Chapter 45 Chapter 45 Chapter 188 Fashionable Man Tiger Fang N Head...
Xin Tong is making clothes in her own personal studio.
Suddenly the phone next to me rang.
Without stopping her hands, she casually glanced at the lit screen and suddenly caught a glimpse of a line of words in the notification bar of the lock screen.
[188 Trendy Man with Sensitive Tiger Teeth and N Head]: Forward the article from the official account.
?
Xin Tong was stunned for a long time before he stopped what he was doing, picked up his phone, and looked at it several times to make sure he was not mistaken.
She and Jiang Chongyan have been on WeChat for almost a month.
Not a word was said.
This was the first message between the two people.
After clicking into WeChat, the chat page is empty.
The other side only sent one message.
[188 Trendy Man with Sensitive Tiger Teeth and N Head]: Forward the article from the official account.
The title of the article only has four words, "Storm Tonight".
Xin Tong clicked on it.
This is the official WeChat account of BEGIN.
Tomorrow evening, BEGIN will present a dance performance, "Tonight's Storm," at the Wucheng Galaxy Pavilion. This performance continues BEGIN's annual tradition, with all BEGIN members participating. Tickets are available to the public.
Generally speaking, dance studios often hold pop-up events and dance performances in large shopping malls in local cities. This serves as an exposure channel for offline recruitment. There is no threshold and no tickets are sold, so anyone passing by can watch.
But BEGIN has no shortage of students. They host their own annual dance performances, which are of a very high standard and are open to the public. Each year, the performances take place at a fixed venue, offering a pleasant atmosphere and reasonable prices. The experience and reputation are both excellent, attracting many dancers in the industry, making it a mini-gathering for street dance enthusiasts.
If I understand correctly, this should be the performance that Jiang Chongyan mentioned at the door of Jiang's house yesterday at noon.
Xin Tong scrolled down and immediately saw the long picture in the article.
It's a promotional poster.
At first glance, there were nearly ten people, all familiar faces I'd seen at BEGIN before. The photos were well chosen, and the poster design was professional and beautifully arranged.
Aiden is right in the middle.
Others were wearing brightly colored clothes, some wore funny headdresses, and some posed coolly.
But he was only wearing ordinary clothes. It was just a half-length headshot, with no expression on his face, his dark eyes staring blankly into the camera.
Simple, yet captivating. So outstanding that you can see him at first sight.
Then, as if under a spell, I could only look at him.
Xin Tong looked at it for a while and clicked return.
But immediately saw two messages pop up above my head.
[188 Trendy Man Tiger Teeth N Head Sensitive]: Withdrew a message.
[188 Trendy Man with Sensitive Tiger Teeth and N Head]: Sent to the wrong person.
?
Xin Tong narrowed her eyes and stared at the phone screen for a while.
I put it back without any fluctuation, no response, and continued to work on what I was doing.
She has just started learning 3D tailoring. Every day she sits in front of a white mannequin, fiddling with the fabric in her hands, standing there for almost several hours, concentrating the whole time. She feels like An Lingrong who is studying ice skating hard.
It was almost evening when she finally caught her breath and collapsed on the sofa in the studio. Tiredly, she tried to pull some snacks out of her bag, but the next second, she saw what was inside and stopped herself.
Then he slowly took out a ticket from his bag.
This ticket is in very good condition. It is square in shape, but it has never been folded in half and there is no crease at all.
I don’t know how the young master put it on his body and took it out intact.
The ticket is blue and has a beautiful design. There is a BEGIN logo in the upper right corner.
In the middle, the specific seat number is printed in black ink.
It’s number 7 in the first row of area A.
Xin Tong turned on her computer and went to the organizer's website. She found that all tickets for tomorrow night's performance were sold out.
The venue was in a great location, and the environment looked good from the photos. She remembered that this place often hosted livehouses for some famous bands.
But when she clicked on seat selection, she only saw area BE and not area A.
After looking carefully, I found that in addition to BE, there was a small area in the middle of the front, painted red with four words written on it: "Related Persons Area".
Xin Tong enlarged the picture and saw at a glance,
Number 7 in the first row is right in the middle of the first row in the area for those with connections.
"snort."
She smiled unconsciously.
*
On the day of the performance.
Xin Tong wore a pure white short dress.
This is the haute couture dress she bought for herself on her 20th birthday. It is from a brand she likes very much. The gauze fabric is well made and has a dreamy and hazy look. The hem of the skirt is sprinkled with a circle of tiny sparkling diamonds. It is the only one of its kind in the world.
She put on high heels, tied her hair up, thought for a moment before going out, and wrapped herself in a cashmere shawl.
The nights in late autumn are cold, but the shawl is soft and warm.
