.

Her eyes were expressionless, as dull as a zombie. It's as if you've walked through a poster and looked into the distance.

Seeing her like this, Xiao Ying couldn't guess whether she wanted to watch this concert or not. But remembering that his father helped him so much, he should have paid 40 yuan to accompany her to the concert. Maybe you'll be able to get her to open her mouth and figure out why she's committed suicide.

But there are too many people queuing up to buy tickets, can you find a way to go through the back door?

He rolled his eyes a few times, and suddenly thought that Wang Qinglin's daughter Wang Yuejuan didn't work in the Market Management Office of the Municipal Cultural Bureau? This kind of commercial performance should belong to the Market Management Department of the Municipal Bureau of Culture. There may be a way to find her.

So, Xiao Ying said to Luo Shuxiang: "You wait for me here, I'll make a phone call, I'll come back soon, don't go away." ”

This time Luo Shuxiang nodded again, Xiao Ying was sure that she heard it, and immediately relieved, looked around, and saw that there was a public telephone sign on the street not far away, so she quickly ran over, there was a phone book next to the phone, and after opening it, she quickly found the Market Management Office of the Municipal Bureau of Culture. It was work time, so I dialed it.

It was Wang Yuejuan who answered the phone, and Xiao Ying hurriedly said, "Aunt Wang, I'm Xiao Xiao." A friend and I wanted to watch the Feilong concert at the cultural center, but there were too many people in line, I don't know if you have anything to do with opening a back door to get two tickets. ”

Wang Yuejuan smiled and said, "No problem, small things, I'll ask someone to send the ticket directly to you." ”

"No, no, it's not me who pays for it, it's a friend treat, we're at the stadium station right now, and there are too many people in line. It's just too lazy to queue up. ”

"It's okay, Auntie, please be fine. Don't walk away from this phone booth, I'll ask them to call here and get in touch with you. ”

Soon this matter was done, and a staff member called Xiao Ying next to the public phone, and after contacting him, he sent two tickets to Xiao Ying.

Xiao Ying wanted to pay, but the man said, "No need, this is a free ticket." And then he left.

Xiao Ying was surprised and delighted, it seems that Wang Yuejuan's face is really big enough, she actually got a free ticket, and she was even happier when she saw that it was still in the front row.

He trotted back to the billboard with the ticket, Luo Shuxiang still looked at the billboard stupidly, like a sculpture, but there was still no expression on his face, and there was no excitement from the fans around him.

Xiao Ying shook the two free tickets in front of her and said, "I got two free tickets through the relationship, the front row, let's come directly to the concert in the evening, and go back now." ”

Luo Shuqin finally turned her head slowly, glanced at Xiao Ying again, and turned around without saying a word and walked down the steps to the bus stop.

The two took the car back to their company in the railway station square. I saw a burly and tall female policeman standing at the door of the company, looking at his billboard in a daze.

Xiao Ying was taken aback, could it be that Luo Shuqin's zombie-like psychotic appearance attracted the attention of the police and followed him here? He hurriedly walked over and glanced at the policewoman. Seeing her with big eyebrows, tigers and tigers, and a fine light in her eyes, it made people feel a little chilling, especially, she is very tall, at least more than one meter nine, and she has a tiger's back and a bear's waist, very strong, Xiao Ying stood beside her, almost a head shorter than her, and her body was at least two rounds smaller than her.

It is estimated that the police uniform on her body should be the clothing of a male policeman, and the female policeman does not have such a large size. Even among the male policemen, it is estimated that it is oversized, and it is really majestic and murderous when worn on the body.

Xiao Ying glanced at her and didn't dare to look at it anymore, took out the key and was about to open the door.

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