To make travel easier, Zhang Fan rented a luxury bus and acted as the driver. Otherwise, with 30 people traveling together, it would be difficult to even get a taxi. On the tram, they could easily fill the entire carriage.

Lina and several of the younger female soldiers were overjoyed to learn that they would be attending Ruolan's star concert that night. They were so excited that they barely ate dinner after booking the tickets.

"That's enough, you're just actors. Don't embarrass our 358th Regiment." Zhang Fan lectured the girls who were busy organizing glow sticks and autograph books as he drove.

“What do you mean by ‘actor’? ‘Zai Zai’ isn’t an actor!” Lina slapped Zhang Fan’s arm and said angrily, “Sir, if you don’t know ‘Zai Zai,’ don’t talk nonsense.”

“Yes, sir, don’t talk nonsense!” The other two girls also glared at Zhang Fan.

"Or I'll hit you!"

Zhang Fan was speechless. The female soldier who usually obeyed him was now talking back to him for the sake of an outsider. Was the power of an idol really that great?

Moreover, this young male celebrity named "Kurosawa Takishu" is wearing makeup in the poster and looks like a sissy. Anyway, Zhang Fan felt that if someone called him "baby," he would definitely get goosebumps all over his body.

Zhang Fan felt a slight sense of unease.

If it were any other female soldier, she might not have thought much of arguing with a complete stranger, but Lina, if even she did this, it meant that the man truly held a special place in their hearts.

"Sir, don't take it to heart." Yuna leaned back in her seat, pulled her sunglasses down to reveal a pair of alluring eyes.

Of the entire bus, only Yuna had absolutely no interest in so-called idols; she came to the concert just for the excitement.

Hey! What's so great about young, handsome men? A woman should date a strong, muscular man like your superior!

“Their rooms were covered with pictures of Hideki Kurosawa,” Yuna explained.

Previously, the 358th Regiment had limited access to outside information, as many government news items were subject to strict import controls. However, entertainment news on Ruolan Star was relatively less restricted.

This "little one" who frequently makes the news naturally became the object of the female soldiers' idol worship. In that kind of environment, finding a spiritual sustenance was also a good way to numb themselves, so Zhang Fan didn't say anything. Since they liked it, he would take them to meet their idol once.

Among the female soldiers, Lina is the youngest. She has only been in the 358th Regiment for 3 months. She gets along best with two other young female soldiers who have only been in the regiment for a year.

At that moment, the three girls, who were around seventeen, eighteen, or nineteen years old, were leaning against the car window, chattering excitedly as they looked at the concert stadium in the distance.

Although the other female soldiers also enjoyed watching concerts, the three of them were the most excited on the bus, complete with fluorescent headbands with "Zaizai" in their names, LED support signs, autograph books, cameras, and other equipment.

The luxury bus turned into the stadium parking lot for the concert. Zhang Fan led them off the bus, through the security checkpoint, and to the VIP seats on the right side of the front row in Section A.

These seats are close to the T-shaped stage, allowing for a close-up view of the celebrities on stage. Sometimes, the celebrities will walk out from the middle of the T-shaped stage to interact with fans on both sides, so these tickets are definitely not cheap.

But to satisfy the female soldiers' dreams of meeting their idols, they didn't feel bad about spending the money.

After sitting down, Lina and the other girls began to organize their gear: fluorescent headbands, face stickers, and LED support signs...

The lights in the venue suddenly went out...

"Did you miss me?!"

With a roar from the man on stage, a deafening chorus of female screams instantly filled the venue.

"Aaaaaaah!"

"My baby! I see my baby!"

"Ah, I'm dead!"

As the upbeat music started, the girls in the audience danced along, shouting themselves hoarse.

"My little one!"

Zhang Fan sat there, completely bewildered.

He looked left and right and found that he was the only one sitting around. Even Yuna had sunglasses on her hair and was swaying her body like a snake to the music.

Damn it!

Aren't these seats meant for people to sit in?

"Uncle, if you're not dancing, could you please move aside and not bother us?" A few girls who looked to be around sixteen or seventeen years old patted Zhang Fan on the shoulder.

middle-aged man?

Zhang Fan turned around and looked around. All around him were girls screaming wildly. He was the only one who was completely oblivious, quietly staying in the flower bushes. He really seemed out of place.

So Zhang Fan stood up, walked through the crowd out of the aisle, and found a place to sit down in the sloping section of the C-section.

This spot is located to the side of the stage, so the performance on stage isn't very clear, and there are very few spectators. However, from here you can clearly see the female soldiers dancing below the stage.

