Chapter 20: Fubi (7)

Tears fell quietly and silently, Dong Yuan didn't want to wipe them, and he didn't have time to wipe them.

The glow sticks create countless afterimages on the hands, and whenever the song reaches the climax of the finale, the audience will definitely sing along.

No one is exempt.

After all, I've heard it too many times, and I'm too familiar.

Dong Yuan felt a sense of happiness of belonging, a happiness that he had never felt at home.

It's good to be alive.

One song after another, the non-stop singing made the atmosphere of the scene continue to break through the climax. Another song ends, and the finale bows to the audience in thanks.

"Thank you all for joining me, I'm really happy."

"After singing so many songs, I said that I was a little tired at the finale~ I need to take a break. In fact, I want to steal the director's box lunch......"

"I also hope that all the audience members can also take a break, and then you can hear my new songs!"

"Then you'll see you later."

There was a shout from the audience, and the wait became long.

It's halftime time.

"Brother Jue! Did you hear that! There's a new song! Just guess and know it's about Fubi! ”

"Got it, got it, I won't hear it if I shake it again!"

Dong Yuan, who was excited, let go of his hands and said, "Brother Jue, do you want to go to the toilet?" ”

Lin Yunjue, who was about to twist into a snake demon, barely straightened his body and turned off the glow stick.

"Won't you go yourself?"

"I don't know where ......"

"Alright, let's go, together!"

……

Fubi Cultural Center, not far from the gate, a man and a woman are walking briskly.

"Brother, it's all your fault, the procrastination caused me to be late, now the concert has been going on for a while, if you miss the new song of the finale, I will use your money to buy an oversized Fubi ice cream!"

The girl who walked in front urged the boy behind her and said dissatisfiedly.

"Wow, didn't you force me out of bed, and I don't like to come and see. I didn't come alone, and I wanted to throw the pot on my head. The boy said reluctantly.

The girl turned around and grimaced, speeding up her pace. The boy had no choice but to follow.

Normally, there would be no one else at the gate at this point in time, except for those who are late, but when the brother and sister came to the gate to check the tickets, they found that someone who didn't look like they would come here.

A chubby middle-aged woman is getting into a verbal altercation with a ticket inspector.

The middle-aged woman's voice was very loud and full of anger.

"What's going on with you? My son is holding my ID card to buy a ticket from you, is it illegal? You just let him in, why can't I go in? What are you? Dare to stop me from coming in to find my son? ”

"This lady, I don't know whose ID card your child used to buy tickets, but it must be a ticket to enter the venue, which is a legal way, now is the time to sing, you will be punished for entering rashly, not to mention that you don't have concert tickets." The ticket inspector explained softly, for fear that the middle-aged woman would act aggressively.

"You're a machine that isn't even a human and sings a few songs and then has a concert? Tickets are still so expensive? Why don't you go and grab it? I'm telling you, if you don't let me in today to find my son, I'll go to court and sue you for illegally stealing the minor's money!" ”

The middle-aged woman spoke sharply and slapped the ticket gate, imposing.

The ticket gate let out a painful wail.

The ticket inspector had never met anyone who would make trouble here, and he didn't know what to do for a while, so he had to say:

"Well, I'll invite my leader over, what do you think?"

"You'd better hurry, I don't have that much time to waste."

The ticket inspector hurriedly dialed the internal phone. The brother and sister behind the middle-aged woman saw everything in their eyes and looked at each other, not knowing whether to go in or not.

Time only stopped for two or three seconds, and the girl finally made up her mind, and with the determination to die, quietly took the boy and walked around the other ticket gate next to the middle-aged woman.

"Hello two, please show your tickets." The other ticket inspector withdrew his gaze and smiled at the two of them.

The girl smacked her tongue secretly and hurriedly handed the two tickets in her pocket to the ticket inspector.

"Miss Tang Weili and Mr. Tang Yangxuan, this is your voucher and glow stick, please keep it. It's halftime, and the two of them still have a chance to hear the new song of the finale. ”

"Really? Brother, you see, it's better to come early than to come at a good time, am I amazing? Although it's a bit of a pity that I didn't hear it before. Twilight happily waved her forearm to bring the glow stick in her hand and expressed herself to Yang Xuan.

"Yes, yes, you're the best." Yang Xuan took the voucher and the glow stick, and replied weakly.

The middle-aged woman who was waiting looked at her coldly from the side, and suddenly interjected:

"You two should still be in middle school, I advise you to get out of here quickly, otherwise you won't be admitted to college!" It's as vicious as a game, killing you kids who are still studying every day, and I don't know why the government hasn't gotten rid of all this garbage. ”

"Yes, yes, yes." Yang Xuan awkwardly agreed, even if he didn't agree with what this person said.

Twilight frowned and looked dissatisfied, the beauty in her heart was polluted by a stranger's words, and she couldn't help but say:

"Auntie, how can you say that, although I don't know what your son did, but you can't say such bad things about here, and my brother and I are already college students."

There was silence at the scene, the ticket inspector looked at the brother and sister in surprise, and the middle-aged woman was stunned for a few seconds and laughed:

"Little sister, you have to be realistic in deceiving people, you two don't look like reading materials no matter how you look at it, let alone college students coming here? It can't be a private university, right? Who but Linkakov would dare to call himself a college student? I don't want to hit you, it's impossible for a fish to fly to the sky, it's better to go back and read more books, so that there is hope. ”

Twilight was stunned. What's going on with this person? He even said that he was not a college student because of his cute appearance, no, he must talk to this woman today.

As soon as he took a deep breath, he was stopped by Yang Xuan.

Yang Xuan sensed his sister's intentions: "Okay, okay, the intermission is almost over, let's go in first." ”

Twilight looked at Xiang Yangxuan in confusion, not understanding why she didn't let her continue.

Yang Xuan explained in a low voice: "That woman is angry now, she dares to say anything, and this has nothing to do with us, it is better to enter the arena early, do you still want to listen to the new song of the finale?" ”

After hearing this, Twilight lowered her head in frustration, took one last look at the middle-aged woman, and walked forward with Yang Xuan.

The middle-aged woman looked at the backs of the brother and sister and sighed, worried about their future.

Why are there always disobedient children in this world, do you know how hard the road you will have to walk in the future? If you don't listen to your advice, you will be killed sooner or later.

After a while, a white-collar worker in a suit walked over from the side door, and the ticket inspector looked at it and hurriedly said to the middle-aged woman:

"This lady, he is our manager, you can find him if you have any trouble."

"Hello, can I help me?" The manager greeted the middle-aged woman with a smile.

The middle-aged woman nodded slightly, and said, "Can you bring my son out?" ”

The manager had already learned about the situation from the ticket inspector, nodded and said: "Although your child has a ticket to enter, but you said that he used your ID card to buy the ticket, part of the explanation here is in your hands, as long as your child is on the scene, we can be responsible for bringing the child to you." ”

"Hmm." The middle-aged woman nodded with a little satisfaction, or the manager was useful.

"Then we need your personal information, by the way, what is your child's name?"

"Dong Yuan." The middle-aged woman replied with hatred of iron.