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Chapter 27: A pale yellow dress and fluffy hair

The windows on both sides of the subway in the tunnel flashed and quickly passed the bright billboards. The long car body was shaking twice from time to time. Yu Bai put one hand in his trouser pocket and the other hand firmly grasped the ring.

This is one of the main lines of Shibuya. The live performance of the big idol Sato is there. Shibuya is the top area of ​​the Tokyo Fun Index ranking, especially young people are active. When Shamatt was popular, it was still the home court of Tokyo hot girls. However, the makeup and deliberately tanned skin are rare now. Maybe the sisters have grown up. As Shibuya Station approaches, the young people dressed in fashionable clothes are getting more and more stuffed into the space.

"Why is this point..." Yu Bai looked at the table below, at 7:30 pm, "There are so many people."

He didn't mind the station ticket, but the train was really crowded. He was surrounded by people. Every time he stopped and left the station, everyone in the carriage would shake like a classic metaphor for the sardines in canned sardines. He was a little confused. He finally had a holiday. Isn't it good to play games and chase animations at home? You are charging now, so that's fine.

A young man sitting next to him, with an ordinary appearance, looked at Yu Bai who was stuck in the middle of a bunch of girls with expressionless face. He could see clearly that this guy in a black suit, long legs and glowing face had gotten into the car. The girl seemed to follow some universal gravitational formula, one piece, two piece, three or four piece... one piece after another, and the eyes were sucked involuntarily. He witnessed four girls breaking and hitting the man's arms with his own eyes. Is this still a human being?

The fourth female contestant got off the car reluctantly in her regretful look back. She looked at the man shaking her head and frowned as if thinking about why the subway was so crowded at night... The ordinary young man could only hold his ordinary backpack tightly, refused to let him go, and took out his mobile phone and sent a sad Twitter to serve as a warning to You.

Finally arrived at the station, Yu Bai breathed a sigh of relief and got off the bus quickly, and the tie on his chest was squeezed looser.

This is not considered a brand-name formal outfit, which is almost the most valuable thing on your body. You have to wear it when you go to tutoring, and it will be troublesome if it breaks.

Yu Bai used his mobile phone to navigate, followed the hustle and bustle of cars and horses, and the giant screen walked on the streets where the skyscrapers were flashing for more than ten minutes, and arrived at the live location.

It is a venue built underground. At the entrance to the underground, Yu Bai saw posters of materials such as KT boards, and was already entering the venue, and there were many people in an orderly manner.

"It's very popular." Yu Bai looked on tiptoe. The entrance stairs were two meters wide, divided into two rows and up. The downward passage was full of people and extended to the entrance of the venue. The team on the ground also winded to the front of the shop door on the side of the street. Just looking at the waiting outside, there were one or two hundred people.

Yu Bai is a little confused, so he is so timid? He can't tell at all. Isn't Sato trying to use this time to show off his power to warn me to respect her idol in the future?

He lined up and the line was moving slowly. He patted the person in front of him, "Hello, I want to ask if you are also a fan of SG?"

The man had a round face, backpack, and a towel hanging on his neck. He turned around and said, "Sg?" and denied in confusion, "I am the zombie girl of Saga. Are you talking about participating in this live combination?"

Yu Bai understood that it turned out that this was a performance of several firms working together, with several idol groups. He thanked each other. Sure enough, while queuing, many staff members with different names were sending leaflets. He saw the letters of SG and reached out to ask for one.

"SG composed of seven working girls, please take care of me!"

Yu Bai met Sato Tassel on the flyer and six other girls with different postures. Sato was wearing beautiful clothes that he had seen drying, combed cute ponytails, and his hands were heart-shaped, and he smiled very idolically.

This novel encounter made him laugh, which was not the case with the other party.

The staff thought Yu Bai was very interested in them, so they immediately struck while the iron was hot, saying that they might as well pay attention to the members and the official accounts of Ins and other accounts, and would release live and event information regularly, and Yu Bai was fine.

Ding Dong, Sato happened to send a text message: "Are you here today? Don't waste your tickets."

"It's already here." Yu Bai replied, "I also followed your account,"

"It seems that the stuffs are working very hard." The other party continued to send it after a while, "I'm going to prepare and I won't chat."

Yu Bai actually wanted to ask how many hundreds of people the mature idols came today are your fans. Don’t tell me that there are only single digits, which is a pity. But anyway, I will know immediately. The other party often leans against Huajiang’s landlord, and it’s reasonable for him to argue. Put away his phone and follow the team to check tickets into the venue.

Yu Bai was wearing formal clothes and was among all kinds of otaku. To be honest, it was a bit outstanding. It was not that there were no office workers among idols, but there were very few, and there were almost no such people as Chang Yu Bai.

The underground venue is not big, and it seems extremely lively to accommodate hundreds of people. The lights are deliberately distributed in different lights and darkness, which highlights the atmosphere of the stage. Yu Bai held the ticket and found that his position was in the first row, which was particularly close to the half-person-high stage. The advantage is that he can truly feel the power of his idol. Sato is interested, and at this angle... he thinks that the girl's dancing moves are more big, and **** is undoubtedly showing. He looks at the various support sticks on both sides, and the excited male fans try to see the human heart as beautiful and pure as possible.

At 8:05, the lights in the audience dimmed and a female voice rang out.

"Minasan, are you ready? Then, Yiku~"

Around Yu Bai, "Ah!!!", "Lin Lijiang!!!", "Just got it!!!"

It turned out that Nana Ikawa was just a pediatrician. She had to look at the idol otakus when she really learned skills. Yu Bai rubbed his ears and looked at the stage. His cheerful voice and songs had already resounded throughout the venue. A group of strange girls ran out in a row, holding a microphone and wearing a skirt, and started to dance the first song without saying a word.

In this kind of occasion, hosts are rarely seen. In order to be closer to fans or maintain their personality, girls control the scene and grasp the rhythm themselves, which is also one of the characteristics of idols.

"Hey! Hey! Hey..."

The few people next to Yu Bai actually cared about his existence at first, a little repulsive and fearful, and their voices were suppressed by Xiao Xu. However, when the push combination came out, it instantly sucked blood, completely ignoring a "outsider" around him and started to support him wildly.

To be honest, Yu Bai was attracted by this group of people. He should be a loyal fan. The support suit and towel support sticks remained unabated. He kept changing the posture of the support sticks in his hands, moving in each other, shouting, and cooperating with others. How did they remember so many gestures?

But it won't work when it comes to the singing session. It's probably the setting to sing together, "Light yellow skirt and fluffy hair!" "Just treat it as a dream, I'm still very touched when I wake up!" "Please, please look at my face more!"

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