"2009.TOP.10, the fourth protagonist is Girls' Generation!"

"Lon.Smart.Radio winner Girls' Generation, congratulations!"

"Lon.Odyssey winner Girls' Generation "gee", congratulations!"

"The winner of the lon.T.Mobile.Music is Girls' Generation "gee", today's four-champion, congratulations!"

"Lon Song Award of the Year, Girls' Generation "gee", today's five crowns, congratulations!"

"Lon Singer of the Year Award, Girls' Generation! Today's Six Crowns! Congratulations"

At the Melon Awards Ceremony held on December 16, Girls' Generation made great efforts and won six awards for the entire party, two of which were the annual awards. Seeing the nine girls crying several times on the stage, the son who accompanied them through two years was also crying.

The girl's generation, who relied on the popularity of her senior brothers to appear on the stage of "Campus Assault", would have thought that after till eight years of hardship, the most dazzling light would bloom in 2009. This feeling was enough to settle in Su Yinghe's chest even through TV, and his gratitude was also bitter in his gratification. Looking back, it was the period when they met them. Later, he went higher and higher, and they were all at this level now.

Seeing his girlfriend's nose red with tears on the TV, Su Yinghe felt happy and uncomfortable. As the ceremony ended, he couldn't wait to go back to the bedroom and called with his cell phone. The first time he thought about it for a while but no one answered it. After putting down his cell phone and waiting for five minutes, the man hurriedly dialed again. Fortunately, after a few times this time, he could get through.

The phone was connected, and Su Yinghe wanted to say a lot of things, but he stuck in his throat again. He only heard the sobs coming from him. The crying sound seemed to hit Su Yinghe's heart every minute and second. He listened silently, as if he could hear joy and difficulties.

After a few minutes, the sobs calmed down and finally opened his mouth a little blurred. The first sentence he opened was just a gentle word for the puppet. Su Yinghe's mood seemed to calm down with the crying. He changed into a bright tone and congratulated: "I watched the stage tonight. It's great. Girls' Generation is great, and we Miying are also great. Congratulations to Girls' Generation for winning the grand prize. Congratulations to you, Miying!"

"Yeah! Thank you!"

"The crying next to me seems to be soft. I guess, are you going back to the dormitory? Tonight, you must have a lot of words, as tiffany of Girls' Generation!"

"Um!"

"If you want to say good night, don't forget to tell me."

"good."

That night, the nine girls' generation received countless congratulations. Whether ordinary people, fans or artists, those who know their hard work were happy about it. They also gathered together for a long talk in the deep night, said a lot of words, and drank some wine. Even the simplest, the most persistent, Xu Xian also drank the little face red.

Su Yinghe couldn't fall asleep here, but fortunately started working. Until two o'clock in the morning, the vibration of his phone pulled him out of his focused work state.

That night, Su Yinghe, who received the call, heard a pretty voice, just a few words, good night!

Good night! There were ripples of smiles on the corners of his mouth.

Say good night to each other.

From December 19th to 20th, the first Asian tour for Girls Generation began at the Fencing Stadium of the Olympic Park in Seoul. The two-day concert seemed to attract more attention because of the grand ceremony two days ago. Su Yinghe had two tickets in his hand, one given by his girlfriend and the other bought by himself. However, the former was very high and the latter was squeezed out on Su Yinghe's Internet, so the position was not that good. In the end, he naturally used the ticket given by his girlfriend.

The tickets given by Huang Meiying were on the 19th, and Su Yinghe also arrived that day. It was still bright at that time. When he arrived at the scene, he just called his girlfriend in the backstage and told her that he had arrived, and brought a support stick and wore a cheering costume with nine people.

My girlfriend laughed very happily on the phone. She hung up the phone with great satisfaction before the performance. When she returned to the lounge, her teammates made fun of her, but she didn't care.

Su Yinghe was shocked by the position of the ticket given by his girlfriend. This position was close to the stage, and the two were standing side by side. If there was no security personnel guarding him, half of the male fans on the scene would easily climb up in the middle of the concert.

The concert S.M Entertainment was announced as early as November. With the popularity of Girls' Generation, the ticket sales speed is astonishing. All 16,000 tickets were sold out in just three minutes. Otherwise, Su Yinghe would not have bought only one ticket on the scene. Only by relying on a telescope can you see the nine people walking on the stage clearly, or even looking at the big screen, the limitation is too great. However, Su Yinghe did not waste the value of that ticket. As a former assistant, An Renzai also cared about these nine girls, and the ticket was given to him.

The concert started dark before it started. The crowded crowd filled the vacant spaces around the stage minute by minute. The noisy atmosphere seemed to inject the air into heat, and the cold winter seemed to have melted. The atmosphere was very jubilant without the need for a hot scene, and Su Yinghe was deeply infected.

At seven o'clock in the evening, when the darkness on the stage was banned by the beam of light, the girl made a beautiful appearance with the fireworks and flames, huge roaring waves surged from all around, and the sound waves seemed to be shaking the stage, and the stage where the girl stepped on her feet seemed to be trembling.

Su Yinghe was squeezed into the crowd at this time, the group closest to the stage, and the male aura was spreading. At this moment, Su Yinghe, who finally felt the charm of the young man, could only smile bitterly, and was deeply trapped in the helplessness of men, especially a group of crazy men.

In the stage of the first song, in addition to the singing, there were violent vibrations coming from the sound. The surrounding atmosphere was extremely high, and Su Yinghe was squeezed into it, but he was also in high spirits. He just felt a little uncomfortable around him. He glanced over and found that it was a girl holding a Jessica neon support card. There were some girls around him, but looking at this girl, she felt very alone. She was not tall, even worse than his Mi-young, and she always hit him with the support card.

The girl was a little timid at Su Yinghe's gaze and hurriedly apologized. At this time, a chorus of the stage pushed the small ** off the stage, and the crowd was thrust, and the girl screamed and was squeezed toward him. Su Yinghe had no choice but to pull the girl over and block him. The girl suddenly reached the front row, standing next to the extended stage aisle, very close to Baoquan.

"It's okay to lower the support card at this position, it's not good to block others' sight. Besides, Jessica can see it here." Su Yinghe said with a smile behind her.

The huge height difference requires the girl to look up to see his face. The lights on the stage reflect the man's face, portraying the tough facial features more profoundly. The girl took a breath, said thank you gently, and then turned around and put down her hand holding the support card, and her red face also hid.

In the inaudible heart, the place where the calm began to feel sad, this man is so handsome!

Su Yinghe couldn't hear or see. His eyes were only on one person on the stage from beginning to end. She walked away and looked at her through the big screen. When she got close, she stood and looked at her like this.
Chapter completed!