She walked into a rice roll shop. The heater was on and it was very warm. When the boss saw someone coming in, he hurriedly said, "Would you like something to eat?"
Mu Mu didn't look at the order and ordered directly, "A bowl of rice rolls, more chili."
"OK."
She looked around and shook her head.
It's not here, it can't be here.
It is impossible for Ning Rui to tell Man Wenyu about their past, so it cannot be in these places.
She only took a few bites of a bowl of rice rolls and had no appetite.
When she asked to pay the bill, the boss looked at what was left in her bowl and asked with a smile: "Do you want to take it away?"
Mu Mu shook his head, "No need."
"Isn't it delicious?" the boss asked tentatively.
"It's still as delicious as ever." Mu Mu replied with a smile, "It's just that I can no longer taste the same taste as before."
After saying that, she got up and left.
The owner of the rice roll shop looked at her back blankly while holding the money.
There was still an hour before the concert started, and the gymnasium was already packed with people, 80% of whom were young girls.
Excitement filled their little faces, as if they were about to see their long-lost relatives.
Zhao Qingqing took two concert tickets and asked people around if they wanted to buy them.
Most people have already bought tickets by this time, and those who haven’t bought tickets will find it difficult to accept the price of more than 2,000 yuan.
Fortunately, a wealthy woman bought one when it was about to open.
There was only one left. She stood at the door and watched those people entering, frowning and wondering whether she should go in and take a look.
A man wearing leather armor walked up to her and smiled gloatingly at her, "Little sister, let me tell you, sell it to me at a low price. If you don't do it, you can't sell it now."
It was Huang Liu who just offered her a thousand yuan a piece.
She was originally debating whether to go in and see it on her own, but after being so attracted by Huang Liu, she made up her mind to go in and see it on her own.
Maybe the God of Plague wouldn't be plagued by her presence.
She raised the ticket and waved it to Huang Liu, "If I can't sell it, I'll go in and see it myself."
After saying that, he walked towards the entrance.
After entering the infield, Qingqing found her seat.
The concert hasn't started yet and the scene is very noisy.
Even before the idol came out, some children were already holding up luminous lights with the names of "Chen Shuai" and shouting, "Chen Shuai, Chen Shuai, I love you."
Some were even more exaggerated and cried with excitement.
Zhao Qingqinghan!
The person is crying with excitement before he comes out. If the person comes out after a while, why shouldn’t he be so excited that he goes over?
She looked down at where she was sitting, and then at the distance between her position and the stage.
It's better to be careful for a while.
‘Hey hey’
The sudden sound startled Zhao Qingqing, who was thinking about his own safety.
She turned to look at the sound engineer who was adjusting the sound on the stand.
Colorful lights were on the stage, and figures were running around on it.
She had only been to book signings by major writers, but this was her first time attending a concert.
I don't know if he has seen so many handsome guys that he has become immune to handsome guys. He has no expectations at all for that little hottie Chen Shuai.
She only had one idea: could she be allowed to go on stage to promote her recently released new book?
"My dears, are you there?"
A man's voice came from the speaker.
The place suddenly became quiet.
Then there was another burst of cheers and screams...
I still love you.
A girl next to Zhao Qingqing was holding a sign and excitedly wanted to jump out of the fence.
The sign almost hit Qingqing in the face. She dodged back, then patted the girl on the shoulder and reminded: "Beauty, be careful, don't hit me."
