If I didn’t show up for a month, why would I go there?
At about 14:00 on September 21st, we took a taxi to the subway station and got on Line 9 and set off!
At 15:09, I arrived at Longyang Road Station after transferring. After showing the ticket information for a certain journey, I bought a maglev ticket for 40 yuan. Huffing and puffing, I rushed to the platform with my suitcase, just as the last train had just entered the station.
I got on the bus at 15:16 on time, and it was my first time to experience this kind of high technology. At 15:25, we arrived at Pudong International Airport on time and passed by the plank road where we picked up the airport a month ago. At 16:28, after security check, check-in and customs clearance, one person, one suitcase, one backpack and one camera appeared at the D58 gate, the farthest gate of T2.
At 18:02, after a long wait, we were ready to line up to board the plane. At around 19:00, the long taxiing around the field ended, and flight HO1385 finally took off!
Yes, I’m coming to Tokyo!
At ten o'clock in the evening local time, the plane finally landed. Before taking off, I left a circle of friends visible only to myself. Unexpectedly, after losing contact for more than three hours, my closest relatives discovered my whereabouts and got criticized. When you are in a foreign country, you must prepare international roaming phone cards and data in advance next time. The damn free WiFi at the airport is really rubbish. After more than a month of preparation, I didn’t expect that it was still full of loopholes.
But it doesn’t matter, I’m here anyway, this is probably one of the craziest things in my life.
I found a local pick-up, took a rental car that was said to go bankrupt after just one ride, and finally checked in at the hotel at around 11 o'clock. The location of the hotel is very good, but the room is really cramped. After briefly packing up my things, a friend in the group asked me to take some photos of the night view of Shibuya. The drizzle stopped just in time, so I went out with my camera and walked around.
There was no internet, no phone card, and not even enough cash to buy a bottle of water from a vending machine, so I was wandering the streets of Tokyo alone. Even though I had been preparing for so long, it still looked like it was riddled with holes in the end.
I don’t remember what I felt when I lay down in bed at around one o’clock in the morning, but I never thought I would come to Japan, let alone lie down here so wantonly.
I could see Eun Jung again the next day, but my mood reached the calmest moment before dawn.
The next day, I strolled around Shibuya, visited the local MUJI, and had a unique BBQ meal. I went back to pack up the things I wanted to bring and walked to the event location.
Next time I come to see Baolan, I will definitely be more prepared!
I drank an iced Americano at the coffee shop, and when I dragged my suitcase to the entrance, there was already a queue (yes, suitcase men appear on the streets of Shibuya). The event venue actually looks like a semi-underground structure, and the queue is on the descending stairs: half of the queue is to buy peripherals, and the shorter half is to buy tickets online in exchange for physical tickets.
Badges, standing cards, photo cards, photos, keychains, support sticks...
These items kept spinning in my mind for the past two days. When I folded up my umbrellas and moved them to a place where I could take shelter from the rain, there was not much left around several items in the bamboo basket on the table. Fortunately, I felt relieved when I saw that the staff were still replenishing the goods.
"Let's get ten of each of the standing plaques and badges. Five of the same...what, there are not ten standing plaques left? Then you can have as many as you want..."
I told the ground to pick it up, and she reported the quantities to the staff one by one. The process of the team obviously stalled at our place for a few minutes...
In order to fill up the big box on my hand, I almost bought out all the peripheral items: the pink keychains were not enough, so I bought five more green ones, and the standing signs were not enough, so I bought as many as I could, and two more. Ten copies of the card...
To this day, I still clearly remember that I bought a total of 180,000 yen in peripherals, as well as four signed photos and a ticket to the photo session.
There is an event on site where you can draw a prize once you spend 10,000 yen. Shake the device filled with small balls. If a red ball can be shaken out, it means you have won the prize.
However, I didn't know this rule at the beginning... After shaking it a dozen times, the small plate with balls was almost filled with white balls, and there was a continuous "clang, clap, clap, clap" sound that was enough to shake the floor. Finally, a red ball rolled out...
(Complaining about the arithmetic skills of Sakura girls again, I feel like they have a hard time counting...)
By the end of the shaking, I was so numb that I didn’t know how many times I rolled out. Anyway, I stopped shaking after it happened. The uncles who were watching on the steps applauded and cheered, and the young lady also handed over a small silver bag that was as long as a small card. It was considered a complete success in a peaceful atmosphere!
