"What?! You agree?!"
Xiao Nan's expression of surprise was rare, and the water gate beside him was also puzzled.
"Well, Nagato wants to sing, let's just listen, don't always beat him."
"But..." Xiao Nan hesitated to speak.
Masahiko smiled, "I know you are worried about Kirabi, it doesn't matter, I have my own measures."
Xiao Nan was silent for a moment, and shook his head helplessly, "It's good for you and Nagato to be happy."
Masahiko glanced at her and gave a smirk, "Okay, go back and prepare."
"What are you going to do?" Xiao Nan was taken aback.
Masahiko paused, "Prepare... Of course it is to sell tickets. We can't just listen to the concert. The time is set at noon tomorrow at Uzunokuni Stadium. Except for the few of us, we will sell 500 more tickets!"
The water gate was close to the door, and once again felt the two yoyos inside with his ears, their heads were big. When I looked at Masahiko again, he put on an expression of "Why can't you think so much".
Xiaonan also said that the residents of Uzumaki are innocent...
But after thinking about it, she felt that this ticket should not be sold. Some of Uzumaki’s last year old people should remember the riot caused by Kirabi’s concert ten years ago...
Masahiko smiled mysteriously, "You go to publicity, 500 tickets will be sold out in a while."
…
Half an hour later, there was news in the streets and alleys of Uzumaki Kingdom: The current clan of Uzumaki Kingdom will hold a concert at noon tomorrow. 500 tickets are sold and the fare is 12,000.
After all, Nagato is the patriarch of Uzumaki country. Many civilians and ninjas of Uzumaki country are interested in the concert, but 10,000 taels say it’s not expensive, and it’s not cheap. Most people are hesitant to wait and see anyway. There are five hundred copies, too late.
As a result, at the beginning of the ticket sales in the afternoon, a bunch of strange faces emerged from nowhere, and there were a long queue of four to five hundred people.
Xiao Nan and Shuimen had their faces stubbornly, and received one after another ten thousand taels of silver tickets. Ten minutes later, the tickets in their hands were sold out.
"Where do all these people come from?"
"Master Xiao Nan, give me a ticket too."
A familiar face finally appeared, but Xiao Nan shook his head embarrassedly, "Uncle Wushe, the tickets are sold out."
"It's over? It's over. I missed the patriarch's concert..." Wushe looked at a loss, and turned to look at the people lined up behind him, "The tickets are sold out, let's go!"
"Is this sold out?"
"What a pity… "
After a few murmurs, the crowd gradually dispersed. Most people are at a loss. They just follow the crowd. Seeing so many people buying, they also want to buy.
I can't buy it now, I don't feel sorry, but I feel a little weird and awkward.
Not far away, Nagato and Kirabi were watching.
Kirabi almost burst into tears, and the country of vortex is really a piece of soil suitable for rap art.
Nagato scratched his head, always feeling that something was wrong. Is it possible to start a concert so easily
…
Inside the Yile Ramen Restaurant.
Xiao Nan and Water Gate, who had sold out all the tickets, found Masahiko.
"Teacher, the tickets are sold out."
Masahiko nodded with a smile, "I said that the tickets are selling well, the patriarch of Nagato is very charming."
"What's the charm of him, he is stupid..." Xiao Nan whispered.
After the water gate sold the tickets, it seemed that he had gained something. At this time, he was looking at Masahiko with a strange look.
Just about to ask, Kushina pulled Naruto in.
"Grandpa, I heard that Nagato is going to hold a concert? Give me a ticket."
Masahiko shrugged and looked at Xiao Nan, "Look, I said the tickets are selling well."
Mizumon shook his head helplessly, pulled Jiu Xinnai, and explained in a low voice.
"Yawei Renjuli? Just hit him if he sings badly. I just want to hear what Nagato sings. It's always yo-yo-yo, and I haven't really heard him speak."
"Don't worry, Kushina, some of us have special locations to listen to the concert, and we can just enter the venue directly." Masahiko said.
Naruto heard Masahiko speak and grinned at him behind Kushina. Last night, at the Uzumaki Kingdom Celebration, he was ashamed in front of his friends... The two small scorpions on his head were laughed at for a long time.
Masahiko smiled, rubbed his palms, and fixed his eyes on Naruto’s little butt...
"Good ancestor!"
…
After a while, Xiao Nan said goodbye to Masahiko and went to help Nagato arrange tomorrow's concert venue. The Watergate family did not stay long.
Sending them away, Masahiko turned to Sara, "Do you want to go tomorrow?"
Sarah paused and smiled, "Tomorrow there must be a good show you arranged, but I still won't join in the fun, just give me a description after the concert."
"God? What a good show?"
Masahiko also smiled, "Okay, don't go if you don't. Anyway, I won't go to the concert tomorrow..."
Looking at Junmaro Kazuhira who was curious, "I will take you to see tomorrow."
What happened after that was beyond Masahiko's expectation.
It is estimated that it was out of herd mentality. After the news that 500 tickets were sold out within ten minutes, the entire Uzumaki Kingdom became lively.
The voice of Nagato's singing was transmitted to the sound of nature. Countless people couldn't ask for votes, and some even asked Masahiko.
However, for their physical and mental health, Masahiko refused mercilessly, and finally only added a phosphorus to the team members...
…
At noon the next day, in front of the Uzumaki Country Gymnasium, the four or five hundred'mysterious people' appeared again and checked in at the gate, while Masahiko and the others waited on the sidelines before entering the stadium.
Kushina scratched his head, "I haven't seen any of these residents of Uzumaki Country... Hey, that elder sister looks like Grandma Mito."
"Ah." Masahiko's face showed nostalgia. It was indeed Mito's grandma, Mito's grandma, Masahiko's sister-in-law, and his elder brother beside him...
After a while, Kushina said again, "There are also these two people, how do they look so... awe-inspiring? Why don't I know someone like us in Uzumaki Country?"
Masahiko shook his head lightly, "Well, I don't know either."
He smiled in his heart. Those two were Shijuma’s father Senjubutsuma and Madara’s father Uchiha Tajima...
After a while, the little nympho Phosphorus spoke, "Huh? What a handsome uncle."
Masahiko followed her gaze, showing a slightly weird expression.
Those two are Uzumaki Dehua and Uzumaki Jay...
Because I really can't remember so many familiar faces, I can only use celebrities who still have impressions in previous lives to make up the number.
As five hundred people entered the arena, Jiu Xinnai's expression became more and more surprised, while Pratunam was thoughtful.
"Grandpa, why don't I know any of these five hundred people?!"
Masahiko laughed secretly, you know there are ghosts.
That's right, these five hundred people are all his shadow clones, in other words, they are all his trumpets.
Nagato, Kirabi, ask if you are afraid!
Not two sheep! ! The next chapter is still being revised, so I will post it right away. . .