Chapter 228: The Girlhood of Nine People
In the huge stadium, the hustle and bustle was retreating, and Jiang Xijun and I went against the flow of people and wanted to go in the opposite direction to them.
The laser lights scattered around the stage have been turned off, except for the large incandescent lights above the head that are still showing off, and only the pink lights in the group of people around us are still shining, and there are still a lot of aftertastes on their young or mature faces. After passing by the crowd, I handed the camera to Kang Seok-jun, who in turn handed the camera to a staff member on the spot, asking him to extract the video captured by the camera.
When my hands were finally empty, I shook my arms and moved my shoulders. Jiang Xijun, who had entrusted the camera, also swung his legs on the spot, and stood for several hours, which made his calf muscles a little tired. After a little activity, I thought that Kang Seok-joon would go directly backstage to find Kim Taeyeon and them, but I didn't expect him to still break his fingers in place and move his ankles, and he looked relaxed, as if he was going to have a boxing match.
"Don't go backstage to find them, what are you doing?" I looked at him as if I was looking at a neuropath, and I asked in disgust.
Ignoring my disdain, Kang Seok-jun stood in place, as if he was waiting for something again. Seeing his expression looking around, I sighed, compared to the ability to surprise zuò, Jiang Xijun really left me too far, he is like a magician, he can always play a lot of romantic tricks. But I don't envy this too much, because it seems that his romantic tricks have not been very successful since he met Kim Taeyeon.
I didn't have any curiosity about what Jiang Xijun had prepared, and when I saw him standing in place, I had to take out my mobile phone and wait with him while watching the news.
After the show, the few of Girls' Generation, which should be changing clothes. Just after I waited with Jiang Xijun at the entrance of the backfield for a while, a large pink flower entered the corner of my eye from a distance...... Is it a rose? I raised my eyebrows as I looked at the flower that was being held and getting closer, but it didn't feel like it was not. Compared with the roses that I see in my daily life, the flowers of these flowers in my eyes are larger, so to speak, almost twice the size, and even the color is not that bright red, but outward and inward, slowly changing from a faint pink to a slightly more intense red.
The two people holding the flowers quickly walked over, looking at the nearly 100 flowers that came in front of me, I pulled the corners of my mouth at the same time, and the shape of those petals was determined to be a rose, but I don't know exactly which one.
"This is the flower you bought?" I tilted my head and glanced at Jiang Xijun, and only after I reflexively asked this sentence did I realize how redundant this question was. So, without waiting for him to answer, I asked the next question. "What breed? Why is it this color, and the flowers are much larger than ordinary roses? ”
Jiang Xijun, who was standing with his hands tied, looked at the flowers in the distance, raised his hand and pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, which were still the same glasses without lenses, and I saw him bring them many times. I have seen him smile like this many times, and every time he laughs like this, I feel that in this world, there are only so many things he can't get. "It's a pink beauty, a specially cultivated pink beauty, a pink beauty in an ordinary flower shop, much smaller than it."
When Kang Seok-jun said the unique name of the flower, the person holding the flower had already approached.
"Hiong, get it for me." After staring at these flowers, Jiang Xijun, who was quite satisfied with the state of the flowers, continued to instruct me, and after listening to his words, I continued to keep my mouth shut, but after a while, I still took the flowers in the hands of those two people, of course, for the sake of his sincere pleading tone.
opened his arms to the maximum, and after a 100% completion of the embrace, he finally reluctantly took the flowers in the hands of the two people. This large cluster of flowers is divided into eight bunches, each with eleven flowers. Although eleven flowers are not much, because the bones of these flowers are very large, each bouquet seems very rich and full. And the consequence of catching this flower, which was originally held by two people, was that I was completely buried in this large cluster of roses, but fortunately the thorns of these roses were removed cleanly, otherwise............
Just as I struggled to wrap around the large clump of flowers, Kang Seok-jun began to go through the slow sign-off process. I tried to tilt my head sideways and stretch my neck as long as I could. I poked my head out of the flowers, and I saw this guy take the pen and sign the receipt from the flower giver, and he ......was writing "Ahh Nobari (you hurry up)! "Seeing that Jiang Xijun was still deliberately delaying time there, I exploded directly when I was unhappy.
For my explosion, Jiang Xijun just turned his head and glanced up and down at me who was holding the flower in the wolf bèi, he shook his eyebrows, and finally finished writing the receipt with speed under my murderous gaze.
