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As the first core members of the Han Jue Supporters¡¯ Association, Mai Zizeng, president Hu Fei and others have done a lot of research to prepare for the rainy day, and the concert is one of them.
The benefits of concerts are huge and the water is very deep. Sometimes there are reports on the Internet that tickets for a certain concert [sold out in one minute] or [sold out in thirty seconds] seem very exciting and seem to be proof of popularity. Fans rush to show off, but when I ask people around me, I find that Not many people got tickets and were immediately confused. Because the public sales ratio of these tickets is variable, often only a small part falls into the hands of fans, so [sold out] is not sold out, but the real sales begin now.
Most of these tickets are controlled by other interested parties, who work together to increase the price and then sell them to the audience. The singer can't interfere, and it's hard to say that he often takes the blame for "sky-high-priced concerts". Some singers have been famous for a long time, have confidence, and are relatively conscientious. They are willing to obtain 70 or 80% of the public sales ratio for their fans. Being a fan of such a singer is truly worth showing off.
"Lao Han organized this concert with [Blue Whale]. Neither party aims to make money, so the ticket price is very low, and the proportion of tickets sold to the public is more than 90%. Therefore, there are very few scalpers. , Basically none." This is what Xiaoxia told Maizi after avoiding three scalpers who came to collect tickets at high prices.
Maizi nodded, his breathing was shallow and slightly rapid.
At this time, they had already exited the subway and were walking on the road to the stadium. They were surrounded by people who were also going to the concert. They ranged in age from teens to thirties, with various skin colors, and spoke various languages. There was a lot of excitement everywhere. With joy, all emotions other than "happiness" will be dispelled here.
As the stadium gets closer and closer, the mood of Xiaochi and his group begins to warm up. Maizi gradually became excited when she was exposed to it. She had fantasized about this scene countless times, watching a concert with like-minded friends. But eight years later, many things have changed.
She didn¡¯t know if she, who had scolded or even cursed Han Jue, was qualified to be invited to the concert today, and she didn¡¯t know what kind of attitude they would treat her when she saw the president and the others again.
"That's right there," Xiao Xia pointed to the path leading to the parking lot and said, "Last year, when Lao Han participated in "Extreme Man", he saw the president's poster there, so he decided to start a concert. Yes. It can be said that without the president, there would be no current concert."
Maizi looked in that direction and said timidly: "How about forgetting it"
"What?" Xiaoxia turned around.
"I haven't heard much of his songs, but I still" Maizi said.
"What's the matter? Listening to familiar songs at a concert is an experience, and listening to unfamiliar songs is also an experience." Xiaoxia comforted Maizi.
"Yes, yes." Xiaochi also came over to comfort him: "How can anyone now come to a concert after listening to all the songs of a singer?"
Maizi looked around and found that Xiaochi and the others were chatting and laughing as they gathered towards her. The formation gradually became encircling, as if they were afraid of her escaping.
Maizi was almost carried to a place outside the venue.
This seems to be a centralized place. On a few simple tables, there are various support items stacked up, including light signs, fluorescent sticks, and toys that make "pop, pop," applause when shaken. In the box next to it, there is a box with a Clothes with Korean patterns or lyrics.
Xiaochi led the employees to queue up. The employees must have remembered what their boss said on the subway. They all lowered their heads and did not squint. They only took things and did not speak. Such sneaky actions naturally led to misunderstandings. Jiang Yun, who was in charge of distributing aid supplies, suspected that they were fishing in troubled waters. Not only did they refuse to distribute the aid, but they also beat people. They immediately begged for mercy and handed over Xiaochi, saying that it was the boss's instructions. If they didn't do this, He will be beaten by a person named Jiang Yun.
"Boy, you're done!" Jiang Yun yelled, going around the table to beat Xiaochi.
But before she could take a few steps away, she was stopped by Hu Fei.
Jiang Yun struggled a few times but failed to break free.
Jiang Yun looked up and found that the president, Cheng Cheng, Li Zi and Hu Fei had all stopped and were looking at something. She followed everyone's gaze and saw Xiao Xia and the woman standing next to Xiao Xia. The woman was dressed in a white-collar outfit and looked very capable, but her evasive eyes and restless fingers revealed the undercurrent in her heart.
Jiang Yun called out a name without hesitation: "Maizi?"
Maizi bit his lip.
The president walked out from behind the table with narrowed eyes.
Maizi's uneasiness became more and more obvious, and he subconsciously stepped back.p; The president packed up the remaining support items and led everyone into the stadium.
After exiting the passage, you can see the best seats in the circle in front of the stage from a high position. There are only a few seats that are not full, only about half.
¡°Obviously, Han Jue left a place for some people, but not everyone came.
Although Maizi has not yet decided how she wants to view Han Jue, she still feels regretful when looking at the empty seats in front of her, imagining that when Han Jue comes out and sees this place later, he will be sad.
"Let's go." The president and the others walked along, occasionally waving hello to some old friends.
Eight years have passed and we finally meet here again.
Maizi didn¡¯t go over to join in the fun, she was just in a daze while waiting for the concert to start. To this day, she still feels like she is in a dream. Today was just an ordinary day in late October. She just didn't want to go home, but she ended up here inexplicably. She inexplicably attended the concert of a star who had deeply hurt her.
Suddenly, the whole place started to buzz. The excitement and tension that filled the air became more and more public and restless, causing people's hearts to beat loudly.
The president looked around at the dark crowd and said with excitement:
"It's about to begin."
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