The last day of the new calendar year.
Today is bound to be a busy and tiring day. Even if there is no concert that has to be held until midnight before the end of the concert, the big holidays have always been the peak time for the fire brigade to call the police.
So Ren Yi canceled today's training, let everyone get a good night's sleep and recharge their batteries.
When it was close to lunch, there was an alarm that the kitchen was on fire, and Gao Ge led the team over there.
In the afternoon, Ren Yi called the second and third classes for a meeting, assigned tasks, clarified the division of labor, and then set off for the Honglin Gymnasium.
The concert officially started at eight o'clock in the evening, and people were allowed to enter the venue at six o'clock. In addition to the main entrance, two additional doors were opened to ease the pressure of the flow of people. The guests entered the venue directly from the underground parking lot.
The detachment sent Wang Meng's Mulexiangkou Squadron to go out with them. The Mulexiangkou Squadron is the nearest squadron to them, and they often carry out missions together.
Ren Yi and Wang Meng stood outside the venue, watching the staff rush in and out. It was only two o'clock in the afternoon, and there was already a queue outside the stadium, mostly young girls.
Wang Meng took out a cigarette and handed it to Ren Yi, who waved his hand.
"I heard that the tickets for the front row this time have been sold to more than 200,000 yuan?" Wang Meng took a puff of cigarette, "It's crazy."
"Yeah, scary."
"I'm not interested in these things. After I become a firefighter, I feel uncomfortable when I see too many people." Wang Meng shook his head, "With this strength, it's better to lie at home and listen to music."
Ren Yi smiled and said, "Think about it, the tickets are so expensive, it's okay if we don't spend money to get a seat, and we'll make a lot of money."
"Haha, yes." Wang Meng glanced at Ren Yi inadvertently, and suddenly let out a "huh".
"how?"
"Your hair...is it sprayed with hairspray?"
Ren Yi argued, "No."
"I'll touch it." Wang Meng stretched out his hand and touched it.
Ren Yi couldn't dodge in time and was caught straight.
Wang Meng laughed at him and said: "This down jacket and boots are also new, right? I just smelled a little perfume faintly, and thought it was my illusion. Why are you handsome Ren, you are getting married today. "
Ren Yi snorted, "Are you free?"
"That must not be as busy as you." Wang Meng teased, "Did you have an appointment tonight, or do you want to show off when you see the beauties?"
"For you who are married, understand if it's okay for you to be single." Ren Yi said angrily, "Go and do your work."
Wang Meng laughed and left.
Ren Yi took a few steps back, moved to the rearview mirror of the fire truck, straightened his hair in front of the mirror, and then showed a handsome smile.
Marriage is nothing, this is his first date with Gong Yingxian.
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At around six o'clock in the evening, most of the guests have already arrived and concentrated in the lounge to make up.
Ren Yi was free to move around anywhere in the venue. He looked at those singers who were embracing each other, wearing gorgeous stage costumes, preparing for the moment that everyone was watching, and suddenly understood Qi Xiao's desperate desire to be popular. Feeling.
Ren Yi's cell phone vibrated, it was a message from Gong Feilan, asking if Song Juhan had arrived.
Ever since he told Gong Feilan that he was in charge of the firefighting for this concert and that he could help her get Song Juhan's autograph, the little girl has been excited for several days.
Ren Yi replied: Not yet, I will let you know when it arrives.
At this time, Gong Yingxian's phone call came in.
"Hey, Ying Xian, are you here?"
"Here, I'm at the No. 6 door you mentioned."
"Okay, wait for me there, I'll pick you up right away."
When Ren Yi rushed to Gate No. 6, he found that Gong Yingxian was surrounded by a group of girls. He seemed to stand out from the crowd, standing a head taller.
"Ying Xian?" Ren Yi ran over, not knowing what happened.
"Come on, you must be an artist, tell us your name."
"Brother, are you a newcomer to Song Media? Are you singing or acting? We will support you."
"I'm not." Gong Yingxian frowned, and kept stepping back. When he saw Ren Yi approaching, his eyes lit up, he was relieved, and he quickly winked at Ren Yi.
Ren Yi suppressed a smile, and went to help him out: "Hey, beauties, he is not a star, so stop surrounding him."
"Why don't you wear a mask if you're not an artist? Besides, he's so handsome and has such a good figure."
"He's really not, he's my colleague." Ren Yi pointed to his clothes.
A group of girls froze for a moment, then screamed one after another.
"Are all firefighters so handsome? I want to be a fan of firefighters."
"Which fire brigade am I going to visit!"
Ren Yi took the opportunity to grab Gong Yingxian's hand and dragged him out of the crowd: "Okay, okay, you guys don't go to the queue yet, you will have to queue for a long time if you go late." He pulled Gong Yingxian up and run.
The two of them ran into the arena in one breath and then slowed down.
Ren Yi looked back and saw that Gong Yingxian was wearing a beige short down jacket, jeans and snow-white sneakers on his lower body. His hair was not fixed with hairspray, but was casually scattered on his forehead. Covering most of his face, he still looks handsome.
Ren Yi was dumbfounded, he had never seen Gong Yingxian dressed so youthfully, like a college student, no wonder those little girls couldn't walk when they saw him.
Gong Yingxian took off the mask, followed Ren Yi's gaze to look at his clothes uncomfortably: "What's wrong, is it strange?"
"..."
Gong Yingxian snorted softly: "You made me wear 'casual' clothes. If it wasn't for you, I wouldn't come to this noisy, dirty place full of people."
Ren Yi smirked: "You are super handsome today."
