Under the streetlight.
Zhang Jing soon discovered something was wrong. The closer he got to the stadium, more and more people sat down on the roadside and green space, or stopped moving.
"Brother," Zhang Jing asked a young man in Mandarin, "Why don't you move forward?"
"There are no tickets," said the handsome guy in his twenties and seventies with brown hair. "The 60,000 tickets were sold out in 10 seconds on the official website. They were all sold out for four consecutive games."
"So exaggerated?"
"On the day of ticket grabbing, big data shows that one-fifth of Temasek's entire population is grabbing tickets, and an average of 300,000 fans around the world are grabbing one ticket."
The young man complained, "I didn't grab it online, so I flew here from Shanghai, even if I wanted to hear Swift's voice outside the venue."
"Why not add more votes?"
"It has been increased. The stadium normally has 55,000 seats, and 5,000 tickets have been added. In fact, it doesn't make much difference whether we add them or not. The supply is always in short supply. I didn't get the four games in London."
Zhang Jing was shocked. The average ticket price for the front and rear seats was SGD 700. How much money did Swift and her team make?
exaggerate!
fear!
The point is, there are 60,000 people inside the venue and so many outside the venue, so the influence is huge!
Moreover, according to the buddy in front of me, this is true all over the world.
At this time, a group of reporters came over, stopped seven or eight meters away from Zhang Jing, and interviewed a woman in her thirties who looked like a professional woman wearing a T-shirt printed with Swift's face.
"Hello," the reporter asked politely, "We are the local2 TV station. Can you be interviewed?"
"Of course," the woman agreed cheerfully, covering her head with a floral cloth as she spoke, "This way the boss won't find out that I pretended to be sick before I got the tickets. Please interview me."
"This interview will get an answer from the Minister of Education," the reporter asked with a cheerful expression on his face, "Excuse me, do you have anything to say about this concert?"
The woman was pleasantly surprised, "I hope Swift's ticket rush day can be listed as a public holiday."
"Is there any more?" the reporter asked.
"Please give the children more opportunities. They love Swift very much, but unfortunately they can't get tickets."
Zhang Jing could tell from the side that the woman being interviewed was very well-educated and extremely optimistic.
The next person to be interviewed was a 13 or 14-year-old girl. The reporter asked her: "Do you have anything to say to the Minister of Education?"
"I haven't seen Swift for a long time, and I have to buy tickets for the concert," the little girl said to the camera without any stage fright, "I passed the test in all subjects except my mother tongue. Please buy me tickets." Opportunity."
From what he saw and heard, Zhang Jing was surprised by the little girl's adaptability.
Many children her age would say bad things when they see the camera, let alone give advice to the minister.
It's interesting, because of the syndicated show, the Minister of Education called in live.
A middle-aged male voice.
“I hear it and I feel it, but I worry about how fans of Coldplay, Blackpink, BTS, Beyoncé and others will feel;
I am also worried that this may further increase inflation and lead to an increase in the price of meals at food courts. "
The minister's tone on the other side of the phone was relaxed, humorous and educational.
The point is, he actually took into account the price of ordinary people eating at the food court.
After a second's pause, the minister continued on the phone: "If you can invite Swifty to perform for free at school, your school will have a holiday the next day. Is this good? But try not to ask her to sing on Friday..."
The little girl looked confused. She wanted to see Swift, but the minister told her that eating would be expensive and that the feelings of other celebrity fans should be considered.
Finally, I drew a big cake for her, which was decent enough to avoid Friday.
Zhang Jing was laughing next to him, and the minister on the other side of the phone was also an interesting person.
After two interviews, Zhang Jing felt that the overall educational level of Temasek, whether ordinary people or ministers, is very high, and it is true that ordinary people have money in their pockets.
There is no pressure for adults to work and children to study.
Considering that he had no special love for Swift, after the reporter left, there were still five minutes left before the concert started. Zhang Jing came to the little girls who were 13 or 14 years old, handed over the tickets, and said, "Here they are for you."
Looking at the ticket handed over by Zhang Jing, the child was very surprised for a second, and other people nearby also looked over.
"This..." the little girl looked at Zhang Jing in disbelief and asked, "How much does it cost?"
"No money required," Zhang Jing said with a smile, "I wish you a happy time."
"Thank you, thank you," the little girl jumped up and took the ticket as she spoke, bowing sharply, "Thank you, brother."
Looking at the children running quickly towards the ticket gate, the 26 or 27-year-old Chinese youth with brown hair said, "I really admire you. I admire you from the bottom of my heart. I would not be able to part with you."
Zhang Jing just smiled slightly. He couldn't say that he didn't love Swift deeply enough, otherwise he would be beaten to death by tens of thousands of people nearby.
At the same time, after checking in, a 13- or 14-year-old girl followed the instructions and walked to the front row. It took her a few minutes of the concert to find her seat.
Sitting next to me on the right is a sister who has a very good temperament and is very popular.
The little girl paid attention to the beautiful sister next to her because the sister was staring straight at her with an expression of disbelief.
Zhang Jing didn't know that Yuan Hong had set him up, so he and others stood guard outside the gymnasium, letting out loud cheers along with the explosion of a large number of fireworks.
Because the cheers were so loud, they could be heard clearly both inside and outside the stadium.
Then the prelude to "red" sounded.
Swifty's singing voice started...
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At the same time, there were screams and shouts from fans inside and outside the stadium.
Zhang Jing had goosebumps all over the crowd, his voice and lyrics were so flavorful, full of love and affection.
As he continued to listen, Zhang Jing became more and more fond of it. Unconsciously, he listened from eight o'clock in the evening to the end of eleven o'clock in the evening.
Push the time forward three hours.
eight pm.
Kingdom of God - Wangting, Lingguandian District - Qingyuan Hotel in the northeast of the city.
A young man in his twenties came to the front desk.
"Welcome," the front desk clerk greeted with a smile, "This is our guest room list."
While speaking, the waiter handed a beautiful brochure to the guest with both hands.
"I'm here for an interview," a young man in his twenties and seventies looked at the waitress and said, "I'm applying for a job as a security guard."
The waiter took back the beautiful booklet and said, "Please give me your resume."
The young man complied and handed the information to the waiter.
After a quick glance, the waitress handed the young man's resume and 1,000 yuan back, "Please fly to Xiangjiang. The interview will be at the North Shore Museum of Silver Mine Bay."
Looking at the 10,000 yuan handed over by the waiter, the 26-7-year-old young man was so confused that he couldn't react. He asked tentatively: "Aren't you afraid that I won't go?"
"I don't know," the waitress said, "My job is to do the preliminary selection, pay the applicants, and inform you of the interview address."
After gently receiving the 10,000 yuan, the young man could not recover for a long time.
In normal life, cashiers, side dishes, factory workers, etc. only earn about 400 meters per month, and 10,000 meters is equivalent to 25 months' salary for ordinary people.
The temptation is great!
After leaving Qingyuan Hotel, after hesitating for three seconds, the young man went straight to the airport.
