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As the filming is getting closer and closer to the end, Fu Xia read the script, the relationship between the two heroines is clear at the current stage, and the socialite Die Die played by Fu Xia finally realizes that she should not cast the net around like this, Cheng Wan Yu Yan's protagonist also understands that his fiancée doesn't really love her, so they broke up and decided to let themselves go.

Because it is an outing scene, the film crew decided to shoot in a certain scenic area. There is a very beautiful coastal road along the way, and the film crew also planned to shoot scenes here.

During this period of time, Fu Xia got along well with the members of Cheng Fu's party. After all, she is just over 20 years old, and she also likes this kind of novelty very much. The old fan heard a piece of news about Cheng Wanyu's concert in November.

[Wan Yu's concert tickets are really hard to get, all the infield tickets are sold by scalpers, I heard it has already started at 3800]

[Three thousand and eight, is it too expensive? 】

[The infield tickets are like this. They are snatched by scalpers with software as soon as they go online. There are really few fans. If you want to go to the infield, you have to buy them from the scalpers, which is very annoying.]

[What about the stands? 】

[There are more than 2000 stands now]

【It's so expensive】

Seeing the wailing in the group, Fu Xia is fine lying on the bed. Today I get off work early and came back after three o'clock in the afternoon, so Fu Xia is fine now, just holding the phone and watching everyone chatting, and asked a little surprised Said: [Are concert tickets so hard to get? 】

When Fu Xia asked this question, everyone came forward one after another:

[Of course it's hard to grab, late Yu held a concert a year ago, and there are only so many seats in the field, so it's definitely hard to grab]

[Because of Wan Yu joining the group this year, she doesn't even have commercial performances, so if you want to see her, you can only go to the concert]

[Actually, money or not is not important, the main reason is that I don’t want to give money to scalpers]

[Yes, scalpers are too annoying, raising prices maliciously]

Fu Xia kicked her feet and asked: [Is she singing well? 】

[Of course it sounds good, you are questioning our Wan Yu's business ability! 】

Before Fu Xia could react, a short video was thrown into the group with a 'snap', and a bonus sentence: [Look at this, it's so hot! 】

Fu Xia moved her fingers to open it, and what came to her was a concert shooting scene. Cheng Wanyu was wearing a pair of red bell-bottom pants, a red jacket, a jacket decorated with feathers, and her makeup. Yu set off as if a flaming phoenix.

The lighting and dance beauty rolled messily behind her, and Fu Xia only saw her wearing heavy stage makeup and holding a red microphone in her hand.

['I have been to the deserted desert, and also to the deep sea full of vitality. I have no regrets before and after my life']

['If this is where I belong, if this is my soul']

['That's right here, forever, forever, forever...']

Cheng Wanyu sang affectionately, and her fiery red dress turned into a cold and cold princess Frost in an instant. She sat on the mechanical arm in the air, played the piano in her hand, and spoke to the microphone with her blue and white face. with their own feelings.

Fu Xia was deeply touched by her confused eyes. Although she knew that Cheng Wanyu was good at everything, she didn't expect her to sing so well.

One sound, one sentence, like a thick and solid hammer, hammering her heart one after another.

People in the group also clicked on this video, yelling that Cheng Wanyu is really great!

Fu Xia was also moved, and she asked: [Where can I buy her ticket now, can X Mai? 】

[It’s no good, it’s gone as soon as it went online yesterday, and now you don’t even have a good seat for the tickets in the stands]

[Yeah, if you really want to buy tickets for Yu Yu at the age of three, you can go to the fan group, usually a few tickets will be reserved for fans for auction]

Fu Xia asked: [Is Cheng Wanyu's fan base? 】

Sauerkraut Fish Chow Mein jumped out and said: [Don’t go to Wanyu’s fan group, there are too many people there, you can’t take pictures of them, go to Cheng Fu Dang Daqun]

Fu Xia: [? ? ? ? 】

Group member No. 1: [Yes, the reason why our Chengfu party banner will never fall is that the official sponsorship is also in place! 】

Group member No. 2: [Yes, our fan group also has concert ticket auctions]

Group member No. 3: [Beil has face! 】

Fu Xia: [The big group you are talking about, is that the big group? 】

Sauerkraut Fish Fried Noodles: [Yes, it is Cheng Fudang's three thousand fans group, commonly known as three thousand beauties]

Fu Xia: […]

She suddenly felt that going downstairs and letting Cheng Wanyu sing in front of her would not be a bad idea. If she really went to the fan group to take tickets, where would she put her old face?

Just when Fu Xia was about to give up, fried noodles with pickled cabbage and fish jumped out again, Ait was three years old.

Sauerkraut Fish Fried Noodles: [I heard that there are exclusive support items for the concert tickets obtained at the auction, and there are also gifts from the wives Cheng Fudang Shiben, including my next year's booklet]

Fu Xia: [... What is the group number? 】

Soon, Fu Xia got the button number of Cheng Fu Party's [-] fan group. In fact, there is no need to ask anyone for it. As long as you shout in the group, everyone quickly handed over the group number.

After all, they are all a bunch of veterans.

