Devil characters can't be collapsed

Saturday.

Yu Zhuo opened the wardrobe and took out a piece of clothing casually. After thinking about it carefully, he felt that it was too casual and inappropriate, so he squatted in front of the wardrobe thinking about what to wear.

After squatting down for a while, he shook his head in amazement. Could it be possible that He Lin could still see him when he sang on stage.

When glowing and glowing on stage, I probably wouldn't look down.

Even so, he still picked one out seriously.

Yu Zhuo came not too early or too late, he hadn't started to enter the arena at this point, but many people had already come.

In front of the entrance of the venue, the promotional photos of He Lin’s concert were played in a loop on the huge electronic screen, and the bustling crowd shuttled back and forth in twos and threes. They were excitedly talking about the upcoming performance, and even the passers-by couldn’t help it Look up the promotional photo on the ad.

Some support stations distribute support items in front of the venue, most of which are free support items, but there are certain conditions for receiving them.

Yu Zhuo picked relatively few people and walked over, and asked the girl who distributed the aid how to get it.

The girl was wearing a cheering uniform and a cheering light headgear on her head. It was obvious that she had already prepared for the concert.

"Oh," the girl said kindly, "Show me Weibo, He Linchao can get hand banners and penetrating fans after level eight."

It was the first time for Yu Zhuo to participate in this kind of aid activity. He didn't expect such a request, so he spread his hands regretfully: "Sorry, I didn't pass the eighth level."

"This……"

The girl next to him squeezed over and said, "Are you a male fan? It's so rare, Maimai, you can give him away."

Yu Zhuo smiled: "It's okay, can I buy it?"

The girl named "Mai Mai" tilted her head and thought for a while, "Forget it, there are only a few left anyway, I plan to keep it for myself, since you want it so much, then you pay attention to our support station, I will Here you go."

"What's it called?" Yu Zhuo asked.

Mai Mai proficiently reported a name.

Yu Zhuo nodded, searched for the name she said, and quickly followed her.

Maimai glanced at him and saw that he was paying attention, so he handed him the banner with a fan, "Don't throw it around after the concert, thank you for liking us, He Lin!"

Yu Zhuo took it over, and there was a Q version of He Lin's villain drawn on the fan, a small one, with no expression on his face like his real person.

They look quite alike, Yu Zhuo commented in his heart.

"Are you alone? Is this the first time you've come to a concert?" The girl next to him enthusiastically pointed him the way, "Go over there, the official support station sells light signs, you can go buy one. "

Yu Zhuo raised his eyebrows: "Thank you."

When Yu Zhuo walked away, Mai Mai muttered wonderingly: "Why do I think that person looks so familiar just now?"

The girls next to her teased her with a smile, "Does it mean that he looks handsome?"

"Oh, I have to say, although only the eyes are exposed, you can tell that he is a handsome guy."

"Hahahahahaha grass, is this just steamed noodles? The boss is also handsome!"

"Ah, really, no wonder we, Mai Mai, are much gentler just now."

"Why is he wearing a mask...a mask?" Maimai tapped his head and whispered, "Why is he covering up so tightly?"

Mai Mai looked back and found that the person just now had disappeared.

She touched her head, only thinking that he was a weirdo.

About half an hour later, near the time of entry, they packed up the things on the ground and prepared to enter.

"Oh my God! Maimai!" A girl exclaimed and handed Maimai's unlocked phone, "Look at the new follower!"

Maimai didn't know what she was fussing about, took the phone, "What..."

She clicked on the Weibo fan list, and in the column of new fans, there was a new follower: Yu Zhuo Z.

"This, is this a high imitation number?" Mai Mai asked in disbelief.

With trembling fingers, she pointed to the homepage of this new fan, and found that it was Yu Zhuo.

"My God...!" Maimai felt dizzy for a while, almost couldn't hold the phone firmly, and could hardly speak, "Yu, Yu Zhuo?! Just, that was Yu Zhuo just now?! God!"

How could she be attracted by Yu Zhuo? !

Wait a minute, isn't this person at odds with He Lin? !

"I'm dizzy, I'm really dizzy," another girl patted her chest and spoke her mind for Maimai, "I just had a close encounter with Yu Zhuo! I even showed him the way! Oh my God ……I can not believe it……"

"My heart is beating so fast..."

After a long time, they recovered, looked at each other, and said in unison:

"Why did he come to the concert?!"

Yu Zhuo dawdled outside for a while, and waited for people to go in before entering the arena.

Before entering the arena, he bought a light board and a support stick according to the guidance of the girl who gave support.

After entering, Yu Zhuo took off the mask, and he wore a support lamp on his head, and the word "He Lin" above his head gave off a faint blue light.thought so

There is no sense of disobedience among real fans.

In the arena, there was a souvenir on every seat, which contained some snacks and cosmetics, and a letter written by He Lin himself to the fans.

The accompanying gift was beautifully packaged, Yu Zhuo pulled the ribbon tied on it, and the contents inside were revealed, which was similar to other people's.

"Ahhhhh, you're too careful!" The girl sitting next to Yu Zhuo was also opening the gift bag and took out the letter inside, "Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooty

She leaned over to discuss with the sister next to her: "Why can this letter be voiced, hahahaha, the tone is really like him."

