First Love[BTS]

From October 2014th to 10th, 17, they will hold a tour called BTSLIVETRILOGY:EPISODEII at TheRedBullet.

After the news was released, when they strengthened their body management and performed dance rehearsals, fans also counted the time and stayed on the official website to stay in a place with a smooth Internet speed and opened as many computers as they wanted to grab tickets.

"How often do we open the passage?" After practice, Min Yoongi sat on the floor of the practice room and opened a bottle of water, "If it doesn't work, we will grab it, otherwise it will be ugly if there is an empty seat."

Min Qianjie turned on the phone and glanced at it: "There is still an hour."

"Then go back quickly." Zheng Haoxi scrambled to his feet, "Brother Shuozhen and Brother Qianjie are driving, let's go home."

Tian Jungkook has already picked up his brothers' bags: "Go to my room, where the internet speed is the best."

After everyone quickly got into the car, Jin Nanjun realized belatedly: "Can't we have a little confidence in ourselves?"

"No, brother, it's so much fun to grab tickets." Kim Taehyung held the front seat, his tone excited, as if he had forgotten the original intention of grabbing tickets, "Whoever grabs a ticket will not have to do housework this week."

Pu Zhixuan immediately turned his head: "Then what if we got them all?"

Min Yoongi sneered: "If you've got them all, then prepare yourself mentally."

Pu Zhixuan silently slapped his mouth when he heard the words: "Pretend I didn't say anything."

Kim Taehyung bowed his head and typed quickly: "Okay, Brother Ho Seok understands, and Brother Jungkook and Seokjin both agree."

"OK!" Pu Zhixuan's eyes lit up, "It's agreed, the housework will be free for a week!"

"Are you sure the time is right?" Zheng Haoxi stood leaning against Tian Jungkook's wardrobe, "There is still half a minute."

Tian Jungkook focused: "Don't talk, don't talk, Park Ji-jun, sit over."

Pu Zhixuan moved a little: "Don't squeeze me, Taehyung, don't touch my mouse."

"20 seconds." Min Qianjie looked at the time, "Min Yoongi raised his hand flat! My mouse is going to slip!"

"Who told you to come late only if there is an empty seat on the bed." Min Yoongi refreshed while beating him, "Ten seconds, ten seconds!"

Jin Nanjun stared at the screen: "Where are we going to grab the tickets?"

Jin Shuozhen kept refreshing: "It doesn't matter where he is, as long as he grabs it, it doesn't make much difference if the venue is small anyway."

Tian Jungkook counted softly: "Three, two, one."

There was a sound of clicking the mouse and typing on the keyboard in the room.After a while, Min Yoongi looked at the computer page in disbelief: "Why did it disappear so soon?"

"Did you snatch it?" Min Qianjie leaned over to look.

"No, it will be dark in a while and it's too late." Min Yoongi dropped the mouse, "What about you?"

"Haha." Min Qianjie turned the screen proudly, "I got it. On October 10th, it's still in the first row."

"Big hair." Hearing what he said, everyone gathered around, Tian Zhengguo said enviously: "I only grabbed the middle position."

Zheng Haoxi immediately turned to look at him: "You also snatched it?"

Tian Jungkook pointed to the computer screen and signaled him to look: "That's right."

Jin Nanjun was incomprehensible: "Are your hands so fast?"

Tian Zhengguo leaned over and took a look: "Brother, are you filling in the information now?"

Jin Shuozhen: "Otherwise?"

Min Qianjie couldn't laugh or cry: "Pabo? How can I fill it out now? I must first enter the information into the memo, just copy and paste it." He looked at the page that Min Yoongi opened, "You only opened one page? Then What have you been preparing for for a long time?"

Tian Jungkook smiled: "Get ready to type."

The rest of the people who got shot in the knee: "..."

Park Zhijun closed the computer, jumped onto the bed and lay on Min Yunqi's lap: "Brother Yunqi, we shouldn't participate in this kind of activity."

Min Yoongi let out a "huh": "Didn't you bring it up?"

Park Ji-jun: "...Really?"

Min Yoongi didn't bother to talk to him, pulled him down and packed his and Min Qianjie's things: "Then what do you do with the tickets you got?"

Tian Jungkook checked the message on his phone: "Give it to my brother, he said he didn't get it."

Min Qianjie took apart a lollipop and stuffed it into Min Yoongi's mouth: "Give it to my sister, she said that when she came, she would find a friend who was pleasing to the eye and give it to her."

Min Yoongi: "My sister also snatched it?"

Min Qian combined with the computer: "Otherwise you think who taught me these things."

Zheng Haoxi blinked: "Which idol is my sister chasing after?"

"Myth, SJ, Young Boys, Big Bang," Min Qianjie thought for a while, "She has chased everyone, but now she is focusing on chasing BTS."

"Hey Yigu," Jin Shuozhen smiled contentedly, "Our honor, our honor."

After a brief adjustment, they went back to stage rehearsal.Time passed quickly, and it was October 10th in a blink of an eye.They arrived at noon, and the stage needed rehearsal.The place was still empty, and the echo of their stomping feet could be heard as they danced across the stage.

None of them said it clearly, but everyone understood that if there were no miracles, this was the first concert and it would also be the last concert.They danced fiercely, even though it was a rehearsal, they used full strength, as if they had no regrets if they died in the next second.It was the manager who warned them to save their strength that they stopped, but when the sweat rolling down the side of their faces hit the stage, they were all telling their nostalgia.

They are too eager for the stage, longing for a complete stage with eight people, longing for a carnival with only BTS and ARMY.

When the sky turned black, the empty venue was filled with human voices.A sea of ​​gold lit up in the darkness, it was the yellow fluorescent sticks waved by the ARMYs.