Xin Tong lowered her head and slowly stroked the tassels hanging from it with her fingers for a while.
"I have never given face to someone like this in my life."
She muttered and leaned against the back seat of the car.
High heels made driving difficult, and she didn't feel like driving today, so she asked her family's driver to take her there.
After getting off the car, she wrapped her shawl tightly around her shoulders and walked step by step in her high heels to the staff at the entrance of the venue.
The man was a man wearing a gray work vest and a staff ID card hanging around his neck.
Just as she was about to go in, she was stopped by the man.
"Sorry, the show hasn't started yet, so you can't go in."
She arrived too early. It was reasonable for her to be stopped.
Xin Tong also nodded to show her understanding and waited at the door.
The evening breeze blew, stirring up a chill. She stood bored at the door, playing with the tassels on her shawl with her fingers.
This outfit was too eye-catching, and she was tall and slender. Countless people turned around to look at her along the way. It was indeed strange to dress like this to watch a street dance performance, but Xin Tong was used to dressing like this. She would feel better when she went out to watch a performance.
Not long after, another car drove over from the front.
It's a Porsche.
The driver stopped and jogged over to open the door. A girl got out. She was wearing a dark blue dress and had long, curly hair, looking charming and charming.
It’s Wu Sifeng.
...Why did she come here?
Xin Tong thought for a moment, it seems that she is really a die-hard fan of Aiden. That's right, this kind of event is the best opportunity to meet idols, and it is very common to chase stars and watch performances.
Wu Sifeng saw Xin Tong at a glance and was so shocked that he stopped and stared with wide eyes.
"Why are you here?!"
Xin Tong didn't answer, but just kindly reminded her like Sister Ma from the neighborhood committee, "You're early. The door isn't open yet."
Wu Sifeng glanced at the closed door and sneered.
"Just because you can't get in doesn't mean I can't get in."
After saying that, he handed the ticket to the person at the door.
After taking a look, the man's attitude immediately changed and he welcomed her in with a smile.
Xin Tong:?
She looked at Wu Sifeng's provocative and complacent look before he left, and walked up to ask the man in gray vest.
"Why is she allowed in?"
"She is the one in charge."
"So what?" Xin Tong blurted out.
The staff looked at her.
"The seats for those with connections are usually for the show's sponsors, so of course they can go in!"
Xin Tong was a little stunned.
She immediately took out her mobile phone and went to the organizer's official website. She scrolled to the bottom and finally saw the sponsoring group in the lower right corner - this performance is exclusively sponsored by AE sports.
AE Sports is a brand specializing in sportswear and casual wear. While ostensibly an independent brand, Xin Tong knew it had been acquired by Wu Corporation five years earlier. News of the acquisition remained largely unknown to the outside world, and few within the industry knew about it either. She only learned about it long ago when He Chuan mentioned it occasionally.
It's not surprising that Wu Sifeng wants to be a sponsor of the performance.
But Xin Tong found it strange that Wu Sifeng was such an extroverted and high-profile person. If he wanted to sponsor his idol's performance, he should have done so directly and openly using the Wu name.
She chose a brand that had no apparent connection with Wu, obviously because she was afraid that people would know that it was related to her.
…
Xin Tong glanced at the staff member and responded.
"Oh. So that's how it is."
The next second, Xin Tong slowly opened the small bag in her hand under the man's horrified eyes, took out a thin ticket and handed it to him.
"Me too, actually."
The man was stunned and quite embarrassed. Why didn’t you tell me, making you wait in the cold wind for so long?
"It's okay. It's not cold."
Xin Tong just came to watch the show, and she only wanted special treatment from the male models in the club. She never needed it from other places and had a normal attitude.
But the next second, she saw the man take her ticket. When he saw the seat number, he paused, looked up at her, his eyes were strange and weird, and he stammered, "Please."
Xin Tong went in.
The entire venue was completely empty, with not a single spectator in sight. She asked a few staff members and showed them her ticket. When they saw the seat number, they were stunned, looked at each other, and then stammered as they gave her directions.
She walked to Area A next to the stage.
Only then did I realize that Area A was so close to the stage.
You can't tell from the online diagrams, but in person it's practically part of the stage. There's an aisle separating Area B from Area A, and Area A isn't even lit, so it's quite dark and hidden if you don't pay attention.
She walked over and saw her seat - number 7 in the first row, right in the middle.
When I looked up, I could almost be face to face with the performer in the middle of the stage.
She sat down at No. 7, put down her bag, and took a photo facing the stage.
The hem of her skirt and the tip of her high heels were visible at the bottom of the photo, but she took the photo casually and pressed the return button without looking closely.