"Yes, yes, I think so too."

Yu Zhuo unfolded the letter in his hand, pricked up his ears to listen to them, and drifted to the side from the corner of his eyes, and finally got a message: their letters seemed to be different from his own.

Only three words were written on his letter paper:

look at me.

Yu Zhuo remembered that the girl next to him just said that the letter was written as if he was speaking, and now it seems that his words in this letter seem to be in person.

If He Lin was there, he probably said the same thing to him.

Yu Zhuo could even imagine He Lin standing in front of him, warning him not to look around, and even calling out an unbearable "brother" after speaking.

... This person really doesn't regard him as a fan?

He Lin was really sure that he would come, and he was not afraid that the letter in the bag would fall into the hands of others.

Yu Zhuo raised his eyebrows, in case he couldn't come because of something.

"Tsk." Yu Zhuo folded his exclusive letter and put it back in the bag, "Child."

"I have liked He Lin for four years, how about you?" The girl next door finished chatting with the sister next door, then turned to strike up a conversation with Yu Zhuo, "How long have you liked him."

Yu Zhuo made up the number casually: "One year...?"

The girl became interested and asked, "Which song did you fall into?"

Yu Zhuo thought about it for a while. The first time he heard He Lin's song seemed to be in the car. The song "Red" that Dong Yueze and the others put in his car was accidentally caught by He Lin when he sent He Lin home. Lin heard it.

"The song "Red"."

And this song is the one with the highest frequency among He Lin's songs he has ever heard.

He Lin sent him home that day. When he got home, he clicked on Jinjiang Cloud Music and searched for He Lin's name. As if he wanted to know this person from the songs, he listened to each song by location.

This work lasted for a long time, until he heard the song "Red", which was far behind.

"This song?! Oh my God," the girl praised, "you are such a unique person."

Yu Zhuo asked slowly: "How do you say?"

"There are not many people who like this song. I thought only our veteran fans knew about it——Actually, I also like this song," the girl said with regret in her voice, "But this song didn't make it to the top [-]. Go in, I heard it was written when Linlin was a sophomore in high school, maybe it’s still a little green, hahahaha.”

"—Speaking of which, you only entered the pit in the past year, how could you start with this song?"

Yu Zhuo pretended to be mysterious and said: "You said it because I am a unique person."

"By the way," the girl seemed to think of something suddenly, hesitantly moved closer, and said hesitantly, "Has anyone ever said...you look a lot like Yu Zhuo?"

Yu Zhuo didn't know how to answer this question for a while, and said with a smile: "Can you take a closer look?"

The girl really took a closer look, and the more she looked, the more she looked like it.

As if wanting to verify her conjecture, she took out her mobile phone, opened a photo of Yu Zhuo, and compared it carefully with the fan next to Yu Zhuo who looked exactly like Yu Zhuo——

It's exactly the same!

She asked tremblingly: "You are Yu Zhuo?!"

Yu Zhuo put his index finger between his lips and blinked helplessly: "Hush."

The girl is stupid.

"Damn it..." The girl froze all over, and said something dull and empty: "Aren't you incompatible...?"

Yu Zhuo was amazed that there were such false rumors in the market, and said with great interest, "Who did you hear that from?"

"Uh, don't be angry, everyone says so."

The girl's voice weakened, and she felt ashamed to be thrown in front of the Lord, so she decided not to believe these gossips again!

Yu Zhuo smiled indifferently, and just said, "It's okay."

The girl nodded blankly, then turned her head away.

She seemed fine at first glance.

No one knew that she was shouting in her heart: Fuck, ah, ah, I'm sitting next to Yu Zhuo! ! !He came to He Lin's concert and sat next to me! ! !

If it weren't for the inconvenience now, her scream could even pierce the clouds and even make the audience think it was an escape alarm and flee in a hurry.

Seven o'clock sharp.

The venue suddenly darkened, and the originally noisy venue was instantly quiet.

Everyone focused their eyes on the stage, and every look was full of anticipation.

What Wang Chaowei said is correct, Yu Zhuo's position is the best position in the audience, he can see He Lin at a glance, and He Lin can also see him at a glance.

The restless cheers exploded in the venue like fireworks, and the shiny cheering sticks waved quickly like a surging torrent. They screamed out a name at the same time——

"He Lin!"

"Ah, mother He Lin loves you!"

"He Lin marry me!"

He Lin hurriedly glanced at the first row, but didn't find any empty seats.

It means that Yu Zhuo is here.

He looked down, a sea of ​​cheering lights, and he found a particularly bright existence in it.

——Yu Zhuo was wearing a lamp headdress with the word "He Lin" written on it, and holding a cheering stick in his hand, waving it with dignity.

He looks good today, He Lin thought.

Especially the light board with his name on Yu Zhuo's head, as if telling the world that this person has signed his name.

He Lin's gaze only stayed on Yu Zhuo for a brief moment, so short that almost no one noticed He Lin's pause just now.

Immediately afterwards, He Lin picked up the microphone and said in a deep voice, "Good evening."

Yu Zhuo's gaze focused on He Lin, just as He Lin hoped, staring at him intently.