Coming out of the city hospital, Ling Qingfeng has been thinking about what Gao Tianming said just now, what is the mystery of this concert ticket in his hand? Could it be that the person I'm looking for is Zhang Biyue? There's no reason for that! She knows the situation at home very well, although she has temporarily emerged in the entertainment industry, it is too unbelievable to say that Zhang Biyue is qualified to receive this shady information!

There is also a possibility that Gao Tianming is playing tricks and talking nonsense! But after thinking about it, this is not very logical, if he is, Gao Tianliang will still mess around if he knows it! And it can be seen that the kind of doting he has for his younger brother is obvious. Unless there is a mystery in this concert ticket, it's just that I can't think of it for a while.

No matter, anyway, the concert is tomorrow night, go to the scene by yourself, maybe you can solve the mystery! What's more, putting aside the troubles, Zhang Biyue's first concert was originally something she really wanted to go.

The next night, at 6:55, the Spring Cocoon Gymnasium.

The square in front of the stadium was already densely packed with people, and everyone was waiting for the stadium to open. Because today is the first concert of the national talent champion Zhang Biyue. Many Zhang Biyue's fans came from all over the country to support her idol's first concert. In just half a year, Zhang Biyue has conquered the hearts of many people with her very characteristic voice, as well as her strong and gentle character. Her fans range from teenage middle school students to seniors in their fifties and sixties, with a considerable age span.

Some media have asserted that the phenomenon of Zhang Biyue represents the return of a literary and artistic fan, stripped of the exaggeration and extravagance of the entertainment industry, what people want to see more is innocence and simplicity, so the representative of this desire to return to the origin is undoubtedly the new generation of artist idols, Zhang Biyue.

Zhang Biyue is like a clear lotus that comes out of the mud and is not stained, using her pure voice to bring the truth, kindness and beauty back to the entertainment industry. However, some people say that Zhang Biyue's foundation is too shallow, there is no strong backing behind her, and it is difficult to sustain the exposure and lack of stamina by relying on the likes of fans alone.

Just two hours before Zhang Biyue's Spring Cocoon concert began, a rather fierce quarrel broke out in the VIP conference room on the 93rd floor of the Excellence Building adjacent to the Spring Cocoon Gymnasium.

"You call her the best acquaintance! To be an artist is to have the consciousness of being an artist. Fuck you, that's how everyone came here, there's no reason for her to break the rules! Besides, either you ate her, or you just had a meal with Duan? Even push this, what the fuck do you still want to have a concert? ”

It was a middle-aged man with a hateful face who spoke, with a fat head and big ears, and a puffing face, who stopped and scolded after taking two steps, and his mouth was very fragmented. He is Jiang Nan, the general manager of the South China region of Excellence Entertainment Group, and the representative of the organizer of the next concert. As for the Duan Shao in his mouth, he is the prince of Excellence Entertainment Group, who is known for his lust in the circle, and is the rumored boyfriend of many actresses.

"No, no! Our Biyue is a newcomer, how dare we offend Duan Shao! Her little girl's family is not sensible! Uncle Jiang, don't take it to heart! The main reason is that she is too focused on music, and this is the first concert in her life, so she doesn't know where to hide! I, I'm looking for her too! The one who answered was Zhang Biyue's agent Zhang Menglan, she knew that she couldn't afford to offend Jiang Nan, so she laughed again and again.

Jiang Nan is an old fritter in the entertainment industry, who won't understand that Zhang Menglan is delaying time, as long as it is delayed until the beginning of the concert and Zhang Biyue is on stage, he will not be so angry as the organizer. Because no one will be reluctant to pay for money, can they deliberately cut off the power! Although the box office revenue has been in the bag, if there is a problem on the scene, Zhang Biyue will be embarrassed, but the brand of Excellence Group is not worth it!

As long as Zhang Biyue comes to power, it will be a situation of both losses and prosperity. Zhang Menglan saw this point, so no matter how vicious and unreasonable the other party was, she only needed to delay enough time.

"Don't talk about it! You're his agent, can you know where she's at? If everyone didn't know where she was, the concert wouldn't have to be! Don't think I can't cure you! Today, Duan Shaohui will visit the backstage, you can run, the monk can't run the temple! I'm telling you! Tonight I have your good fruit to eat! Jiang Nan scolded unceremoniously.

Before the concert started, the organizers and stars had already made a fuss, and if this news was known to the outside world, I am afraid that there would be an uproar. This circle is so shady, and those who have the right to speak determine the rise and fall of most artists. At seven o'clock, there is still the last half an hour, and the first concert of newcomer Zhang Biyue in the music world is about to start. The Spring Cocoon Gymnasium has been filled with a large area of black pressure, and the flow of people at the entrance has not decreased, and it is still surging towards the hall.

Ling Qingfeng held the ticket in his hand and was coerced into the concert hall together. There were crowds of people everywhere, and Zhang Biyue's fans from all over the country were shouting and calling for their companions.