I used a small space in the venue to pack everything into boxes. Half of the boxes spread out on the ground contained the banners, albums, support bags, etc. that I wanted to show Eunjing, and the other half was filled with new official merchandise. of mesh bags.
After shopping, there was still more than an hour before the official opening. Most of the people present that day were die-hard fans of the "silver-haired class", so they left with their boxes in hand while receiving the attention of the uncle in line...
I had just drank coffee at a coffee shop, and with a big suitcase in hand, I turned into a taco bell halfway. Except for the fact that I had to go up some steps, it was perfect - I had to walk less...
Thanks to the almighty Ali Pay…
After ordering a side of French fries and two drinks, he openly took up a large area of the floor, spread out the big box on the floor, and unpacked the pile of things he had just bought.
Because I knew there would be a chance to sign autographs face to face, I took out a set of Eunjing's photos from the box and stuffed them into my backpack along with the white support uniform.
"em...T-ara...? Eunjung...?"
Just as I was packing my things, a blond and blue-eyed foreigner came over to strike up a conversation.
To be honest, there are many foreigners in Tokyo, and meeting white people is nothing new, but I didn’t expect that this bearded old man was also a sleepy man!
I just didn’t expect that in such a casual store, the person sitting next to us would be sleepy.
After communicating in half-baked English, I roughly told him that Eun-jeong would be holding a meeting here later, but unfortunately he didn't seem to be attending.
The pick-up girl told me that he was from Chile, and then the two groups exchanged information about their collections of T-ara, and received a lot of thumbs up, hahaha.
Being alone in a foreign country, even though I seem to be a "foreigner", it feels really exciting and complicated to meet someone who looks more foreign and likes me. Decisively sent a set of banners + support bags + photos of Shanghai, and the exclusive Zhongjiao peripherals also have foreign owners.
(The old man actually asked me how much, and he could only say it was made by our selves, for free for free~ I was so excited that I didn’t know if I was right or not)
After the ingenious encounter, it started to rain heavily outside again. It's really unfortunate that the weather hasn't been very good these two days since I arrived in Japan. Fortunately, the flights were not delayed.
I have no choice but to hang my handbag under the handle of the umbrella (well... I bought the umbrella at FamilyMart on the same day... I borrowed some from the hotel and forgot to take them...), and then another Dragging a suitcase with one hand, a backpack on the chest, a camera on the side...
When I came here, I thought the scattered streets of Shibuya were quite beautiful to take pictures of, but I didn’t know it would be so difficult to walk on a rainy day... It seemed like a short walk at first, but in the end I walked for about ten minutes... The feeling of being wet, cold and tired is really devastating...
When we arrived at the entrance of the downward stairs, we hadn't officially checked in yet, so we had to stand on the roadside in the rain and wait. Fortunately, we entered according to the ticket number, and our order was quite advanced...
While we were waiting, we finally met someone who spoke Chinese again. It was a girl who was much younger than the uncles. She told us that the suitcases were not allowed to be brought in, and our hearts suddenly went cold... Fortunately, the suitcases were finally put in, that is. I didn't have time to ask who the other person was.
I didn’t expect that I haven’t written this article for so long. I have been busy preparing to meet a certain underage actress recently, so let’s start from here and finish writing some of the scenes at the scene...
After waiting in line to get called, walked down the stairs, and came to the bar at the door, there was a young lady who charged for drinks before allowing entry. But I just drank Coca-Cola... I had no choice but to drink it, and I had to pay to enter, which was another 600 yen per person.
Because we gave up the drinks, we were able to choose our seats earlier than the people with the first number. Perhaps this can be regarded as a kind of lost thing, gained something?
I found a seat about four or five rows in the middle and sat down. The view was not very good, but I was satisfied. The two people each grabbed a handful of small cards and took apart two more light sticks to prepare for reinforcements.
(I have to complain about the bathrooms in Japan. The first time I was really shocked, the area was less than half a square meter and it was difficult for an adult to turn around. The paper was so thin that it was difficult to wipe hands. It was really long. See you...)
After sitting and waiting for a while, it was about to start. I really can’t remember my mood when I came out.
The pink dress on the upper body is really pretty, but the white half-socks on the bottom are really hard for me to comment on... Do as the Romans do, do as the Romans do...
The first song was a seated ballad. I secretly took out my phone to record it and took a lot of photos.