However, the enthusiastic Cheng Fu party members still reminded Fu Xia, because last time Cheng Wanyu expelled a certain rich woman from being a fan, so now she has to take the test before entering the group, and only after the test can she enter the group to shoot tickets for the concert.

Fu Xia: "..."

What should come must come, Fu Xia recognized it.

After joining the group, an administrator soon came over to chat with her privately. Fu Xia looked at her with the ID photo 2.0 signature on her head, feeling like she was planted in the hands of her own family.

Administrator No. 1: [Kiss, I will assess you here~]

Fu Sansui: [OK]

Administrator No. 1: [May I ask what date is Xia Xia's birthday? 】

Fu Xia snorted, can this be me?

Fu three years old: [April 4]

Administrator No. 1: [May I ask what date is Wan Yu's birthday? 】

Fu Xia took a look at Baidu and replied: [January 1rd]

Administrator No. 1: [Then, what do the birthdays of the two of them represent? 】

Fu Sansui: [? ? ? 】

How the hell do I know? ? ?

Fu Xia searched for a long time but couldn't find anything, so she asked the administrator in bewilderment: [Isn't it just a birthday, what can it represent? 】

It means that Fu Xia's mother was born in spring, and Cheng Wanyu's mother was born in winter. It means that Cheng Wanyu is older than her?

Administrator No. 1: [How about you think about it? 】

Fu Sansui: [Represents... Both mothers are very good at picking a date, that day must be an auspicious day, suitable for childbirth]

Administrator No. 1: […]

Fu Sansui: […]

With a 'snap', Fu Xia was kicked out of the review group.

Administrator No. 1: [Combining their birthdays together means 'give you a lifetime']

Fu Xia: [? ? ? ? 】

Why didn't she know the meaning of her and Cheng Wanyu's birthday?

Give you a lifetime?

How the hell did you spell it out?

Administrator No. 1: [Xia Xia is April [-]st, which means Yu([-])You([-]), Wan Yu’s birthday is [-]([-])Life([-]), understand? 】

Fu Xia: […]

God knows!

How can there be such a rote, your own sugar buckle is too fake!

Fu Xia felt suffocated, she begged for another resurrection battle, and the administrator agreed.

Administrator No. 1: [May I ask what Cheng Wanyu's favorite food is? 】

Fu Sansui: [Oden cooking]

Administrator No. 1: [Where is Xia Xia's favorite food? 】

Fu Sansui: [Instant Noodles]

Administrator No. 1: […]

Fu Sansui: [? 】

System prompt: The other party has rejected your message, please add friend again.

Fu Xia: "..."

It's so difficult for her. The Jiatong humanities group was kicked by fans, and the Jiatong group was kicked by the administrator. Fu Xia is probably the person who gets kicked the most by her fans in the circle.

Zhou Wen pushed open the door and saw Fu Xia crying with her pillow in her arms, and asked curiously, "What's wrong with you?"

Fu Xia bit the pillow and said, "Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow

Zhou Wen carried the takeaway and said, "Here we are, hurry up and eat, tomorrow we have to shoot the location."

Fu Xia jumped out of bed and ate the salad in two bites. She didn't even let go of the carrot she hated the most before. When she was full, she threw the takeaway on the table and said to Zhou Wen, "I want to read the script tonight, Miss Zhou Wen." Don't come in."

Zhou Wen nodded as she ate her Malatang.

Fu Xia supplemented the information about herself and Cheng Wanyu, and with the help of group friends, she finally joined the group before 11:[-] p.m. Now she even knows that Cheng Wanyu has a small mole on the sole of his foot Chu.

Thanks to the Cheng Fu party, Fu Xia thought through gritted teeth.

After asking the managers, I realized that the infield tickets for the auction will be auctioned with other large groups in October, and real-name registration is required. Fu Xia immediately signed up in the name of Zhou Wen to ensure that she can participate accurately in October. this auction.

Fu Xia probably never thought that one day he would be able to fight so hard for a concert ticket.

The next day, the crew is arranging the location, because this time it is mainly to shoot the turning point after the two heroines go through the relationship. One heroine is enough.

Cheng Wanyu stood in the parking lot of the hotel, looked at Fu Xia's thick dark circles, and couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong? Didn't sleep well yesterday?"

Fu Xia nodded, and then yawned a lot, but after half of the yawn, she saw that Cheng Wanyu was carrying a space bag. She was a little sleepy today, and thought Cheng Wanyu was carrying a backpack , Now that I got closer, I saw that it turned out to be a cat bag.

"Huh?" Fu Xia knocked on the transparent cover curiously, looked at the little orange butt inside, and said with a smile, "Is this your cat?"

Cheng Wanyu nodded and said with a smile, "I just picked it up from home a few days ago, and I just happened to take it out for a walk."

"Turn around, pets should be taken out for travel." Fu Xia asked happily, "What's its name?"

Cheng Wanyu said, "It's called melon seeds."

Fu Xia smiled and said, "What a coincidence, I also met a cat in our company a few days ago, and it seems to be called Guazi."

Cheng Wanyu: "..."

Fu Xia said: "That cat is also orange and white, and there are four little white gloves, fat and super cute."

Cheng Wanyu sighed, looked at Fu Xia with deep eyes, and said with emotion: "It's really a coincidence."