This afternoon, Zhang Jian got the ticket from Sun Kang, and then took Zheng Lei and them to have a meal together in the evening. Because there were too many people, Zhang Jian and the others drove four cars. Zheng Lei didn't drive, but the other three female teachers were not girlfriends, but family members, and the family members had cars, so it was quite convenient for everyone to be together.

After eating, it was only six o'clock, and they were clamoring to hurry over. Zhang Jian was a little speechless, the concert started at half past seven, okay, what are you doing so early?

The two-and-a-half-hour concert, if there is a bit of an accident, or if the fans are too enthusiastic, it will take a full three hours. In other words, if you want to keep screaming for three hours, it is also a test for the fans' body and voice.

Before entering the venue, when there were still a few kilometers away from the exhibition, the traffic jam began. According to Zhang Jian's meaning, just drive over slowly, but they actually said that getting out of the car and walking over was too slow.

I'll rub, do you want to do this, aren't you just watching a concert, the stick combination you talked about, I haven't heard of it. Besides, the kind of singing style of the stick has high requirements for sound, and it sounds live, aren't you afraid of being disappointed?

Real cow fork singers, like singers and doctors, can get drunk when they sing a cappella. You let them try these groups to sing a cappella, and it's guaranteed to make you feel very average.

What Zhang Jian hates most is listening to this kind of singer sing, sometimes the voice of the accompaniment is louder than the singer's voice, and you can't tell whether the singer is singing or not. There is also this kind of singing and dancing combination, is there less lip-synching being exposed?

The three cars rubbed forward for a while, and when they were less than a kilometer away from the exhibition, they parked in a paid parking lot on the side of the road. Then get off the bus and walk.

The roadside is already full of stalls. I sell T-shirts with the names of the members of the group. Sell badges for their avatars, sell all kinds of fluorescent signs, you can shake them with your hands when they sing, sell oversized glow sticks, which are several times larger than the concert gift, and sell concert posters......

Zhang Jian saw them lower their heads and began to pick out these things, and only then did he understand why they came an hour earlier. Woman buys something. Trouble~~

Zhang Jian looked at the other three men, like himself, who came with their families, and his eyes were full of helplessness. Needless to say, they don't really like this combination, they are purely strong men.

For example, they can protect them when the queue is crowded, for example, when they go to the toilet, they can accompany them, such as when grabbing gifts, they jump higher. The arms are stronger.

"This, we want ten." A female teacher didn't ask for the price. I took out my wallet and prepared to buy half sleeves.

"Wait, wife, there are only seven people in that combination, you buy a set of seven pieces, what if you don't come out with three more?" The female teacher's husband persuaded.

"That's right, then seven pieces, you wear them with me."

The other two men, like Zhang Jian, wiped the sweat from their heads at the same time. Fortunately, they didn't wear it, and there were still portraits of those sticks printed on it, yellow and white, and heavy clothes painted on their faces, which looked too frustrating!

The other two men hurriedly greeted Zhang Jian and said that they would go over there to buy something. When they came back after a while, Zhang Jian immediately gave them a thumbs up.

Where do you buy popcorn for a concert? Zhang Jian's favorite, but unfortunately it was not accompanied by melon seeds. But grapefruit tea is very important to these ladies, protect their throats. Looking at their posture, they must be pulling their necks and shouting at night.

Zhang Jian took out a cigarette and lit it for the two buddies, as for the other one, he was still trying on clothes, and he changed two sets, both of which were thin! Zhang Jian looked at the buddy, just like himself, he was 1.7 meters tall, and he actually had 200 pounds, can this one-size-fits-all clothes be not small?

"Wife, look, I can't wear it either, or I won't wear it?" He asked tentatively.

"No, you have to wear it." In the end, the buddy was strangled tightly, Zhang Jian and they all wanted to laugh when they looked at it, and they actually tried hard to show a smile at their wife, what a good man. But this honor, if you can find that female teacher so beautiful, you really have to be careful.

At seven o'clock, Zhang Jian squeezed to the ticket gate with them and queued up to check the tickets. Zhang Jian protected Zheng Lei with both arms, and there was clearly a deliberate advantage next to MD, and Zhang Jian knocked off several hands. If you don't want to make a big fuss, you have to interrupt them.

I finally squeezed in, because it was a VIP in the front row, someone specially led them over to sit down. Zhang Jian and a few of the men breathed a sigh of relief, MD watched the concert, and it was really alive!

The six women were still waiting excitedly, each wearing an avatar badge pinned to their chest, wearing a hat with their group's logo on it, and holding a fluorescent sign with the group's members' names in their hands.

Zhang Jian and the other men were speechless, we can understand if you come to the concert, if you encounter a good song, we can also understand it by screaming, but before anyone appears, you start rehearsing the slogan, what's going on? Rehearsals are rehearsals, for Mao to pull the four of us on?

Zhang Jian and Zheng Lei sat on the far left of the ten people, and they were also seats facing the stage, and it was absolutely no problem to see Cheng dù clearly. Zhang Jian just wants to stay away from them, so that he can be more or less quiet. Of course, because he is still holding a popcorn bucket in his hand, he doesn't want to share it with others, and when he encounters a song he doesn't like, he turns his grief and anger into food, and it is estimated that after this concert, he may not have enough bucket to eat.

"Eh, Zhang Jian, Zheng Lei, what a coincidence~~"

A familiar female voice sounded in Zhang Jian's ears, and he turned his head stiffly when he saw Zheng Lei's questioning eyes.

I'm rubbing, Li Feifei, why is she here too? You can come, what kind of position do you choose, is it so coincidental? If this was told to Zheng Lei, it was a coincidence, she would believe it, right?

"You only bought ten scalper tickets?" Zheng Lei asked.

"Yes, ask a friend. Really, I really only got ten of them, and she's absolutely nothing to do with me. Zhang Jian hurriedly clarified.

"Yes, Zheng Lei, I got this one from a scalper, and I didn't spend any money. I showed him my police ID card, and wanted to sue him for a cheap deal, not to add money, but I didn't know that he would be cowardly when he saw it, and then stuffed the ticket to me and ran. I didn't spend any money, so I came in with the ticket and looked at it. Li Feifei explained.

"yes, yes, you see it's such a coincidence. Or Lei Lei, let's change positions? Zhang Jian asked tentatively.

"No, why are you friends with her, it's good to chat, anyway, you don't like this concert very much." Zheng Lei said lightly.

"Like~~ How could I not like it? That's what I like the most. ”

"It's Park Xianmin." Zheng Lei emphasized.

"Yes, yes, it's Park Xianmin, the yellow-haired one, right?"

"It's white-haired." Zheng Lei said again.

"Uh~~ I'm talking about white hair."

Zheng Lei nodded with satisfaction, and then handed a fluorescent card in his hand that Zhang Jian liked to hold only after being named a brain-dead fan, and handed it to Zhang Jian, Zhang Jian will become a brain-dead fan today. (To be continued......)

PS: The new book is still under review, why is it so slow this time