Then he remembered something and opened the dialog box between WeChat and Jiang Chongyan.
The chat history still stops at one day before the other party said "sent to the wrong person".
Xin Tong sent the photo over.
Then I turned off my phone in a good mood and waited patiently.
But after a few seconds, I heard the sound of high heels clicking. When I looked up, I saw Wu Sifeng's surprised face.
"Who told you to sit here?"
Xin Tong actually didn't want to have anything to do with Wu Sifeng.
Otherwise Wu Sifeng would find out that he had a relationship with Aiden.
Xin Tong didn't know if Wu Sifeng knew Aiden's true identity. But she didn't want to take any chances. Before Kelly could produce any results, Xin Tong didn't want anyone to know that she had a relationship with the Jiang family.
She actually thought Wu Sifeng's angry look was quite cute. He was only 17 years old and hadn't grown up at all. Xin Tong always treated Wu Sifeng as a child in her heart.
Xin Tong didn't answer her, but asked her instead.
"Where are you sitting?"
Wu Sifeng glared at her. Actually, Wu Sifeng could have chosen not to answer this question, but she was young and stubborn, so she responded to every question and answered every one of them. Through gritted teeth, she said, "Number 8."
"Oh, good numbers, Jilly."
Xin Tong smiled. She loved teasing and bullying children. She patted the seat on the right, number 8, and said, "Come on, miss."
"Get up! Number 7 isn't yours!"
Xin Tong laughed and said, "But I just want to sit here."
"You wish!"
Wu Sifeng was so angry that his face turned red.
This is the first time Wu Sifeng has sponsored a BEGIN event.
She has liked Aiden for several years. She knows that Aiden never cares about these things and just dances every day. The cooperation with sponsors is negotiated by her boss Cheng Qi.
There were also several wealthy individuals in the circle who had sponsored the dance troupe's activities. Cheng Qi knew this very well. She was actively exploiting Jiang Chongyan's popularity. This was the same when recruiting students for BEGIN and when looking for sponsors. She accepted everyone who came. But Aiden never knew about this.
Later, a rich girl pursued Aiden too openly. Not only did she publicly announce her sponsorship identity, but she also directly confessed her love at the celebration party. Aiden ignored her the whole time. Three days after the event, he asked Cheng Qi to bring a card with enough money in it to cover all the sponsorship fees and return all the money.
Wu Sifeng had been his fan for several years and naturally knew his character, so this sponsorship was quiet and low-key throughout, and the brand used was the kind that no one knew was related to the Wu family.
She was the sole sponsor of the entire project, and logically should have had the right to choose any seat in the venue - but the person in charge told her that the number 7 in the middle of the first row had been taken by Aiden himself from the very beginning.
Wu Sifeng had never seen Aiden get a ticket for the related seats. She assumed it was someone important, like a parent or family member, so she immediately reserved a seat next to seat 8, even thinking about introducing herself.
But when she arrived, she saw that the number 7 she had been thinking about was actually occupied by Xin Tong, whom she hated the most!
"stand up!"
Xin Tong had had enough of this and told the truth, "I was kidding. This is my position."
But no matter what Wu Sifeng said, he didn't believe it. Xin Tong had no choice but to take out the ticket.
"Here. Look. I'm telling the truth."
Wu Sifeng entered into a state of meditation.
"How is it possible...how could you have it!"
"Second-hand tickets collected on Xianyu."
"..." Wu Sifeng was shocked, "Really?"
Xin Tong laughed.
Wu Sifeng immediately realized that she had been tricked. She stood there, but an impossible answer came to her mind.
Could it be that this ticket was the one Aiden reserved for Xin Tong from the beginning?
"What is your relationship with Aiden?!"
Xin Tong began to feel a little annoyed.
She could already vaguely see staff members hiding behind the black curtain, peeking in. The people in the "connected seats" were already eye-catching; they were either sponsors or family members of the dance team. Regardless, a fight over a spot in the middle was a major scandal.
Xin Tong didn't want to get entangled anymore.
Wu Sifeng is young, headstrong, a wealthy woman with a fan mentality. Jiang Chongyan invited Xin Tong to come see the show and saved this ticket for her. Xin Tong herself has already arrived for the appointment. — All three of them seem to be fine.
Xin Tong looked around, her tone a little confused.
"You want this seat so badly? It's no different from any other seat."
Wu Sifeng: "If there is no difference, then give it to me."
"Okay."
Xin Tong agreed readily and stood up in front of Wu Sifeng's wide eyes.
"for you."
Wu Sifeng's chattering suddenly stopped. "Really? ...Are you so kind?"
Xin Tong didn't answer. She turned around, picked up her bag, waved with her back to her, and walked away gracefully.
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