There are not many lucky people like Han Qing. When the two walked into a waiting room, there were only six people sitting in it. Everyone's face was full of tension and happiness, almost exactly the same as the expression on Han Qing's face.
Lu Ning pulled Han Qing, who was barely able to walk, to sit on a sofa that was still empty. Soon someone brought drinks and snacks, and told them that Cen Mu would come in person in a moment.
"Is he coming here now?"
Han Qing pinched Lu Ning. Fortunately, she was wearing thick clothes today, so she didn't get pinched.
"We will come here to meet you before the concert starts, and then we will bring a few of them to a special audience seat. After the concert, you can also come back here to meet Cen Mujian." The staff laughed. explained.
"Yes, okay, we'll wait, no problem." Han Qingdu began to speak incoherently.
Lu Ning picked up a piece of mung bean cake from the table and opened it, biting off a small piece. The powdery feeling filled her mouth. It seemed that a lot of honey was used, causing the sweetness to overwhelm the natural taste of mung beans.
"Lu, Lu, Lu Ning."
"Why are you stuttering?"
Lu Ning, who was not a star-struck person, was picking through the pastries on the table, trying to find a variety that suited her taste. She didn't pay attention to the big stars appearing at the door.
“Most of the dim sum here are purchased in packaged form, and the taste is only made according to popular tastes. It’s normal if you don’t like them.”
Cen Mujian, the much-anticipated singer, is standing at the door. He is tall and thin, but has strong muscles. Through the shirt he is wearing today, you can still tell that he is a man who has been exercising for a long time. Cen Mujian himself is not outstanding in appearance, but he naturally has a gentle temperament, and now he brings this feeling to the fullest when meeting fans.
"It doesn't matter! We are just...Hello! My name is Han Qing! I have liked you since I was a child!" Han Qing stood up hurriedly, bowed vigorously to Cen Mujian, and then hurriedly took out a painting from his bag Frame, on which is a hand-drawn character sketch of Cen Mujian.
At the same time, other fans also gathered around, nervously saying hello and introducing themselves, while also taking out the gifts they had prepared.
"Ah... I accept everyone's enthusiasm, but how about we put this part later after the concert? I will be with everyone after 10:30." Cen Mujian held several things in his hand , smiled a little embarrassedly, "After all, now I have to go backstage to put on makeup, and I can't get these."
"Okay, okay! No problem!"
"The concert is important! We will do our best to cheer you on!"
"Come on!"
"Well, if you have any needs, please tell the staff. I have already said hello. Someone will take you to the VIP seat in a while. Be careful not to get separated. Just follow them back when you come back. I have prepared a special The reception room.”
Cen Mujian made a secret gesture towards several people.
"But don't tell others before tonight. I don't want too many people to know that I even held a fan meeting in private."
Han Qing and others naturally agreed hurriedly.
After some exchanges, Cen Mujian left. Not long after, two staff members took the people out of the guest room, walked around to an elevator room, took the elevator upstairs, and soon arrived at a spacious small balcony.
Looking out from here, you can see a few rows of seats in the front row below, but most of them are the huge main stage that has been arranged for the concert.
Now at this time, the seats below are already packed, and people's boiling shouts can still be heard from upstairs. Countless fluorescent sticks have been lit up. Before Lu Ning could react, Han Qing also stuffed a hand into her hand.
"It's about to begin!"
Han Qing roared excitedly.
Just as she said, not long after, the lights on the stage suddenly dimmed, leaving only a few beams of light shining in the center. A movable panel rose from below. Cen Mujian, who had changed into stage clothes, stood there. There, as he appeared on the stage, the loudest screams and cheers so far came from below, almost like lifting the ceiling.
Lu Ning felt that she was quite out of place among these people.
She quite likes Cen Mujian's songs, but she can't reach the point of chasing stars. She probably won't be able to make someone with her personality scream for anything, even when the end of the world comes.
On the other hand, enjoying a cultural performance won't bore her either.
The concert lasted about three hours, but it actually couldn't include too many songs. At least Cen Mujian spent a lot of time interacting with the audience - after all, it was impossible for him to sing for three hours straight.
Han Qing on the side sang the chorus excitedly, and his voice became hoarse. Facts have proved that it is common for her to sing out of tune in such large occasions. Since the second song, she was no longer on the correct pitch. Lu Ning didn't bother to remind her because she couldn't change it anyway.