So Zhang Fan sat there, put his legs up on the back of the seat in front of him, and occupied a whole row of seats by himself, enjoying the peace and quiet.

Anyway, he felt that watching the female soldiers dancing in the audience was much better than watching the young male idols singing on stage.

The intermission of the concert is a time for interaction with fans.

"I need a fan to come on stage and finish a song with me."

"Is anyone willing to come up?"

"Me! Me! Me! Me! Me! Me!!!" The fans in the audience raised their hands and shouted wildly.

"But only one lucky fan can go on stage!"

The male star on stage put his finger to his lips, making a shushing gesture to quiet the fans.

"Lighting technician! Please help me choose a cute girl to come on stage!"

With a shout from the man, the circular spotlight began to rotate back and forth in the audience seats in front of the stage.

The fans in the audience screamed even more wildly, waving their arms at the spotlight overhead, hoping the light would fall on them and give them a chance to go on stage and get up close and personal with their idols.

The drumbeats that set the tension suddenly stopped, and all the lights focused on one spot.

Zhang Fan couldn't help but put his legs off the back of the chair and lean forward to look at the audience.

Offstage, Lina stood in the center of the spotlight, her face buried in her hands. Happiness had come so suddenly; she felt like she was dreaming…

Zhang Fan sat up straight and watched as the man pulled Lina onto the stage and invited her to sit on a long white hanging chair.

What happened next seemed quite ordinary to Zhang Fan. It was just Lina sitting there while the man sang to her. What was so exciting about that? And why were the girls in the audience screaming?

Standing in the center of the stage, Lina felt like she was suffocating.

Her idol was sitting right next to her, within arm's reach, and at such close range, he was looking at her with deep affection as he sang love songs. If there hadn't been a chair for her to sit on, she felt she would have fainted on the spot.

After singing a song, Lina returned to the audience. Her two best friends grabbed her hands and jumped around as if they were the ones who had just been on stage.

The concert lasted for more than two hours and ended at 11 o'clock. The stage manager asked the fans who had just gone on stage to go backstage to collect a souvenir.

Zhang Fan waited in the parking lot. The other female soldiers had already gotten into their cars, but the two young female soldiers escorted Lina backstage at the concert. Gifts or not didn't matter; they just wanted to see their idol up close.

"Hey... Mr. Kurosawa, I have two friends, may they come in too?" In the backstage dressing room of the concert, Lina spoke hesitantly, "They want your autograph..."

"Sure, come on in." Kurosawa Taki never refuses requests from pretty female fans.

He returned the signed notebook to Lina and signed it for them all.

"Hey... Mr. Kurosawa, can... can we take a picture together?" The two girls were speechless when they saw their idol up close.

"Of course! I'll take a group photo with you all, and then I'll take one with each of you individually, okay?"

"Ah!" The three little girls screamed in unison.

"Hehehe, come on."

Kurosawa Taki asked his assistant to get a camera, then opened his arms and hugged the three beautiful girls from behind, peeking out from the middle.

The three girls were so excited that their faces turned red. Normally, they would be wary of strange men and wouldn't let them get close so easily, but he was their idol. In the girls' hearts, idols are naturally trustworthy people.

"Hahaha." Kurosawa Takihide took pictures while smiling at Lina.

He noticed the short-haired girl the moment she entered the backstage dressing room. She gave off a particularly refreshing and lovely feeling, like a pure and flawless snow lotus, making one want to…

He wanted to defile her!

I want to see her begging for mercy in pain beneath me!

As he stepped away from the camera, a barely perceptible glint of ferocity flashed across Kurosawa Takihide's face.

As expected, these young girls who are fans of celebrities are the easiest to fool. They will always choose to believe their idols without any principles, even if they know nothing about the idol's private life. They will still imagine a gentle, considerate, sunny and handsome idol in their minds.

No matter how decadent an idol's private life is, these young girls will automatically find all sorts of excuses and predicaments for their idols to hypnotize themselves, without the idol needing to explain.

He believes that concerts easily attract young girls, who are naive, ignorant, and easily fooled.

Therefore, holding concerts to attract young girls is the source of the other half of the "contracted models" for the Black Dragon Club.

You read that right. Kurosawa Takihide, the head of the Kurotaki-kai, is publicly identified as a young male celebrity.

"Shall I take you to see the stage?"

"Okay." It was impossible for the girls to refuse their idol's invitation.

The concert had ended, and Kurosawa Takihide took Rena and the others on a spin around the stage to experience what it's like to be an idol singer.

"Actually, being an idol is very simple. Are you interested?" Kurosawa Taki asked, seeing that the time was right.

