Superstars of Tomorrow

Chapter 441: deceased

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Fang Zhao's graduation concert was indeed watched by many people. Those people may not all go to Fang Zhao, but they must go to the concert!

Grab your tickets without the invitation letter!

In the past, the students who studied music in the twelve rhythms of Huangyi were also full at the graduation concert, but after all, many of them were behind-the-scenes workers, or they were more academic, and the public did not pay much attention. This time, Fang Zhao's graduation concert was different. Basically, there was no waiting for the public opening of the tickets, and the tickets were already sold out.

People who have been waiting for the official platform of Huangyi to open up the sale of admission tickets are dumbfounded when they see the big "sold out".

It's rare for anyone from Huangyi's school to get one, not to mention people from other schools.

Because Fang Zhao signed a contract with their company, Silver Wing was allocated ten tickets this time. But compared with the people who intend to go to the company, there are still too few. Those who can't get the tickets can only rely on other means to get tickets.

In the corner of the company, several popular artists are chatting in low voices.

"Aren't you acting? What do you need a ticket for?"

"You know how to act and sing? Amphibious superstars."

"Only ten tickets? Isn't that Huangyi's hunger marketing?" Someone asked.

The others looked at him with a foolish expression.

"Do you have any misunderstandings about the God-level Advanced Class?"

"Do you know who are the instructors in that advanced class!"

"A part of the invitation letter sent by Huangyi was sent to the bigwigs in various continents. Therefore, the number of admission tickets is limited. If you look at other entertainment companies in Yanzhou, if you can get five, it’s good!”

"I can't get the admission ticket. You can see which invited people are not going, and ask them to forward the invitation letter to you."

"Other people may also get this kind of invitation letter. It is difficult for Fang Zhao to do this."

Leizhou.

All-star Cesaro failed to grab headlines and satisfactory attention worldwide. According to statistics, only Leizhou's is okay, and other continents have long been trampled. Therefore, the people of Leizhou routinely sent ridicule.

Salo quarreled with people on the Internet, and then said: You wait for me!

Then really wait.

Waiting and waiting for silence.

The people of Leizhou know that Sagou is very forgetful. He holds revenge for some things, but he doesn't spend his brain cells remembering some things that he doesn't think are important. If he is not careful, he will forget it.

Salo originally planned to do something, but he did not expect to receive information from Chu Bo. Chu Bo is going to Fang Zhao's graduation concert.

Looking through the circle of friends again, Barbara and Mittis even got admission tickets!

How can something like this get behind!

Salo immediately called Fang Zhao, cheekily asked for an admission ticket, and then ran to show off to Wu Tianhao.

Wu Tianhao has been busy with other things recently, and he can't go if he wants to join in the fun. Salo was even more complacent. As soon as he got complacent, he forgot about the matter he told people "you wait for me", and made an appointment with Chu Bo to go to Fang Zhao's graduation concert.

Many people from all over the world are following the news of Fang Zhao's graduation concert. Mrs. Fang would never let such news go before, but this time, he didn't just pay attention to it online, but felt it himself!

Wearing a literary shirt and holding a new cane, he came to Huangyi with the old lady.

Although he came early, the old man felt that Fang Zhao must be very busy. They arrived early and went directly to a few old friends to play for a few days, without distracting Fang Zhao, and went to Huangyi only on the day of the graduation concert.

"You are busy, we know how to go!"

In the early morning, after a brief conversation with Fang Zhao, Mrs. Fang asked Fang Zhao to go to work. The second old man sorted himself in the mirror for a while before taking a taxi to Huangyi.

During the graduation season, Huangyi made key publicity to some outstanding graduates, and there are specific publicity spots for the advanced training class. On the huge floating screens, the brief introduction of this class of advanced students and the preview of the finale exhibition were scrolled.

Fang Zhao's neighbor, Will, is an art exhibition, and Fang Zhao's side is a concert.

Er Lao stood in front of the promotional screen and took pictures for a while, and sent the photos and videos to friends in the chat group.

"Have you seen it! With so many powerful characters, my family's Xiaozhao is the youngest!"

After laughing and showing off, Mrs. Fang looked at the promotional photos of the characters on the big screen, and the smile gradually disappeared.

"You said that Xiao Zhao stayed here for a year, did you have any... did you... what?"

Grandpa Fang gave the old lady a "you know" look.

As someone who has been paying attention to the news of the entertainment industry, Mr. Fang has never seen anyone who Fang Zhao has an affair with.

Look at Fang Zhao's classmates, who are either parents or grandparents. Excluded. Classmates can't, what about fans

"I heard a lot of young female students clamoring to come to his concerts."

The second old man came to the concert venue. Instead of entering the hall, I sat for a while in the rest area outside the hall, observing the people who came to listen to the concert.

"what do you think?"

"I don't think so."

"Hey, old woman, look at the one in the corner..."

"Something familiar."

"I feel so too."

"Which star is it?"

"Wait, let me check... She's really a star, but she's married."

The second old man whispered, or directly sent text messages to exchange. It is not good for others to hear these words.

As they were talking, a black ball rolled to their feet.

The old man picked up the black ball and squeezed it. Feels good.

Seeing a little boy running over, Mrs. Fang smiled all over his face.

"Kid, is this your ball?"

"Yes! It's called Xiao Fugui."

"Give."

"Thank you grandpa!"

Grandpa Fang has no resistance to children now, and his face is wrinkled with laughter. His eyes kept following the child, and he saw the child running to a young woman's side.

When Mrs. Fang looked over, the young woman smiled at him, then led the little boy away.

Grandpa Fang's smile condensed slightly, and his eyes were in a trance.

After so many years, I had already forgotten what that person looked like, but just now, I seem to have remembered it again.

Many years ago, when he and the old woman were still serving on the Sirius, they participated in a battle, but the people who participated in the battle signed a non-disclosure agreement, and even now, they can't mention it at will.

In that battle, the people on the Sirius were almost wiped out, and it was only after the arrival of the support team that they survived. The leader was a woman.

What he remembered clearly was not the person's appearance, but the picture of the woman tearing apart the rebel robot.

Ah, torn.

To this day, Mrs. Fang still has a psychological shadow.

Although the officer later said that those who came to the rescue all used the new type of power armor, so they were all powerful, and even later they had a batch of the same type of power armor on the ship, but Mr. Fang's psychological shadow did not diminish at all. As someone who has seen that scene up close, Mrs. Fang always felt that this was not the case.

After regaining his senses, Mrs. Fang coughed lightly. He was in a daze for a long time just now, but don't let the old woman misunderstand. Alas, this old woman is jealous.

Grandpa Fang was about to explain, but when he turned his head, he found that the old lady was looking at the direction where the two were leaving, her eyes straight.

Mrs. Fang: "..."

"What to see! What to see! Let's go! The concert is about to start!" Mrs. Fang pulled the old lady away.

"Hey, old man, that person was a bit like..."

"Like what!"

"I remember… "

"No! You don't remember!"

"After the old man, right?"

"You don't care who she is, it's none of our business!"