The big screen suddenly lit up, revealing warehouses and scattered tables and chairs.

[Eight teenagers who don't know each other,

Wearing the bulletproof vest found while cleaning the warehouse

Reborn in the name of BTS]

The scream suddenly became louder, and the picture changed accordingly. A middle-aged man wearing glasses appeared on the screen.

[During this process,

BTS took lessons from notorious teacher,

The teacher is watching BTS closely]

Snowflakes appeared on the screen, and the camera suddenly zoomed out.Sunlight shines into the warehouse through the glass, countless students in black school uniforms are sitting in front of the scattered desks, and the teacher is standing in front of the blackboard giving lectures.

[Now, the course begins...]

The teacher put down the chalk in his hand, and the picture returned to darkness.

After a few seconds, the screen lights up again, accompanied by subtitles and sound.

【"Alright, everyone be quiet!"】

【"It's time for class, everyone sit in your seat!"】

【"Start roll call."】

The screams were suppressed, and the expectations on the scene were infinitely high, waiting for the unbridled screams.

【"Jin Nanjun!"】

【"Jin Nanjun?"】

【"Um……"】

Although the ARMYs recognized that it was not the voice of the members, they screamed more than twice as loud when they heard the captain's name, and the light stick was about to be waved out, and the stars were like a golden mist.

【"Jin Shuozhen!"】

Another member's name appeared, and the scene once again set off a climax.

【"What, he didn't come either?"】

【"Zheng Haoxi?"】

【"Zheng Haoxi!"】

【"Min Yoongi!"】

【"Hey Yigu, these boys are really..."】

【"Park Ji-joon!"】

【"Where did this person go again, really."】

【"Kim Taehyung!?"】

【"Min Qianjie?"】

【"Tian Jungkook?"】

The appearance of each member's name brought a scream, and with the appearance of all members' names, the expectation value also rose to the peak.

【"Hey, these bastards are really."】

【"Are you here yet?"】

【"These bastards are really, we must teach them a lesson to make them sober..."】

【"oh!?"】

【"Speaking of which, let me tell you what you should pay attention to in class, and listen carefully."】

【"Don't take out your camera to take pictures during class. Anyone with a camera now put it away. Hurry up!"】

【"Don't upload the things you shoot on YouTube or ins, huh!?"】

The ARMYs thought that they were going crazy, and they were so happy with such a fierce tone, they really put away their cameras and phones, and thought to finish talking quickly, where is my brother?

【"However, there are a lot of students here today. If the people behind push the people in front, the children in front will die."】

The screaming set off a wave again, and Ami wanted to do hip-hop differently, so he was so ingenious to mention the precautions.

【"So the children behind don't push forward, you understand?"】

"Inside!"

【"Answer louder."】

"Inner!" Ami replied loudly, his hands were sore from Wuwu, and thousands of people also shouted with the momentum of tens of thousands.

【"Boys who came late over there!"】

【"These bastards, why are you sneaking in now."】

【"Um!?"】

【"Sit down quickly and write down the notes on the blackboard. Hurry up!"】

The screen went black again.

This time, I didn’t wait too long, almost as soon as it got dark, the red bullet broke through the darkness with sparks and scratches, chasing the parallel light, and flew across the screen, bringing out a line of big red characters - "THEREDBULLET" .

In the picture, the teacher turned his head, and the pictures of eight people flashed quickly, pushing away the chairs and picking up the schoolbags, the black eyeliner drawn by them was no longer as abrupt as it was a year ago, everyone's eyes were like sharp knives out of their sheaths.

【BTS】

Finally seeing a familiar face, everyone screamed until they fainted, obviously it hadn't started yet.

The picture freezes on the bulletproof vest, the camera slides slowly, and Jin Nanjun's back appears in the center of the picture.Accompanied by heavier drumbeats, he turned around and walked forward, stepping on the dusty ground with his long legs, and when the camera moved up again, Min Yoongi appeared in the center of the frame.Then Kim Seok Jin moved the chair away, Jung Ho Seok stood up from the ground, Park Ji Hyun opened the door, Kim Tae Hyung leaned on the door frame and looked at the camera, Min Cheon Gyeol tossed a coin, and Jungkook bowed his head on the stairs.

Returning to the gloomy warehouse classroom again, countless students looked like puppets, immersed in writing.The teacher held the pointer and stopped in front of Min Yoongi's desk, who was scribbling.Min Yoongi tilted his head and looked at him, his eyes full of provocation.When the teacher pressed his shoulders and shook him vigorously, and scolded him non-stop, Min Yoongi pushed away the table, stood up, grabbed the bulletproof vest on the table, and led the seven people who got up one after another, and walked out without looking back. classroom.

Arrogance and badness are simply engraved on the face.

The students who had buried their heads before looked back and watched them leave one after another, turning the corner until they were out of sight.

They put on bulletproof vests, and glowing red bullets fell out of Jin Nanjun's pockets.Min Qianjie picked it up and held it in front of his eyes for observation.He and Min Yoongi looked at each other, and they walked back first, stepped through the iron gate that had just been opened, and broke into the classroom.

At this time, the classroom has been controlled by the teacher, and the students have no thoughts and souls, sitting at the desk shaking their heads as if possessed by an evil spirit.

Instant black screen.

The drum beats became more and more intense, and the sound of "NO" covered the drum beats from a weak crescendo. The stage curtain slowly opened, and eight black silhouettes stood in it, behind which was a huge "BTS" composed of red light bulbs.

They were led forward by Jin Nanjun who was standing in the C position.The scene was like water pouring into a frying pan, boiling and tumbling, but the music was silent for a moment.

After standing still, everyone bowed their heads and clasped their hands.

Jin Nanjun raised the microphone like a pilot.

The prelude to "NO" officially sounded.