Under the street lights.

Zhang Jing soon realized that something was wrong, and the closer he got to the gymnasium, more and more people sat down on the side of the road and on the side of the green space, or stopped moving.

"Dude," Zhang Jing asked a young man in Mandarin, "why don't you go forward?" ”

"There are no tickets," said the handsome guy with brown hair, who is twenty-six or seventeen years old, "60,000 tickets, the official website grabbed them in 10 seconds, and all of them were sold out in four consecutive games." ”

"So exaggerated?"

"On the day of the ticket grab, big data wrote that one-fifth of Temasek's entire population was grabbing tickets, and the average number of fans around the world was 300,000 people grabbing a ticket."

The young man complained, "I didn't grab it on the Internet, but I still flew from the magic capital, even if I listened to the sound of mildew outside the venue." ”

"Why don't you add votes?"

"It has increased, the gymnasium is normally 55,000 places, and 5,000 tickets have been added, in fact, it makes little difference whether it is added or not, it is always in short supply, and I didn't grab the four games in London."

Zhang Jing was stunned, the average ticket price for the front and rear positions was S$700 a piece, how much did this mildew and her team make?

Exaggeration!

Terror!

The point is that there are 60,000 people in the field, and there are so many off-site estimates, which is so influential!

And, listening to the buddy in front of you, the whole world is like this.

At this time, a group of reporters came over and stopped seven or eight meters away next to Zhang Jing to interview a woman in her thirties, wearing a moldy head print T-shirt, who looked like a professional person.

"Hello," the reporter asked politely, "can we be interviewed on local2 TV?" ”

"Of course," the woman agreed, covering her head with a cloth as she spoke, "so that the boss won't find out that I'm pretending to be sick and haven't grabbed a ticket, so please interview." ”

"This interview will be answered by the Minister of Education," the reporter asked with a happy expression on his face, "Excuse me, is there anything you would like to say about this concert?" ”

The woman was pleasantly surprised, "I wish it could be made a public holiday." ”

"Anything else?" The reporter asked.

"Please give the children a little more chance, they love mildew very much, but they can't get tickets."

Zhang Jing listened to it from the side, and the woman interviewed was very literate and super optimistic.

The next person was a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl, and the reporter asked her, "Is there anything you would like to say to the Minister of Education?" ”

"It's been a long time since I've seen mold, and I have to buy tickets for the concert," the little girl said to the camera without stage fright, "I passed all the subjects except my native language, please give me a chance to buy tickets." ”

What he saw and heard, Zhang Jing was surprised that the little girl had a strong adaptability.

Many children are her age, and they can't say anything bad when they see the camera, let alone give advice to the minister.

It was interesting because of the joint program, the Minister of Education called in live.

A middle-aged male voice.

"I hear it, I feel it, but I'm worried about how fans of Coldplay, Blackpink, BTS, Beyoncé and others will feel;

I am also concerned that this may further exacerbate inflation, leading to an increase in the price of food court meals. ”

The minister's tone on the other end of the phone was light-hearted, humorous, and educational.

The point is that he actually took into account the price of ordinary people eating in the food court.

After a pause, the minister said on the phone: "If you can invite Mildew to the school to perform for free, your school can be closed the next day." Is that good? But try not to let her sing on Friday......"

The little girl's expression was confused, she wanted to see the mold, but the minister told her that it would be expensive to eat, and she also had to consider the feelings of other celebrity fans.

In the end, she was given a flatbread, and a decent one, avoiding Friday.

Zhang Jing was smiling beside him, and the minister on the other end of the phone was also an interesting person.

After the two interviews, Zhang Jing felt that Temasek, whether it was an ordinary person or a minister, had a very high level of education, and it was true that ordinary people had money in their pockets.

There is no pressure for adults to work and children to study.

Considering that he didn't have a special love for mildew, after the reporter left, there were still five minutes before the concert began, Zhang Jing came to the 13 and 14 little girls and handed over the tickets, "Give it to you." ”

Looking at the ticket handed over by Zhang Jing, the child was super surprised for a second, and other people nearby also looked at it.

"This..."The little girl looked at Zhang Jing in disbelief and asked, "How much?" ”

"No money," Zhang Jing smiled, "I wish you a good time." ”

"Thank you, thank you," the little girl jumped up to take the ticket as she spoke, and bowed sharply on the ground, "Thank you, brother." ”

Looking at the children who were running quickly towards the ticket gate, the 26 and 27-year-old young man with dyed brown hair said, "I really have you, I admire it from the bottom of my heart, and I must be reluctant to change it." ”

Zhang Jing just chuckled slightly, he couldn't say that he didn't love the mildew enough, otherwise he would be killed by tens of thousands of people nearby.

At the same time, after the 13 and 14-year-old girl checked her tickets, she followed the instructions all the way to the front row, and she found her seat a few minutes after the concert began.

The sitting on the right hand side is a sister with a super good temperament and a very bright ticket.

The reason why the little girl paid attention to the beautiful sister next to her was because this sister stared straight at her with a look of disbelief.

Zhang Jing didn't know that Yuan Hong had designed him, and he stood outside the gymnasium with the others, and with the bursting sound of a large number of fireworks, he made a huge cheering sound.

Because the cheers were so loud that they could be heard clearly inside and outside the venue.

Then the "Red" prelude sounds.

Mildew's singing voice started....

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At the same time, the screams and shouts of fans inside and outside the stadium.

Zhang Jing was covered in goosebumps in the crowd, and his tasteful voice and lyrics were full of love and like.

continued to listen, the more Zhang Jing listened, the more he liked it, and unconsciously from eight o'clock in the evening to the end of eleven o'clock in the evening.

Push forward the clock by three hours.

Eight o'clock in the evening.

Shenguo - Royal Court, the Lingguan Palace area in the northeast of the city - Qingyuan Hotel.

A young man of twenty-six or seventeen years old came to the front desk.

"Welcome," greeted the front desk attendant with a smile, "here is our room list." ”

As he spoke, the waiter handed a beautiful booklet to the guest with both hands.

"I'm here for an interview," said the twenty-six-seven-four young man, looking at the waitress, "applying for security." ”

The waiter took back the beautiful booklet, "Please give me your resume." ”

The young man complied and handed the information to the waiter.

At a glance, the waitress handed back the young man's resume and 1,000 yuan together, "Please fly to Xiangjiang, the interview location is at the North Shore Museum of Silver Mine Bay." ”

Looking at the 10,000 meters handed over by the waiter, the twenty-six or seventeen-year-old young man was stunned, his brain couldn't react a little, and he asked tentatively: "Aren't you afraid that I won't go?" ”

"I don't know," said the waitress, "my job is the primary selection, and I pay the candidates and inform you of the interview address." ”

Gently took the 10,000 meter yuan, and the young man couldn't recover for a long time.

In normal life, cashiers, side dishes, factory workers, etc. are only about 400 yuan per month, and 10,000 meters is equivalent to 25 months' wages of ordinary people.

The temptation is great!

After leaving the Qingyuan Hotel, after hesitating for three seconds, the young man went straight to the airport.