In the "Xiao Gao" program group, guests have become the biggest problem.

Kuroki learned from the gossip people on the TV station that Tamura Kiko personally ran to Seiko's economic company.

As a result, he didn't even see the face of the Holy Son, and was politely rejected by the agent.

The reason is very good, the schedule is conflicting, and the Holy Son is going to Okinawa to hold a performance.

In fact, there is time after the concert, it's just how others will let popular singers casually put on new shows.

Even if the producer is the eldest lady of Asatsuki TV.

"All the tickets for the Okinawa Gymnasium are sold out, and there are 6,000 people, so only the Holy Son has such appeal."

The people in the program team are very calm, gossiping together, they are employees, not bosses, as long as the salary is still paid, everything is easy to say, the interesting thing is that if the show is a big success and the creation is worth hundreds of millions of yen, some of them will be angry and think that it is unfair for them to get a dead salary.

"Okinawa concert?"

Kuroki Castle muttered a few words, triggering the Hall of Memory.

He immediately went to Kiriko Tamura's office and knocked on the door to enter.

Tamura Kiko is still as glamorous as ever, and her temperament is excellent.

"I have heard about the Holy Son, and from the perspective of the brokerage company, it is not difficult to understand that we are rejected, but if we convince the Holy Son, they have no reason to refuse." Blackwood City gets straight to the point.

"Interview the Son directly? This will offend someone else's company, in that case, how can the Holy Son disobey his own company to cater to us? ”

"What if the Son must insist? She is popular now, and the agency doesn't want to make too much trouble, not to mention that the remuneration on our side is not low. ”

Tamura Kiko thought for a while, and the point of what Kuroki Castle said was that the Holy Son would agree.

"Do you have a way to convince the Son? Do you know her? Tamura asked.

"I don't know, but there is a way, and I can't say that it is 100% successful, but the certainty is still quite large."

"You're a broadcast writer, so you're not responsible for the guests, right?" Tamura Kiko was a little puzzled.

When Kuroki Castle heard this, his face was not too ugly, "Miss Tamura, although this is not my scope of responsibility, but as a friend, it is natural for me to help, not to mention that this is my show." ”

"Friends."

Tamura Kiko bowed her head silently, the dim light hitting her face, not knowing what she was thinking.

"What can you do?" She asked.

"Confidentiality."

Kuroki smiled and said, "I need a plane ticket, a VIP concert ticket." ”

"You're flying to Okinawa? The concert starts tonight and is sold out, but I can figure it out. ”

Kiko Tamura looked at his confident smile and remembered that he looked the same way when he talked about the project.

"You go to the airport first, and call me there." Tamura Kiko was led by him, and the speed of her speech increased.

"Wait for my good news."

Kuroki Castle quickly rushed out of the TV station and stopped a taxi in a big way.

"Please give me the slip."

After an hour's drive, looking at the amount on the watch, the muscles at the corners of Kurokijo's mouth twitched a few times.

I contacted Tamura Kiko through the phone number at the airport, and after asking for directions, I asked him to wait where he was.

It didn't take long for a panting middle-aged man to come up to him.

"Mr. Kuroki? You are what you want. ”

He handed over an envelope with airline tickets and tickets, and a stack of cash.

The cash was not what he wanted, it should be that Tamura Kiko was worried that he didn't bring the money.

He was glad that he met Tamura Kiko, otherwise where would he find such a stupid producer.

Getting on the plane, Kuroki found that it was still first class, and loosened his tie with a tired face.

Taking out the concert tickets and making sure the date on them was correct, Kuroki City smiled.

If nothing happens, the Son will be in the national newspaper tomorrow.

Because during the concert, I was hit six times with a hammer, mostly on the head!

"It's really a traditional art." Kuroki sighed.

The perpetrator is not a crazy fan, and in an interview after being arrested, he said this: "As long as I hit the Holy Son, I can be popular!" ”

Kuroki couldn't understand such a brain circuit.

He plans to take the opportunity to stage a heroic play to save the United States! When the time comes, it will not be easy to invite her?

Of course, in the parallel world, Blackwood City is not sure if the assailant will appear, but since this concert exists, the possibility of appearing is still very high.

After getting off the plane, Kuroki rushed to the Okinawa Gymnasium.

Four hours had passed since the TV station, and dusk had fallen.

Outside the stadium was bustling with fans, who had gathered outside, and vendors who smelled business opportunities were selling discs and posters about the Son.

The blackwood city that watched it wanted to buy a batch of glow sticks to sell.

Kuroki Castle was in no hurry to enter, so he found a store nearby and ordered oden.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, Kuroki Castle thought that he was in Okinawa, how many years was his wife Gakki born?

Thinking that his wife was still there, Kuroki City was inexplicably depressed.

Glancing up at the wall clock, it was 5:58.

The concert starts at 7 o'clock, enters the venue at 6:30, runs out of oden, returns to the gymnasium, and there is a long queue at the entrance.

"It's terrifyingly popular."

Blackwood City lined up at the back of the line and slowly entered the gymnasium.

The gymnasium was still lit up, and Kuroki Castle could see it all at a glance, and the first impression was that it was no wonder that he would be beaten.

The stage is very rudimentary, and it can even be said that there is none.

The audience at the front was no more than ten meters from the stage, and the VIP tickets for Blackwood City were even higher, and the band was right next to them.

This is still deliberate, it is a popular scene now, allowing the audience to get close to the idol.

According to history, after several bloody and tearful lessons, there will be guardrails and security for future generations.

As time went on, the stadium became more and more crowded, and the noise grew louder and louder, sometimes with inexplicable neat shouts.

He came to the seats on the ticket, there were no chairs, yes, there were no chairs in the VIP seats, they were all sitting on the ground.

Suddenly, the lights went out, and after a moment of silence, Blackwood heard a tsunami of cheers.

The Holy Son, dressed in a white dress, walked from the backstage under the light, with a symbolic smile on his face.

This kind of smile is the same as the smile of his wife Gakki when those who eat peaches in later generations, and it is full of healing power.

"It's not as tall as on TV, the official data is 160, and the high heels under your feet are about 3cm, it's really healing when you laugh, especially those ignorant and budding eyes, no wonder there are so many fans."

Kuroki looked at the national idol, and the hair of the Holy Son was even shorter than before.

Without greeting the audience, the band started playing directly, and the Holy Son performed a classic stage secret technique, swinging his shoulders from side to side.

Also, singing directly is the best response to the audience.

Blackwood looked left and right, looking for suspicious figures.

If there were no perpetrators in the parallel world, then he didn't know how to explain the purpose of his trip to Tamura Kiriko.