[Net King] His and her fairy tale

A week passed in a blink of an eye, the sky was gray early in the morning, and it snowed lightly just after nightfall, and it became colder, with a icy wind that made people tremble.

Although the north wind is still cold and harsh, even with Xiaoxue blocking it, it can't stop the fans' enthusiasm and enthusiasm, just to satisfy their eardrums and sublimate their whole body and mind tonight.

At [-]:[-] tonight, Emily Thorne's grand and gorgeous first concert in Tokyo officially started.In the semi-open central sports square that can accommodate tens of thousands of people, the stage, various decorations, and gorgeous lighting have already been set up. Even the performers are still actively rehearsing at this moment, in order to show off tonight The most perfect dance posture.

As early as four o'clock, when the night was getting darker, queues lined up at the entrance of the stadium one after another, just to find a place to enter the stadium earlier and wait for the moment of unity.But more people are still wandering around, seeming to have small thoughts of encountering unexpected surprises, and even bought light sticks and applause toys and wandered around.

The night dotted with snow particles is hazy and mysterious, and everything is vaguely pending, full of beauty.

As early as three o'clock in the bright sky, Emily couldn't bear the loneliness and slipped out of the house. She went to an udon noodle restaurant to sneak a peek at the business for a while, and then walked all the way to the sports plaza in the city center with confidence. Even Nolan's constant calls were ignored in the noisy surroundings.

Emily has never been so leisurely walking alone. Emily was quite interesting and fresh. She was concerned about the time and did not take a stroll. It was not until a quarter past five that she took out her new mobile phone to check the time and called back Called Nolan and Atobe, the latter didn't answer, and the former went straight to the eardrum with a lesson, causing Emily to ruthlessly abandon the phone and turn it off.

Anyway, make-up and clothing are always fast, as long as you arrive half an hour ago, Emily is not in a hurry, even the last trace of nervousness has disappeared, a strange and unsettling stare seems to be quietly following, but every time she looks around, she doesn't care. Nothing at all.

"coax--"

"Drip drip drip drip!"

"Shh..."

A tall figure quickly ran from the front to the middle of the road on the left front. There was a little girl squatting there, crying and sobbing, which seemed to frighten the crowd a lot. The big truck, everything seems to be slowing down and stagnating...

The light-colored hair fluttering in the wind, the long and solid back melted into the snow-white background, and an amazing smell gradually expanded, fascinating the driver on the truck and those passers-by who were worried about the two of them. ...

"Be careful!!!"

"Be careful with the car—"

Another figure stood in front of the half-squatting two people. The truck that hadn't stopped in time, the driver of the truck inside had already stepped on the brakes with all his strength, but the front of the truck was still approaching the three of them, and it was approaching the innocent people without distance. ...

The familiar and unfamiliar face so close at hand has never faded from memory. In a dangerous moment, between life and death, Emily still spread her arms to embrace the chestnut-haired boy and the crying little girl who had no time to escape, tightly Embracing each other tightly, breathing intertwined, as if they had never been separated...

"Hey, don't cry, it's not cute to cry anymore. Look at you, you've been dropping golden beans." Emily quietly wiped away the tears hanging from the little girl's face, stroking her dull appearance, her tone Relaxed and indifferent, just like the danger at the previous moment has been far, far away from them.

Emily turned to smile and looked at Fuji Zhousuke and asked, "Are you okay? If it's okay, the task of finding the parents of the little girl is entrusted to you. I still have something to do, so let's go first."

The moment he straightened up, a piercing pain came from deep in the lumbar spine. The head of the truck, which was stuck a few centimeters away from the arm, rubbed against Emily's elbow, and a hot feeling came out from there. The pain hit her sensitive senses together, as if all the pain accumulated during this period had burst out.

"Hiss... don't touch me!" Emily blocked Fuji Shusuke's hand.

"Little girl, are you alright?" "Young man, how are you? Is the baby all right..." "I think you guys should go to the hospital, a small injury can become a serious illness if left untreated!" "Young man, take two A little girl, go and have a look, let the driver of the driver take you there, hurry up!" "It doesn't look light, little girl, where did you hit?"

Passers-by gathered around, chattering non-stop.

The truck driver got out of the car in time, called the traffic police, and helped Emily observe it. He was wrapped in thick winter clothes and couldn't see where the injury was. He was also at a loss. He wanted to leave in a hurry, but he couldn't It is time to escape responsibility, otherwise the crime will be more serious.

The driver stretched out his hand to test the girl's injury, but was blocked by the soft and handsome chestnut-haired boy. The appearance of the two made Emily embarrassed.

She can bear the pain, but time can't wait for anyone. Emily asked the people around her what time it is, and immediately got rid of the driver's support, and glanced around. A few hundred meters away, she squeezed out of the crowd, pushed away those kind-hearted people who cared about her, ignored the voice calling her name behind, stopped the taxi and left.

