Mu Yiqi breathed into his scarf. The warm breath was fleeting, but he felt a little warmer.
After coming out of the subway, he walked alone on the lightly snowed streets of a strange city, passing by privet trees.
He stared at the map arrows spinning around on his phone, as if he was afraid that he was in the wrong place.
He couldn't feel comfortable asking anyone for help, so getting lost was out of the question.
It would be nice to have a reliable companion, but...
Wood art rules never have companions.
Even on the Internet, he does not easily connect with people.
because……
Mu Yiqi pressed the lock screen button, and his handsome features were reflected on the black screen.
The locations of maps, street views, and manhole covers within a ten-kilometer radius centered on the venue have been memorized.
I hope this is all unfounded worry... I don't want to be chased into the sewers here.
It is still 2.01 kilometers away from the convention and exhibition center where the SJG48 National Handshake Meeting is held.
Mu Yigui tightened his tight down jacket and walked behind the bus stop to stretch his contracted joints - he was too tall. Girls over 180 centimeters tall would attract too much unnecessary attention, so he From the moment she changed clothes, she used contortion techniques to lower her height to less than 1.65 meters, which put great pressure on the joints throughout her body.
After entering the venue, he had to join the queue waiting to shake hands with his idol, and he also had to prepare for various emergencies that might arise. He didn't have much chance to relax and adjust.
Last month, TKM48's high-five party showed up with a madman who used a gardening saw to attack idols indiscriminately. SJG48 dared to hold a handshake party at this time. The security force this time must be far greater than before.
Maybe my disguise will be seen through at the security checkpoint...
Still want to go?
You can still escape now.
Mu Yiqi smiled at himself on the phone screen.
Where can he escape to? He is a man. No one in this world will favor him. He cannot find happiness anywhere.
Over the years he had proven to himself that a man could do what a woman could do, and even better.
There is no doubt that he is a genius.
But a male genius, a male genius who is too good-looking, still has no place in this world.
Unless he is willing to become a mascot or plaything.
Mu Yigui sighed and walked towards the venue.
In this handshake meeting, there is still no idol of his life. This is the bad thing about the national handshake meeting. Even if you grab the ticket to participate in the limited edition of the first episode, you may not be able to meet your life idol... Alas, this is the first time. I’ve done this a few times, is it better to retweet other idols...
It doesn't actually matter.
He only accidentally learned about idol culture, and suddenly wanted to see those people who were like the sun and forget his own lack of light, so he accidentally became an idol otaku.
Idol is just the alcohol he uses to numb himself.
This life is just an alcoholic drink with a higher alcohol content.
It's the same for everyone.
Half an hour later, Mu Yiqi stood in the queue waiting for a handshake.
He came on time. The live show had just ended and there weren't too many people in line.
The entire venue, except for some security personnel - those standing far away, were all women.
There is no law in any province that restricts men from chasing celebrities, and there are no rules that restrict men from being in public, but in fact...
Everyone here has the potential to pick him out and parade him through the streets.
Mu Yiqi stood at the end of the queue and felt that he was surrounded by enemies.
Anyway, it didn’t matter who he chose since he wasn’t destined to come, so he chose the one with the shortest waiting line, trying to see his idol in the shortest time, and then leave.
He glanced at the girl idol standing at the front of the line.
The one who was shaking hands with the fans was a girl with purple hair and a very businesslike smile. She seemed to have the mentality of being an idol and shaking hands all day long, and just wanted to finish shaking hands and rest early.
That's why your popularity is so low...
Mu Yigui lowered his head and stopped looking around.
If you are too nervous, you will stand out. In fact, whether you are nervous or not, it may make you stand out, so it is best to relax.
He held down his black thick-framed glasses and covered half of his face with his palms. He pretended to stare at the phone, but was actually observing the surroundings with his peripheral vision.
Nothing special, just surrounded by ordinary idol nerds, female in gender, and interested in both men and women, just like before.
The person in front of me has the badges of other SJG members on his backpack. He is an unlucky person like himself who cannot see his destiny...
The one at the back is dressed quite punk, and the metallic manicure is a bit exaggerated. The rust effect is indeed a bit cool, but is it necessary to apply it so full and have so many jagged edges? If it were me doing it, I would use patches at most to emphasize the metal. elements, and...
Mu Yigui was thinking wildly, and there were fewer and fewer people in front of him. Within an hour, it was his turn.
He handed the coupon to the staff, put down his bag, and put his right hand in the sleeve of his down jacket and stretched it out.
Shake hands, smile, and leave after two seconds.
As he planned this, he used his left hand to pull down the pom-pom hat on his head a little.
The purple-haired girl with a business smile held his hand affectionately, and her eyes fell on his face.
——You're a bit good-looking, even better than me. Why don't you become your own idol if you're so good-looking? It's a pity that I'll chase you instead.
Then she saw the bust printed on the god's badge on Mu Yigui's chest.
——Turns out you are not a fan of mine...
She let go.
Mu Yiqi said thank you in a false voice and was about to take his bag and leave when he suddenly felt a pain on the side of his face.
"You don't deserve to be standing here at all! What else do you have except this face!"
A dark gray light swung out from behind him, brushed his cheek, and struck the purple-haired girl with wide eyes.
It’s the punk girl with metallic nails in the back!
Really metal? !
The punk girl suddenly burst into flames, and the surrounding security personnel had no time to stop her. She went straight into the eyes of the purple-haired girl with sharp jagged nails. The latter was so frightened that she hurriedly retreated and sat down on the ground.
A scream!
In a panic, Mu Yiqi grabbed the punk girl's little finger and threw her down with a neat shoulder throw. At the same time, he knocked over the long table in front of the purple-haired girl.
The punk girl lay on the ground and let out an almost crazy roar. She waved her other hand wildly and wanted to stand up to continue the attack. She saw a long snake-like black shadow flying quickly around her hands and neck, but it was Mu Yigui. He took off his scarf and used the binding technique to tie her up very quickly.
It's safe.
Mu Yigui bent down and squatted down to help the purple-haired girl on the ground. At this time, the coolness on his Adam's apple woke him up from the highly stressful state of exercise.
Oops.
People around me... I have my back to them now and am bent over, but she will definitely see it!
Suddenly he felt heavy.
The purple-haired girl threw herself into his arms, wrapped her arms tightly around his neck, and cried loudly.
...It’s a commercial fake cry!
What is this person doing?
“I’m cute too, have you considered retweeting?”
A wisp of warm breath blew past the side of his neck, and he heard her whisper.
…
The fog slowly dissipated.
"What happened next?" Li Zhixian asked.
She was ready to hear a story of sadomasochism that was physically and mentally abusive.
Mu Yigui: “Later, we overcame many difficulties together, and finally got the blessings of both parents and all relatives and friends... It is difficult to do these things, but she and I are capable and work hard, so it is not too difficult. "
Hearing this, Liang De couldn't help but interrupt: "What do you mean? Are you and her..."
Mu Yiqi nodded, "After she graduated from SJG48, I married her as an ordinary man, and we lived happily."
Then why are you committing suicide? Are you sick?