The moment he finished writing the receipt, I came to his side, ready to spend most of it to his hand, I didn't expect that even if I moved quickly, but he had already made up his mind to let me suffer another loss, or move faster, he saw me take a step towards him, he didn't think about it, turned around and ran up. To note, this time his running action no longer has the demeanor of the male protagonist of idol dramas.
In his field of vision, Kang Seok-jun passed through the crowded backstage venue in a short time, and the direction he went to was the lounge of Girls' Generation that we had been to once before. At this point after the concert, a large group of staff members were putting the finishing touches on it, and they were walking around the backstage with their equipment. Now, I have to walk through a busy backstage work area while holding a large bouquet of flowers that almost completely obscures the view directly ahead.
Holding the end of the bouquet into a fist, I gritted my teeth, looking at the current situation, and I suddenly remembered that there seemed to be many such familiar stories in my memory. It seems that every time Magician Kang is ready to give Girls' Generation some surprise to Kim Taeyeon, he drags me as a cushion, and I do all the hard work, and Kuquan lets him play alone. I'll go, Assi.
While scolding at the corners of my mouth, while writing down this comparison in my heart, I held the flower and began to move to the lounge of Girls' Generation with difficulty. In addition to keeping an eye on the people coming and going, I also had to watch my feet so as not to trip over the equipment that was everywhere.
The road to the Girls' Generation lounge was bumpy, and I bumped into a staff member who looked down at the information halfway, and three or two petals fell. As soon as the staff member looked up and saw such a large bouquet of roses, he was stunned for a moment, then reacted, bowed slightly and said sorry in Japanese. Jiang Xijun, who was about to walk to the Shao Shi lounge in the distance, turned back to the situation here, and finally showed his conscience, oh no, how could this product have a conscience, I guess I am worried about what his flowers have three long and two short.
Jiang Xijun, who trotted over to me again, didn't say a word, first carefully took half of the flowers from my hand and left, and then he even told me: "Oh hiong, be careful, don't touch the flowers again." ”
Looking at the smacked face of the goods in front of me, I smiled: "Jiang Xijun, it's a little interesting." "There was a knife hidden in the smile.
Taking in my expression, Jiang Xijun quickly showed the red fruit knife, he smiled hesitantly, and patted me on the shoulder with one free hand. "Hiong, why are we scheming so much about each other. Besides, as a wingman, isn't that what I did to do the work, otherwise, what would I ask you to do? Taking his hand away from my shoulder, Jiang Xijun spread his hand and made a shrug motion. That means clearly: wingman, there must be the consciousness of a wingman.
I was stimulated by Jiang Xijun's incomprehensible expression again, and I couldn't understand why the son of the empire still had such a neurotic side to me, and the unhappy value exploded instantly, without hesitation or pause. Closing the bouquet in my hand, I also had one free hand, five fingers together, and grasped it into a fist. I brought my fist, which was one size smaller than a casserole, closer to Kang Seok-joon's face, and when the fist almost touched the tip of his nose, my movements stopped. In Jiang Xijun's confused gaze, my middle finger muscles pushed the slender middle finger straight into the sky. Of course, I didn't forget to attach a sentence in the end, which was a total of six words, sonorous and powerful―――――――― "My wingman, you have a face!" ”
When I was carrying out my middle finger disdain shì plan, I actually pinched the time, this will just finish the middle finger, without waiting for Kang Seok-jun to react, the girls' generation lounge has arrived, and without giving Kang Seok-jun any chance to fight back, I grabbed the doorknob and unscrewed the door open.
Holding four bouquets of pink roses, I was the first to walk in the door. When one of my feet had just stepped into the door, when the petal at the tip of the first rose invaded the boundaries of the lounge, when the first scent of flowers wafted into the room, the expected joy and moving eyes did not rush to me.
Three seconds later, Kang Seok-jun followed me into the rest room, and he stood a little behind me on my left hand side, and he also smelled a bad smell.
When they saw us coming in with beautiful bouquets, three of the eight stood up from the soft sand, and they smiled, the reluctant smell was too strong, so strong that even the delicate makeup could not hide it.
Yuri, Xiuying, and Hyo-yeon, who have been sorted out, take the roses from us. "Estimate me (thank you)." Their voices of thanks were suddenly hoarse.
This hoarseness made us a little silent for a while. r1152
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