After a while, what GD Zhang Biyue support group, SD Biyue Club, CQ Zhang Biyue fan group, various organizations have formed their own camps. These fanatical fans are divided by geography or organization, dividing the seating area into distinct areas.

"The power of fans is terrifying!" Ling Qingfeng shook his head, he really couldn't imagine that these people like idols and like idols, why would they come up with so many organizations and so many tricks!

According to the ticket stub in his hand, Ling Qingfeng found his seat, this position is okay, not too far in the front row, not too good, in the middle of the position facing the stage.

As soon as he sat down, Ling Qingfeng picked up the glowing stick and clapping device on the seat, and waved it again and again, and his every move looked no different from the audience around him. However, his eyes were carefully searching the surroundings to see if there were any unusual people or things.

After looking around a few times, there was still nothing, and the concert was about to start. Ling Qingfeng was faintly a little breathless in his heart. With the scene here, let alone relying on your own eyes, it is difficult to find anything even with bee control. It's like an ocean, everyone here is a drop of water in the sea, and it's like looking for a needle in a haystack to find something!

"Could it be that Gao Tianming is talking nonsense?" Ling Qingfeng easily came up with such an idea.

But when I think about it, I don't think it's like it. That guy looks like a city, but he's not the kind of guy who makes up nonsense. He has obviously refused the Gao family's participation in it, and it can obviously end here, since he has taken this ticket out, it means that there must be someone in this venue who is worth looking for.

To see more people, you definitely can't sit here! Ling Qingfeng thought for a moment and immediately made a bold decision.

He decided to go on the stage, because only on the stage can he stand taller, see more people, and maybe recognize that person with just a glance!

Standing up from his seat, Ling Qingfeng squeezed through the rows of people and walked towards the back of the stage alone.

As we approached the edge of the stage, two security guards in dark blue uniforms were guarding the back door.

Ling Qingfeng's mind moved, and two elite worker bees flew towards the two security guards at once.

The two of them covered their eyes in fright almost at the same time, which is an instinctive reaction when faced with oncoming insects.

At this moment when the other party blinked, Ling Qingfeng got through the gap between the two of them and smoothly blended into the backstage.

By this time period, the backstage was already in a commotion. The waiting dancers were chattering, but their faces were full of excitement. Because the stage is about to be staged, everyone's excitement can't be stopped.

Not only the actors, but also the lighting, sound, photography and video professionals are already in place, and everyone is looking forward to the stage performance that will start soon.

At this time, the large LED screen on the stage was already scrolling to play some warm-up special effects, including a large number of Zhang Biyue's life photos and rehearsal photos, which caused the fans in front of the stage to scream from time to time.

Ling Qingfeng casually picked up a work card on the backstage chair and hung it around his neck, and then walked to the stage with a very casual look.

As soon as you enter the curtain on the side stage, you will be able to see the bottom of the stage, especially in the front row.

Ling Qingfeng didn't want to ruin Zhang Biyue's performance, in fact, being able to watch Zhang Biyue sing so closely was already a kind of enjoyment for him.

"Hey, which department are you? What are you doing standing still? Hurry up and help! An eldest sister in flower pants next to her shouted at Ling Qingfeng, which made his eardrums buzz.

Probably because of the long-term work in front of and behind the scenes, the eldest sister of the flower pants didn't feel that her voice was loud, grabbed Ling Qingfeng's sleeve, and dragged him away.

Ling Qingfeng was a thief, of course it was inconvenient to resist, so he had to let this eldest sister pull him.

It's no wonder that people are so rude, seeing that this young man is dressed ordinary, he has a work card around his neck, this eldest sister still thinks that Ling Qingfeng is a concert volunteer! There is a group of volunteers who can enter the stage, and the work they do is also heavy work.

"Hurry up, be smart! It's about to start, so hurry up and move these materials away, or you'll be in the way of the dancers on stage! Move outside the powder room! Sister Flower Pants pointed to a pile of things on the floor backstage.

Ling Qingfeng slowly picked up some of these materials, and moved them to the depths of the backstage with a few other people who were called by the eldest sister of the flower pants.

There are many people backstage, in addition to the concert organizers, there are also venue personnel, plus external actors, in fact, many people don't know each other.

Ling Qingfeng lowered his head and didn't speak anyway, and the few people who were moving things with him didn't feel anything wrong. Several people held the materials and unconsciously walked to the door of the dressing room.

The backstage row of rooms is full of concert dressing rooms, and the middle room is the largest, with two rows of seats and enlarged mirrors, which can accommodate 30 actors and actresses to make up at the same time. As for the two sides, all of them are private rooms, counting from left to right, for the main actors to use makeup alone.

Ling Qingfeng had just carried the materials to the door of the dressing room on the far left, but he heard a fierce quarrel coming from inside.

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