"Fan…Fanxing?"

In the lounge, after hearing Tiffany say the name of the so-called second level, suddenly, for some reason, Lin Yuna and Kim Taeyeon turned their heads unconsciously and looked at each other subconsciously. They seemed to have a very strange feeling in their hearts because of this very ordinary-sounding name.

Immediately afterwards, a voice of Tiffany's tone came from their ears, word by word, gently and slowly, completely gone from the mysterious and vague excitement he used to tell stories, but instead gave a touch of...indescribable tenderness.

"The stars, under the night sky, besides the moon, are the only shining existence. Each of them... is a person who shines on their own, each in their own position, silently emitting their own brilliance, either bright or dim."

"But, it's just such shining individuals, but the stars rarely seem to be able to attract attention..."

"Because although it shines, it becomes less special because of the twinkling stars in the sky. Each of them is hidden in a huge group. The bright light in the sky is them, but they are not them. Only occasionally, a few stars will be a little conspicuous because they are very bright and large."

"But, it's just...it's a bit conspicuous."

...

...

In the ticket hall of the Opera House, Han Yu frowned and looked at the corner where there was already some riots. Many viewers in line also turned around and looked at the two sides who seemed to be confronting each other in the corner.

"I, I didn't mean it..."

"Didn't you do it on purpose?! It was clearly you who pushed the person down just now!"

"Yes! I just saw this guy reach out and push Sister Huilin hard!"

"Hey, I really didn't mean it!"

...

The sound of quarrels gradually became the focus of the entire hall's sight.

Even the staff at the ticket gate turned around and looked at the corner where something seemed to be wrong. One of the middle-aged male staff members who looked obviously older frowned and looked at the two staff members who were surrounded by the young people. They thought for a moment, looked left and right, raised their hands to signal the other staff members, and then he sorted out the expression on his face, showed a kind smile, and walked towards that corner.

"Someone is here."

"Captain?"

"Hey! Uncle, look at it. Is this the work quality of your art hall staff?"

"Haha, don't be angry, I'll learn about the situation first."

The smile on his face remained unchanged. The middle-aged staff member walked through the encirclement formed by the group of young people with obvious bad looks and walked to the two staff members with different bad looks.

First, he turned his body sideways to cover up the gaze from all around him, and glared at the two people with dissatisfaction in his eyes. Then he glanced at the girl who had been helped up by his companions on the side, and asked in a low voice: "What's going on? Aren't you asking you to explain to these fans? Why..."

"No, no. We originally had to explain to them carefully, but they couldn't make any sense! The girl suddenly came up just now, and I thought...just..."

"What are you talking about?! Sister Huilin wanted to pick it up because one of our support lamps accidentally fell at your feet. As a result, you just reached out to push her so savagely!"

Although the three of them were trying to lower their voices and speaking, there were a group of people around them who were paying close attention to them. So the few people who were holding the girl had sharp ears and couldn't help but speak loudly and refute the staff who was explaining in awkwardly with a face and a whispering.

Suddenly, another noise was caused among the young people.

"yes!"

"Sister Huilin just wants to pick up something. Are you so responsive?"

"Tell me, we are customers! Are you treating prisoners with this attitude?!"

"Everyone!"

He raised his hand and waved it. The middle-aged staff shouted loudly, but there was still a smile that was so kind that it made people feel overly programmed. He said to the group of restless young people in front of him in a whisper: "The matter is not as serious as everyone said. It is of course..."

"Do you want to excuse yourself?"

Just when the middle-aged staff wanted to calm the atmosphere on the scene, a young male voice suddenly appeared, causing the middle-aged staff to froze slightly, and they sighed silently in their hearts, turned their heads, and looked at the young boy standing in front of a group of people.

He noticed this young man as soon as he came over. Although he looked not old last year and looked pretty and handsome. He was wearing glasses on his nose and looked gentle, the other party had a different temperament than that of an ordinary young student. And looking at the vague position of this group of people, the middle-aged staff naturally easily guessed that this young boy should be the leader of this group of fans.

It’s difficult for fans to get involved, and the big guys among fans are even more difficult.

This is almost a consensus among the staff in the art hall. How many of the people working in the background have not been tangled by fans?

So the middle-aged staff did not come to this young boy from the beginning, and planned to use words to comfort the young and energetic fans first.

Unexpectedly, the boy came to him directly.

Originally, the middle-aged staff had already prepared mentally. Today, this young man who led the group of fans would probably not be easy to deal with.

However, the next moment, what the other party said still made the middle-aged staff feel the urge to curse, and the impression of the other party's weakness was completely gone.

"Don't think about solving this matter quietly. There are many people here to witness it now. Let's just explain it in a dignified way."

Solve quietly...

Yes, when the middle-aged staff came over, of course they had such thoughts in their hearts, but how could they say it directly?!

The smile on his face could not be maintained, and a headache flashed unconsciously. The middle-aged staff quietly turned their heads and looked at the people around him who were paying attention to it.

Feeling the subtle meaning of those curious gazes, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief from his mouth, his eyes turned around, looking at the obviously not so simple young boy in front of him, whose slightly old face gradually became colder.

All right.

It seems that it can't be solved quietly!

-(To be continued.)

ps: say two things.

First, let’s talk about a bug found by a book friend yesterday.

It makes me feel a little embarrassed, that is... dogs cannot drink milk. Well, I actually know about this, but many dog ​​owners actually know nothing about this. They are habitually feeding their own dogs milk. The reason I wrote this is... Kanazawa is really fed by milk. The history of its growth is a history of blood and tears that is vomiting and cherishing.

However, since everyone has proposed it, I think it is inappropriate if I think about it carefully, so I will talk about it here that as for the modification, it is locked, so I can't modify it.

Second, I am sorry to everyone. I can only update one day. The specific reason is that I haven’t considered how to arrange it. The content has been written, but it is all shot-like. I am a little hesitant about how to intersperse it. In addition, the doctor told me that I had to go to bed before 10 o’clock, so I can only update one day today.
Chapter completed!