The knee-length white skirt and the soft stage lights looked good on her face. Just watching her sitting there singing a song she didn't understand, it suddenly seemed like she was back at the scene of "The Reason We Broke Up". The lighting really looks like that platter.
As I listened, the recording hand began to tremble. As expected, I still couldn't let it go, and I almost couldn't help crying.
No video recording allowed!
Well, damn the devil, the staff showed up in time to interrupt my emotional brewing.
(The filming was interrupted three times, and even if it was secretly placed on the chest without disturbing others, it was mainly because I saw someone who looked like India was filming next to me without being reminded, so it was quite cool. I’m so angry, but fortunately I still got a lot of photos.)
Here’s a quick summary of the Q&A of the day:
"Which one looks better with or without makeup?"
Answer: You are cuter with makeup than without makeup.
“Would you rather travel or stay at home?”
Answer: I prefer to stay at home.
“Would you rather travel alone or in a group?”
Answer: I prefer to go out with a group of people, and I like to watch others chat by myself.
"Do you prefer singing or dancing?"
Answer: I prefer dancing to singing, and there will be dance moves in the later performances.
(Later I added that I don’t seem to be very good at dancing, so I made a joke about myself, which is very cute)
"Do you think you are a very beautiful person?"
Answer: Yes, yes!
"What do you think you are attractive about?"
A: There are many kinds of feelings. It is very charming when you run your own business.
"Do you prefer being alone now rather than being in a group?"
Compared with her previous hesitation, she decisively pressed the "X" side to indicate no!
Everyone in the audience suddenly screamed (including me of course, haha), but she looked confused on the stage and didn’t know why we were screaming.
That’s the group spirit! Group spirit! ! !
A: I loved it when I was in a group, and now I also love it on my own. Time alone and time with friends are both important!
...
Probably because of these problems, "Bobby Bobby" and "Desire" were performed later. As expected, the cat dance is very popular in Neon.
The solo scene was so exciting. I shouted for support with the uncles for a long time (laughs). I never thought that I would have to shout for support with a bunch of silver-haired people in my life.
Afterwards, I went to change clothes, and the big screen came down again to show us some unpublished behind-the-scenes footage. Of course, I couldn’t understand a word of it... There is a behind-the-scenes look at a drama in Korea some time ago. It's very reassuring to know that she is doing well.
When they came on stage again, they asked us what song by T-ara we wanted to listen to. Fang Henshao was so bad at speaking Korean that he wanted to say "The Reason We Broke Up" but couldn't. After saying "wuli points..." he hesitated and stopped talking, so he had to keep shouting "No.9".
At the end, I seemed to have performed "Sugar Free" and "Roly-Poly". Of course it was great to be able to shout for support, but it was a pity that I wasn't allowed to take direct shots, which made me feel less happy.
At the end of the performance, I took out a bunch of old things that I had moved and sorted out and entered into a lottery. It was a pity that I didn't win any of them.
At the end of the lottery, the organizer showed Eunjing a booklet that contained letters written by fans and Polaroids taken when we first entered the venue. According to the girl on the ground, our photo was right in the middle of the page, so it might have been seen.
She cried when she saw it...
The event is probably about to end here. Because I bought autograph and photo tickets later, I can stay and wait for autographs and photos.
(If I had known that buying a photo coupon comes with a full set of peripherals, I would have bought more of these... There are so many peripherals piled up in my house now...)
I won’t explain other trivial things. I took out all the album photos from Pudong Airport to Joy City, and then from Joy City to Hongqiao and Tokyo, along with the full set of photos on my mobile phone. I also showed her all the photos and signatures of W9.
I just hope she can know that there are still people who love her. (The first time I went there, I knew that the autograph queue was last and I could chat for a while. I was so smart! Of course, I bought four autographs and didn’t keep them for myself. This is what I deserve!)
When taking a group photo, I took out the banner I made for the airport pick-up in Shanghai, hoping she would still recognize it. I also asked, "Do you remember me?"
Maybe Xian Eunjing is really a good actress. She seemed a little surprised and greeted me warmly: "Thank you (crabs) ~ I love you (woaini people)!"
At the end, you can also clap! I said "Welcome to China!" and forgot everything else.
The trip for this day was almost over. It rained heavily in Tokyo that night. When I returned to the room, my trouser legs were all wet, but we will meet again.
(I went to see Sapphire Blue three times later, but I won’t write any more records.)
(It’s time to start writing some text.)