Gong Yingxian was slightly stunned, his heart jumped for joy, but he showed disapproval on his face: "Really."
"Really, super handsome." Ren Yi smiled, "Of course, you are also handsome in a suit, and you are also handsome in pajamas. Each is handsome in its own way."
Gong Yingxian couldn't help curling his lips into a smile. He also wanted to praise Ren Yi with the same words, but he was a little embarrassed to say so. Moreover, just a superficial word like "handsome" was not enough to describe the feeling Ren Yi's appearance gave him. That feeling of unconditional joy just by seeing it.
"Okay, let's go in."
Ren Yi suddenly realized that he was still holding Gong Yingxian's hand. Even though Gong Yingxian was wearing gloves, he could still clearly feel the warmth of his palm.
He let go of his hand in embarrassment, and led Gong Yingxian to the backstage.
Big-name singers all have separate dressing rooms, and they can't see them when the door is closed, and the rest of them are in a large open lounge.
The two stood in a corner out of the way and watched the excitement: "Look, those people are the 'Straw Worm' band, an old band, and their songs are very nice."
"Oh."
"That seems to be a draft group, I don't know it, wow, these little girls are so skinny, what do they usually eat?"
Gong Yingxian glanced around: "Where is that Song Juhan?"
"His big brand name certainly wouldn't come so early, and he has his own room." Ren Yi unzipped his coat and showed Gong Yingxian a signed version in the inner pocket, "But I told the organizer It's agreed, I can go in later and ask for an autograph for Feilan."
Gong Yingxian was not very happy: "Don't spoil her."
"It's a pity that she can't come."
"She doesn't study hard at ordinary times, and the exam is about to take place. Of course, she can't be allowed to participate in this kind of activity."
"So why don't you be too strict with her if you want an autograph to encourage her."
"Her parents don't get along, and she's away on business trips all year round. If I don't care about her, who will care about her?"
Ren Yi suddenly feels sorry for Gong Feilan.
Gong Yingxian changed the subject: "What are you guys mainly doing here?"
"Actually, the most important work is the review of the fire prevention plan in the early stage. If it is unqualified, it must be rectified according to our requirements. After the review, it will be accepted. Today, one is to supervise whether they have implemented it according to the requirements, and the other is to deal with emergencies. Ren Yi said, "Actually, there is basically nothing to do, so I let you come and play."
"Has the entire venue been inspected?"
"It has been checked several times." Ren Yi said, "There are also security checks at every gate, and there are also police patrols on duty."
Gong Yingxian nodded: "Too many things have happened recently, I'm a little sensitive."
"I understand, and I am the same. The higher-ups also have this kind of concern, so this time the security is doubled." Ren Yi smiled, "Prevent it before it happens, but don't worry too much. Let's go, the concert is about to start , I just stepped on a little bit, and there is a hot spot."
Ren Yi took Gong Yingxian to the side of the main stage, which was dedicated to the security guards and staff, not only had a good view, but there were no people there.
Although it was a hastily prepared concert, the stage effect was not compromised at all. Watching the brilliant lights up close and listening to the penetrating music made one's blood boil.
Ren Yi excitedly shook his body to follow the beat.
At first, Gong Yingxian couldn't stand the noisy environment, but gradually he was infected by the music and the people around him. He took a peek at Ren Yi, his bright eyes and big smile made him understand smile.
"Wow, although this position is good, it will definitely be higher in the crowd." Ren Yi took Gong Yingxian's hand, put it on top of his head, and sang along.
Gong Yingxian nodded: "Well, it's interesting."
Ren Yi turned his head to look at Gong Yingxian, the ever-changing light and shadow flashed on that captivating handsome face, adding a bit of mystery and confusion to this face, making him short of breath and his heart beating wildly.
Before Gong Yingxian found out, Ren Yi hastily turned his head away, his heart was overflowing with sweetness, and he couldn't help saying, "We seem to be dating now."
"What did you say?" The music was so loud that Gong Yingxian couldn't hear it clearly for a moment.
Ren Yi didn't answer, but just laughed happily.
Gong Yingxian looked at the densely packed human heads moving around in the stadium and the countless fluorescent sticks waving, and felt that there were so many people in such a large space, but only this one beside him gave him the real Feeling is the only meaning for him to come here.
Suddenly, he realized, did those people screaming in the audience think the same about the only person on the stage
If so, the definition of this feeling seems to be coming out.
Gong Yingxian fell into deep thought, but Ren Yi's walkie-talkie rang, interrupting his thoughts.
Ren Yi pressed the call button: "Speak."
"Captain Ren, Song Juhan is here, don't you want to sign?"
"OK, come right away." Ren Yi naturally took Gong Yingxian's hand, "Go, go backstage."
When the two came backstage, the person in charge of the organizer was already waiting for him, and reminded him: "Team Ren, this kind of big star may have a bit of a temper. If there is something that neglects you, don't take it to heart." Ah, thank you for your hard work."
Ren Yi smiled and said, "Don't worry, thank you."
The person in charge knocked on the door, and there was a reply from inside: "Come in."
Opening the door, he respectfully said, "Brother Han, the Captain Ren I just told you about is here."
Ren Yi and Gong Yingxian looked into the room.
On one side of the lounge, several hair and makeup staff were arranging clothes and styling supplies. On the other side, there was a large red sofa that was so luxurious that it was out of place here against the wall. Two men were sitting on the sofa. One is wearing earphones and reading a book with his head down, while the other is resting his head on his lap and playing with his mobile phone. His two long legs are folded and dangling outside the armrest.
The man who was playing with his mobile phone gave an "um" without looking back.