[Entertainment BTS] Only cute in the next year

On the day of the concert, Han Ye-seul didn't make any preparations. She simply put on light makeup and drove out.

When she arrived at the place, Han Ye-seul saw Tian Zhengguo's assistant standing across the road. She parked the car, thought for a while, put on the mask, and walked towards the assistant with her mobile phone.

Originally thought that the assistant would take her backstage first, but unexpectedly, he gave her a concert ticket directly.

"Just go in like this?"

Han Ye-seul was dazed while holding the ticket.

"No, Zhengguo asked you to go in and sit down first, and then enjoy the performance."

The assistant looked at Han Ye-seul and scratched the back of her head in embarrassment, "The backstage is a bit too chaotic now, he said that he might ignore you."

"Ah... that's fine."

Han Ye Seul looked down at the ticket in her hand, it was the front row seat.

"Okay, then go get busy, I'll just go in by myself."

"Do you want me to take you to the door, senior?"

"No need, I can do it myself, you go first, don't delay anything." Han Ye-seul waved his hand at him, the assistant had no choice but to nod, bowed to her, and left through the special passage over there .

Han Ye-seul looked down at the tickets and pondered for a while, then based on the memory just now, she walked towards the entrance of the concert venue.

She was wearing a wine-red turtleneck sweater dress, an apricot-colored woolen overcoat, and a mask. She had one hand in her pocket, and the other hand was holding a mobile phone and a ticket. She had nothing else to support her. Take it, lower your head, and keep tapping your finger on the phone.

The aura that emanates unconsciously is particularly conspicuous among the small groups of fans who come and go around.

Someone has recognized her.

After all, she was only wearing a mask, and with those extremely clear and gentle eyes that were exposed outside, anyone could recognize it as Han Ye-seul.

There were fans whispering excitedly behind her, covering their mouths and almost fainting from excitement, but they didn't dare to go up to strike up a conversation.

Han Ye-seul looked at the phone intently, completely oblivious to the changes around her, until she suddenly heard a shout behind her.

"Yesel!"

Dazed for a moment, Han Ye-seul raised her head and looked at the source of the voice behind her. A bunch of people had already gathered there, standing there hesitantly. When she saw her looking back, each of them became more excited, and some of them were embarrassed. The support banner blocked his face.

"Unnie's birthday card~"

There are also some daring fans who accost her.

Han Ye-seul was stunned for a moment, then came to her senses and smiled.

"Thank you."

Seeing her like this, the other fans slowly mustered up their courage.

"Ernie looks great today!"

"I love you Ernie!"

"Unnie, are you here to see Zhengguo Obama's concert?"

"Did Oppa give you a birthday present?"

There are also fans who are older than her.

"Ye Seul, let's go on a date with Jung Kook after the concert!"

Han Ye Seul couldn't help laughing, deliberately joking.

"No, today is my birthday, and he came to give you a concert, I'm jealous!"

"Then do you want us to scold him for you then?"

"We'll help you out!"

"Happy birthday to O'Neill~ Don't be angry with Zhengguo Oppa, go to dinner after the end and ask Oppa to buy you flowers."

The fans were all laughing and cooperating with her, and a fan who looked like a high school student ran over shyly, and carefully handed her the self-made support fan and badge with Tian Zhengguo's face printed on it.

"Oni, this is a self-made aid item from our station. It is for you. Happy birthday, and then I wish you and Zhengguo Oppa happiness, and hope you are happy every day!"

Han Ye-seul took the fan and the medal, tilted her head and smiled at the girl, "Thank you, that's fine, since you all said that, let's see how he behaves then."

After talking for a while, Han Ye-seul was surrounded by more and more fans, gradually forming a circle, and she was directly trapped in it and couldn't get out.

Later, the security guard standing at the door saw it, and rushed over to rescue her from the fire and water.

After going through a bit of twists and turns, Han Ye-seul finally entered the venue.

Her position was next to the aisle in the first row. When she sat down, the fans next to her were so excited that they seemed about to fall down in the next second. Even wearing masks could not hide their wide mouths.

Han Ye-seul put the medal and so on in her pocket, holding a fan and a support lamp in her hand, which was also given to her by an unknown fan just now.

Han Ye-seul looked around, the stadium was already full of fans, and eyes were focused on her from time to time, Han Ye-seul withdrew her gaze, and tried to turn on the support lights inside, the lights immediately lit up and flickered.

Feeling inexplicably melancholy, she shook the lamp. She didn't reply to the text message she sent to Tian Zhengguo just now, so she must be busy preparing.

After about ten minutes, the venue darkened, and fans immediately screamed excitedly.

The concert has started.

It was the first time that she sat under the stage and watched his performance as an audience member.

It was the first time for Han Ye-seul to intuitively feel how sexy and dazzling this man is on stage, completely different from that big boy who wears comfortable pajamas and sleeps at home every day.

BTS's concert is a carnival party, and the people in the audience will be infected unconsciously. After a few hours, the fans did not feel the slightest bit of fatigue.

Towards the end, many people showed regret and reluctance.

For the last encore stage, the members had to go backstage to change their clothes. During the free time, the previously recorded VCR was played on the big screen.

It was put on properly, but the screen suddenly went dark, and the fans exclaimed, thinking that something was wrong.

The surrounding scattered lights were slowly turned off, and the fans were sitting in the audience wondering what to do, Tian Zhengguo slowly came out from behind and stood in the middle of the stage.

He obviously came up backstage without changing his clothes, and he was still wearing the dark red coat on the stage just now.

He stood still on the stage, wiped the sweat from his brow, and raised the microphone.

"That... um..."

Han Ye Seul was sitting under the stage and he was looking at him directly opposite. The dance just now might have been a bit intense, and the bangs on his forehead were wet with sweat.

"Today is a very special day." Tian Zhengguo paused, his heart was beating non-stop in his left chest, he was a little nervous.

As soon as the words fell, the eyes of all the fans in the audience were almost focused on Han Ye-seul in the front row. Everyone knew why today's day is special.

"Everyone should know," Tian Zhengguo also smiled and looked at Han Yeseul in the audience, "Today is her birthday."

"Wow~~~~~!!!"

The audience booed excitedly, Han Ye-seul sat in a daze, what the hell is this unfolding? ? ?

Tian Zhengguo didn't give a shit anymore, he got off the stage and walked towards Han Yeseul.

"What are you doing?!"

Han Ye Seul raised her head and stared at the person standing in front of her in panic.

The fan sitting next to her was really going to faint now, covering her mouth in disbelief, her hands were trembling, and she didn't dare to scream if she wanted to.

"You talk to me on stage first."

Tian Zhengguo smiled mysteriously, took her hand and pulled her up.

"No, this is your concert!"

Han Ye Seul was pulled up by him and walked to the stage, she was a little scared, Tian Zhengguo, sometimes he is really more courageous than her.

The screams of the fans in the audience have not stopped since the moment Tian Zhengguo stepped off the stage. Knowing that Han Yeseul was dragged to the middle of the stage by him, Tian Zhengguo raised his hand and shook it, and the voice below became a little calmer.

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