Chapter 432

Countless singers have held concerts in the capital stadium in Beidu. There have been many beautiful melodies and shocking audio-visual pictures hovering above the sky here.

However, the meaning of each concert to the singer is different.

After six years of hard work and love, Shuya finally looks forward to the first concert in her life. In the future, she may or may not have many concerts, but for her, the meaning of this concert must be the most different.

This day.

afternoon.

Three hours before the concert.

Capital stadium is the largest stadium in Beidu and the holy land for singers to hold concerts all over the world. There have been countless famous singers and bands all over the world, which have presented an exciting live shock for fans.

It's still some time before the concert, but the staff have taken their places and are making final preparations in the stadium.

The stage, sound, lighting, security, everything is going on in a tense and orderly manner.

Many multimedia reporters have been waiting outside the concert with certificates and media tickets, in fact, in order to find a better position in the media shooting area and capture the best angle on the stage.

In recent days, the news related to Shuya concert has always been the focus of media reports. The latest news about the concert on the Internet has never stopped, rolling 24 hours a day.

"Did anyone count down with me? Shuya's concert will start in three hours. I've been her fan since her debut. Now I've changed from a general fan to an iron fan. "

"There are still three hours left. My baby has gone out on the road. I'm afraid of a sea of people in the queue. I hope to enter earlier."

"Is there a traffic jam on the way forward? I'm going to start, too. Shuya, I'll see you soon."

"Do you bad people who buy tickets have to show off on the official website? Is it too cruel for people like me who can only wait in front of the computer for real-time reports of concerts? "

"Let me tell you a good news. I've arrived at the capital stadium. There aren't many people. Those who want to queue up in advance should come quickly, but they haven't started checking in yet."

Shuya's fans discussed under the official wechat of the concert. Everyone was excited and looked forward to and nervous about the concert that will start soon.

The other side.

"Can you hurry up? We have to pick up Lao Shu and Lao Liu." An hour ago, Chen Yuehong locked herself in her bedroom and began to dress up. Now it's been so long and people haven't come out yet. Han Jun can't wait.

"All right, all right, I'll be done in a minute." Chen Yuehong's voice came out.

Han Jun helped the little guy put on his skirt. He was really impatient. He pushed open the door and was stunned by everything in front of him.

The bed was covered with clothes and skirts. At first glance, she just put them on and took them off. Chen Yuehong wore a big red dress and sat in front of the dressing mirror.

"Does Xiaoya have a concert? Why do you dress up like this?"

"There are so many people in the concert that I have to dress up." Chen Yuehong pleaded unconvinced.

"People look at the stage. Who looks at you? You're so grand and wearing such a bright skirt. You're going to get married?" Han Jun said with a disdainful face.

"Hey, you old man, you're not wearing a straight suit. How much wax did you steal from your hair?" Chen Yuehong rolled her eyes at her wife and continued to choose the color of lipstick in the mirror.

Han Jun's face turned red when his wife said, "what's the matter with me? I can only be considered well-dressed. Can I be the same as you? "

Chen Yuehong didn't want to quarrel with her wife anymore. She said directly, "I went to see the concert held by my future daughter-in-law for the first time. I'm happier than getting married. What's the matter with dressing up more?"

Han Jun was equally happy. He had no reason to refute his wife's words. After holding for a long time, he just squeezed out a sentence, "then hurry up and don't be late."

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Han Jun and Chen Yuehong took their children to the concert with Shu Qiang and Liu Huijuan.

In fact, Han Jun is not surprised at his wife's stinky character, but what he didn't expect is that Liu Huijuan, who never dressed up in ordinary days, dressed up carefully today. Even a rough man like Shu Qiang wore a suit today, and he bought a new one with a tie.

Han Jun now regrets that he didn't wear a tie. He always feels that without a tie is not formal enough. It seems that he has been compared by old man Shu in momentum.

"Oh, old Han, your hairstyle is good. It is estimated that there will be no wind of force seven or eight. " Shu Qiang smiled at Han Jun's waxed hair.

Han Jun snorted coldly, "your tie is also good. I don't know what national conference you think you will attend."

"Grandpa, Grandpa, let's go." The little guy took Han Jun in one hand and Shu Qiang in the other, jumping and jumping excitedly.

She didn't know what the concert was, but she knew she would see her mother on the stage in a moment.

Han Mo gave them the VIP box in the VIP area. There was a special channel to check tickets in advance and an exclusive staff to guide them in.

There were no people in the venue, only a few boxes had entered, because they were independent areas and there was no intersection.

Everyone is in their own independent area and pays more attention to privacy. It's not who sits in the next box.

Outside the venue, there have long been a sea of people. There are posters, silver light sticks and headwear. No matter which area is full of people.

The queue for ticket check-in was snaking along the fence of the passage.

"Sister Shuya, just now I went out and took a look. There were people outside the venue. The second batch of security staff had been in place, otherwise there were not enough people. They said, "America's KK sisters don't have this formation. The fans are too enthusiastic." Zeng Ying said with flying eyebrows.

Shuya's opening modeling has been finished, and the makeup artist is still making the final makeup.

Shuya's usual image is pure and sweet, but the stage of the concert is larger and the light is stronger. The makeup is required to be stronger and three-dimensional, otherwise it is easy to be submerged by the light. Finally, watching it off the stage is like no makeup.

"Sister Shuya, are you ready?" The makeup artist Xiaomei turned the makeup chair slightly.

"I always feel uncomfortable." Shuya helped the decoration on the side of the armrest.

"Already very good, psychological effect." Han Mo came in from the door. Put one hand on the back of Shuya's makeup chair.

Every mood of Shuya is shown on her face. Han Mo can guess that Shuya is nervous at the moment just by glancing at her.

Han Mo went to Shuya, looked at the beautiful and shy Shuya in the mirror, gently helped her shoulder, "don't be nervous, I'm here."