With the soothing melody of the last song "Melancholia", the concert finally came to an end. Even though the audience was still shouting for another song, Cen Mujian still called the curtain on time.
Han Qing was not disappointed. She knew better that there would be more exciting things coming next. When she turned her head, Lu Ning handed her a bottle of pear juice and pointed at her throat.
"Don't shout that you're dumb when the time comes and you won't be able to speak. Just drink a few more sips."
"Thank you." Han Qing felt his throat was hoarse at this moment, so he quickly opened the drink and took several sips.
Soon, someone came and took these lucky fans away from the small balcony, but instead of going downstairs, they walked along a corridor for a while and entered a room that looked like an apartment. They were invited to sit down in the living room. .
"Lu Ning, how does my voice sound?" Han Qing nervously grabbed Lu Ning's hand and asked.
"It's too bad, I almost couldn't hear you clearly." Lu Ning answered truthfully, "I told you not to shout so excitedly."
"Then what should I do? I... I have to talk to Cen Mujian later!" Han Qing looked a little crazy, and the remaining few people also realized that they were too excited just now, and now they all have a sore throat. .
Lu Ning looked at the standing cabinet next to the TV, opened it, and took out the tea bag from inside.
"I'm going to make tea. Anyway, it's more important for you to wait here. I'm just here to accompany you." She looked up and saw the expressions of the others and shrugged, "Okay, for everyone's sake."
Everyone quickly thanked him. There is no doubt that these fans would not miss any time to meet Cen Mujian.
Lu Ning approached the kitchen and found no electric kettle, but a copper kettle. She turned on the gas stove, filled a pot of water and started boiling it, and then started looking for tea sets and cups suitable for making tea in various cabinets.
During this period, the outside suddenly became lively, and soon became quiet again. It was probably Cen Mujian who came over. After a while, bits and pieces of conversation started to sound, but the sound insulation in the kitchen was good, so I couldn't hear what was being said.
Lu Ning finally found a brand new tea set in a cupboard below. She opened it unceremoniously and threw the tea bag into the kettle. The water happened to be boiling at this moment. She unscrewed the flame and carried the kettle. Get up and start making tea.
As the fragrance spread, the door suddenly made a noise.
"I heard that a friend is making tea here. This is not my way of hospitality, so let me do it." Cen Mujian, still wearing his last costume, walked into the kitchen with a smile on his face. , and closed the kitchen door.
"Your fans won't let you come and be with me alone." Lu Ning looked back at him, "I'm almost done here, just go back and wait."
"Then it would be too rude of me as the host." Cen Mujian shook his head, "At least let me do the tea serving, how about that?"
As he said that, he had already walked to the side, picked up the tea tray and started to put quilts and other things on it.
"You're not a fan of mine, are you? Are you here with your friends?"
"Yes, you are unhappy?"
"No, no, no, no one can be liked by everyone, I know this very well. But I feel like you don't like me a little?"
"Why do you say that?"
"Your attitude has never been very enthusiastic. I thought that even to take care of my friend's mood, you would pretend to talk to me. This time, you hid directly in the kitchen." Cen Mu also accepted Lu Ning's hand. He took the teapot, shook it a few times, and put it on the tea tray. "Is there anything about me that displeases you?"
Lu Ning glanced at the tea tray in his hand, then looked up at him again.
"I'm just more cautious."
"Ah..." Cen Mujian scratched his face in embarrassment, "I thought I was more popular."
"Because I always have reservations about the enemies of 'imposters,' Raven."
Lu Ning raised her hand to cover her mouth and nose.
Cen Mujian was stunned for a moment, then laughed.
"What fake?"
"If you really plan to help me prepare things, at least find out how many people are in the living room first, right?"
Lu Ning stepped back slightly and pointed at the tea tray in Cen Mujian's hand.
One teapot and four teacups, this number is obviously not enough for the large number of people in the living room.
"You talk about hospitality, but you don't even remember how many guests there are? If you don't care about the number of cups at all, I can only think that you are approaching me for some other purpose. My identity is no longer With such a secret, you can easily find out the relationship between me and Han Qing, and it wouldn't be difficult to randomly recruit a few people to confuse the situation to operate in a black box, right?"
"..." Cen Mujian let go of the tea tray and put his hands into his trouser pockets.