"Can we do it?" The girls were somewhat flattered. Which girl hasn't dreamed of becoming a star?

“You’re all so beautiful, as long as someone guides you, you’ll definitely be fine!” Kurosawa Taki said, pressing his advantage. “Actually, being an idol isn’t as difficult as you think. These days, the most important thing is image and presentation. If you’re really interested, I can introduce you to a film and television company for an audition.”

"Can we really do it?"

Several young girls were persuaded. If a so-called talent scout on the street had said these things to them, they would have thought the person was a fraud. But when it came from the mouth of a popular idol on stage, it seemed very credible.

"Would I lie to you? There's a private celebration party at my hotel tonight. If you're free, come and join us!"

"I'll have my professional photographer take a set of photos of you guys, they'll definitely look great! When I send them to those talent agencies, they'll be scrambling to sign you! Even if you don't want to be idols, it's still worth it to have a set of photos as a keepsake, don't you think?"

The young girls were completely swayed by her words.

Finally, Kurosawa Taki gave them a note, inviting them to come to the celebration party that night and take some photos to audition.

On the bus back, Lina and the other girls clutched the note tightly in their hands, trembling with excitement but too afraid to speak, communicating only with their eyes.

Zhang Fan saw the girls' furtive expressions in the rearview mirror and felt confused, but he couldn't be distracted while driving. After all, the car was full of beautiful girls who had been playing all day, and many of them had already fallen asleep in the car. It was best to concentrate on driving.

Upon arriving at the seaside villas of the Burj Al Arab hotel, Zhang Fan carried the sleeping beauties one by one from the car into the villa rooms and onto the beds.

I don't know if they're really asleep or just pretending.

He had already dismantled the 100-square-meter king-size bed in the villa's living room and moved it into various rooms. After all, the privacy in the living room was too poor, and the paparazzi on Ruolan Star were everywhere. He didn't want to be on the local entertainment news headlines again tomorrow.

However, these beautiful women don't close their bedroom doors when they sleep, saying that it makes them feel safe, and that they don't treat him like an outsider.

Spending the whole day with 30 women was quite tiring, so Zhang Fan covered himself with a blanket on the large sofa in the living room and fell asleep immediately.

While half asleep, Zhang Fan realized that someone was on top of him.

He rubbed his eyes and opened them to find Yuna had crawled into his bed from the bottom up, and was tickling his chest with the tip of her hair while giggling.

"Again?"

Zhang Fan shifted his body helplessly: "Can't we just have one more night?"

"It's a rare treat to get out like this!" Yuna chuckled, biting her lip. "My sisters had a great time on this trip, and I thank you, Commander, on their behalf..."

"Don't call me 'sir'!" Zhang Fan shuddered. "I get scared whenever I hear you call me 'sir' now!"

"Who told you to be so ungrateful!" Yuna glared at Zhang Fan. "If you had listened to me and taken Lina in earlier, I wouldn't have had the chance to bother you!"

"Lina is a good girl. She has a choice now. I am not her only choice, nor may I be the best choice."

"Sigh..." Yuna sighed, leaning against Zhang Fan's chest. "I've always considered Lina as my own sister, and I really hope she can find happiness."

"Oh, right." Zhang Fan suddenly remembered something and said, "I felt like Lina was acting a bit strange today, but I couldn't quite put my finger on it. She just seemed preoccupied tonight. Can you guess why?"

"What's the point of guessing? You can't figure out what a teenage girl is thinking, no matter how hard you try." Yuna got off the sofa. "Just go ask her!"

Yuna returned shortly after, her face grim.

Lina is not in the room.

"Not here?" Zhang Fan sat up from the sofa. "Where did you go?"

“I don’t know, she didn’t tell me.” Yuna was in a bad mood because Lina never went out alone without telling her where she was going. “And it wasn’t just Lina; the two female soldiers she got along with weren’t in the room either.”

As Lina spoke, she took out her phone and dialed a number. The phone rang a few times and then was hung up. When she dialed again, the phone was switched off. She tried calling the other two female soldiers, but the same thing happened.

Yuna's face darkened. She was the eldest sister among the female soldiers, and none of them had ever dared to hang up on her.

In other words, it's very likely that they didn't hang up the phone; there must have been other people around them at that moment.

"What's wrong?" Zhang Fan asked, noticing Yuna's unusual expression.

Yuna didn't speak, but instead took a terminal computer from the room and turned it on.

“I installed tracking devices and listening devices in each of my sisters’ phones, so I could know what they were doing even when their phones were off.”

The computer was turned on, and sound immediately came from the speakers:

"don't want!"

"Let me go!"

"Help!"