Fuer Zhouzhu, who had nothing to do with him, hugged the little girl and couldn't catch up with the figure that had already left. More and more people watched the fun and onlookers. Er Zhouzhu looked around anxiously for a while, and finally saw his younger brother who had made an appointment with him and was looking for him at the moment.

At the intersection not far away, Fuji Zhouzhu communicated with the police, took the time to call his younger brother, gave some instructions, and then left with the police.

Fuji Yuta hung up the phone and rushed towards the Sports Plaza, entrusted to work harder, as if this was his business.

The sports square in the distance is full of lights and colors, and three huge spotlights are dotted above the stage, slowly rotating 180 degrees, illuminating the gorgeous and boundless circular stage.

There are also several lighting engineers and stage lifters standing on the stage, checking the heavy decorations on the high part of the stage, and the facilities that need to be lowered during the performance; while the stage manager keeps walking across the stage to the other side, and arranges the participants in order. Shouting for a while, seeing that it was about to explode, no one dared to provoke it; the makeup artist and image designer hiding behind the stage glanced at the assistant director who had been idly drinking tea, and chose to shut up very unanimously , turned around and glanced at someone's manager Nolan who had been pacing anxiously since an hour ago.

It lasted for an entire hour without stopping for a moment. Everyone was awakened from their drowsiness, and the next moment their irritability also spread. Why hasn't the most important protagonist appeared yet!The concert can't be held after all!Has Miss Thorne forgotten such an important day today? !It's really hard for these innocent people who have become cannon fodder...

Assistant Director Inoue leisurely took a sip of tea from his teacup, glanced dissatisfied at the supervisor rushing in, and said Youzai Youzai: "Ichiro, please calm down before Miss Thorne arrives. Sets, props, Lighting, sound effects, those miscellaneous things, what should be there and what should not be, are all in place, why are you torturing yourself, stop tossing, I am tired of watching. Mr. Nolan, do you want some tea? Ah stop stop, stop Learn ChickenRun! I feel dizzy after watching this, and I'm wasting everyone's life!"

Nolan pointed to his watch and gasped for breath: "Half an hour! Half an hour! The audience is already taking seats! That bastard Amy hasn't come yet, and no one is answering the phone, how can I be in a hurry! Don't drink your broken tea Tell me to find someone! Otherwise, tonight will fall short! Damn it!!"

Director Inoue was slapped by his hand and sprayed tea, coughing non-stop, until the director of photography rushed in and said that Emily was at the third entrance of the auditorium and so on... This news is simply To scare Nolan into a dizzy state, he went to the entrance with the most people at the moment, and the stage manager was also scared, and flew out in the next second, but Nolan was a step slower.

Fortunately, the entrance time was delayed because the main character was not present, and only a few minutes of respite were given. The supervisor and Nolan rushed to Emily, quickly pulled her behind the stage, and handed her over to the makeup artist and image designer. Sharp-eyed noticed the distressed image of the other party and the bright-colored top, and asked not to get angry: "What happened to you, Amy? Why do you look like you just crawled out of the garbage dump?!"

"I..." Emily wanted to speak but was interrupted by the makeup artist.

The make-up artist checked Emily's top and bottom, and found that the trousers were worn a little, the clothes behind the waist were the worst, and the right elbow was no exception, she cried out in shock: "Did you get hit by something? Does your waist hurt here?" As she spoke and squeezed, Emily groaned in pain...

Nolan was on the verge of breaking out, and endured it again and again: "You, you... Throw away all those skirts with bare shoulders and arms, and change them to something else! Inoue-kun, ask someone to borrow them right away! Or buy them! Ahhhhh , Time is running out, you are going to die! You, you, you, start to make up, and forget about everything else!"

Wanting to kill, wanting to kill... Nolan hurriedly made a few phone calls, trying to find a way to save the audience.

Emily, who was sitting there like a puppet, rolled her eyes, and while relaxing her arms, she discussed with the image designer, who nodded frequently, not daring to refute.

I can only go into battle with heavy makeup and gloves to cover everything that can be covered. Anyway, tonight’s song is more rock style, and the puff skirt will not be too obtrusive. The image designer reluctantly accepted the protagonist’s suggestion. He can't, so be it.

A person who sneaked in from nowhere grabbed Emily who was all dressed up, and was grabbed by the violent stage manager, who yelled, "Who are you? I haven't seen you before, where did you sneak in from!" Irrelevant personnel get out, we are in a mess here, you still come to make trouble, it is lawless!! Inoue, get out and throw him out of me!!"

The crowd outside was full of fans, and the colorful fluorescent sticks were flickering, and there was a sense of confusion and far-reaching in the haze, which made the chaotic scene behind the stage more and more out of control.

The boy with chestnut hair and a half-inch head gave the person who fired the cannons a hard look, held Emily by the hand, and walked out resolutely.

Emily, who was scratched and hurt, shouted: "Let go, Fuji-kun!"