"If we were looking for cooperation, we could do it openly, but you choose to approach secretly and go to all this trouble. What's the purpose of this? I judge that it's okay for you to be hostile to me."
"You discovered it too late." Cen Mujian raised his hand and touched his nose, "Since you thought that I was hostile to you, did you notice some of my actions after I came in?"
Close, approach...
Lu Ning's hand rested on the stove and began to tremble.
"Toxic Breathing." Cen Mujian's hand stopped on the tip of his nose, "This is an ability that takes effect slowly, causes death even more slowly, and must be used in a closed environment. It can only deprive people of mobility in the early stage, and can make people fall into deep sleep in the mid-term. , only staying in a completely toxic environment for more than half an hour can cause death."
"you……"
"So in order to speed up the process, I closed the door, approached you, and then tried to talk to you as much as possible." Cen Mujian put down his hand, "As you said, I am a crow. I can't afford to offend people like Jiang Shanhao and Zhao Xihua. The team can only try to pick some weak persimmons. Although you have some interactions with Cheng Yurun and others, you are still alone most of the time, so I chose you."
"Choose...kill?"
"Yes, I got the method on how to complete the second task from Cheng Yurun. Although it is also a way to find someone who has registered on that website, the tourists must have registered." Cen Mujian stared at Lu Ning, " One thing I have to tell you is that I directly reserved your ticket for the fan meeting, but as I expected, Han Qing changed the ticket to his own name."
"Aren't you ready to complete the mission?"
"Let me remind you, the more you talk, the faster you will get poisoned. I don't mind... I have almost completed the mission. There is only one more time to avoid death. Cheng Yurun and I went to the Sacrifice Club together. There is only serial killer. The mission hasn’t been completed yet.”
"he……"
"He doesn't know much about me. I was the one who told him about my current situation here. I'm not lying. You know my identity very well if you think about it. Ever since I came here to organize a concert, I have been constantly being harassed by some of the upper echelons of Sin City, both overtly and covertly. threats, including some intimidation from the Kingdom of Heaven Council, when I realized what kind of opponents these were, I planned to leave."
"You certainly didn't tell him about this."
"That way he will be alert. Of course I said in front of them that I would stay for thirty days, not to mention that I have been given abilities, so it is not surprising that I am so confident." Cen Mujian took out a handful from his pocket Folding knife, slowly pull it open.
"No one thought you were a coward."
"So I can't bear as much pressure as the original singer here... Sometimes I admire the characters in these scenes. But I like to call it cautious. Only those who are cautious in this world can live. , For example, now, I have to make sure that you don’t even have the strength to move before I take action."
As Cen Mujian said, he kicked Lu Ning's knee, and Lu Ning did not dodge. After receiving the kick, he immediately fell to his knees on the ground, panting heavily, and his whole body was shaking violently.
"it's time."
"Toxic Breathing... Although you say so, the weakness is not that simple, right?"
"Huh? Of course, the previous ones were just limitations on abilities, but..."
"Lost your sense of smell, huh?"
Lu Ning tugged on her clothes and the paper money in her coat pocket fell down. She did not move in a hurry, but looked up at Cen Mujian.
"How do you know? Wait, could it be—"
Cen Mujian's expression changed, and he immediately turned to look at the stove that Lu Ning had been holding on to. The flame knob used to boil water was actually in the open position!
"When you closed the door casually, didn't you think about why I closed the door on purpose?"
Lu Ning's voice sounded to Cen Mujian's ears like the cry of death from the Nine Nether Hells.
Now he understood why he would rather be kicked. Lu Ning did not let go of his hand on the stove because that hand was pressing the knob of another fire eye.
"before that--"
When Cen Mujian was speaking, the blade had already stabbed Lu Ning directly, but his speed could not catch up with Lu Ning's speed of pressing the knob with all her strength to make the gas stove spark!
"—How about thinking about your first mission before that?"
Lu Ning lowered her head and looked through the square hole of money.
boom!
The natural gas that had filled the entire kitchen exploded under the influence of a spark. The violent vibration shattered all the surrounding glass. A wave of fire rushed out, igniting the entire apartment and waking up those who had just fallen asleep due to Cen Mujian's ability. fans. When their lives were at stake, they didn't care about anything else and hurriedly fled out the door. Han Qing hesitated a little, but still prioritized getting out of the sea of fire.
