Mysterious Assistant of the Washed-Up Queen-Chapter 516 - 333: Training the Newbie? The Big Fish Makes an Entrance!
Chapter 333: Newbie Mentor? Big Fish Enters the Stage!
Those who hadn’t gotten in were rowdy, while those who had were overjoyed.
The closer it got to the start of the event, the livelier the internet became.
"AAAAAH! I can’t get a ticket! I really want to be there in person!"
"Me too, it’s so hard to buy them. How are people so fast?"
"Huh, of course the tickets are hard to buy. It’s already good if these celebrities release just ten percent of the tickets for public sale. The other ninety percent go to scalpers. If you want one, you have to pay a premium."
"Seriously, celebrities are getting greedier. A single ticket costs several thousand—they really don’t treat money like it’s money!"
"Stop with the sarcastic remarks. Have any of you even bought one? Judging by your tone, you’ve probably never even been to a concert, right? You’re not even their target audience, so what are you complaining about? Trying to show off?"
"The original poster is probably wrong this time. Xu Qingqiu’s concert genuinely didn’t have scalper tickets. Anyone in the know is aware that there were hardly any tickets on the scalper market this time."
"I work in ticket sales, and it’s true that there are no scalper tickets for this concert. That’s not to say there are *none* at all, but aside from a few isolated tickets being resold individually, there really aren’t any large batches."
"Hahaha, look at this clown! Our President Xu isn’t like those other celebrities. The fan club was notified early on that to prevent scalping, no tickets were released to those channels at all. I bet these are just hired trolls spewing sour grapes, right?"
"That doesn’t make sense. If there are no scalper tickets, then why can’t I buy any? They vanish the moment they’re released. I refuse to believe there’s no funny business. The Olympic Sports Center should have at least ten thousand seats, right? All snapped up in minutes? Who are you trying to fool?!"
"Um... buddy, did you not see the announcement from President Xu’s studio? Or the notification on the ticketing app? This time, tickets were released in batches—fifteen hundred per batch, over ten releases..."
"What? Damn, no wonder I didn’t get one! I was so focused on trying to grab tickets while at work that I didn’t read the details carefully!"
"Oh my god, me too! I just glanced at the announcement, was swamped with work, set an alarm to snag tickets, and still missed out. They actually released them over ten separate days?!"
"MWAHAHAHA, I got one! But it’s for the next show. BOOHOO, I shed tears of envy watching those at the venue, but then I couldn’t help but smile smugly at the rest of you~"
"Ugh, such a show-off! Wait, the next show’s tickets are on sale? Gotta go, bye!"
...
With numerous shares from the audience at the venue and enthusiastic online discussions, it was no surprise that Xu Qingqiu’s concert quickly climbed the trending search lists.
It didn’t just soar on the trending search charts; it even made it onto the hot topic list of the newly updated short video apps.
Every video tagged with the concert had a notification banner.
Thanks to big data algorithms, content related to the concert was quickly pushed into a larger traffic pool.
"What? Xu Qingqiu is holding another concert? When did this happen? What on earth did I miss, AAAAAH!"
"Dude, were you on a business trip in some remote mountains or something? They started promoting it two months ago, and tickets have been on sale for almost a month! You’re only finding out now?"
"Sigh, not the mountains, but close enough—I was in Togo..."
"What’s that? Where is it? Which province is it in? Never heard of it. Is it really undeveloped?"
"Pfft—HAHAHAHA, ’which province’ is too classic! Bro, you’re hilarious!"
"What does that mean? Why don’t I get it? Can someone honest please explain?"
"The honest person is here. Togo is a country in Africa, not one of our provinces. If you’re asking if it’s undeveloped, then yes, it certainly is. As for the signal, don’t even get me started—even if they had one, you wouldn’t be able to access domestic content!"
"It’s not *that* exaggerated. Our engineering teams and companies are over there. There’s a signal, and you can get online since we built the infrastructure ourselves. You can even watch domestic content. But in those poor, remote areas, there’s so much going on every day, it’s dizzyingly busy, and there’s simply no time to keep up with domestic news."
"Wow, I always say netizens are full of talent. I’ve learned something new again today. If you hadn’t said anything, I wouldn’t have even known such a country existed."
"Hehe, check my IP address~"
"What do you mean? Benin? So what? Did your VPN fail or something?"
"HAHAHAHA, that’s hilarious! Bro, if you know about VPNs, can’t you think a little harder?"
"To the poster two comments above: Benin isn’t domestic either. It’s right next to Togo; they’re neighbors..."
"...Seriously? What kind of weird-ass names are those? Who’d guess they were foreign countries?"
Online discussions often go off-topic, but that didn’t stop these conversations from adding more buzz to Xu Qingqiu’s concert.
And amidst all this discussion, the time finally came for the official start of Xu Qingqiu’s ’Echo of Love and Dreams’ Asia Tour concert in Qin City.
BANG! BANG! BANG! With several loud reports, the main lights in the venue switched off one after another.
On the temporarily constructed stage, dreamlike lights gradually illuminated, and a pre-designed light show played for three minutes. 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮
Amidst the HISS of a fog machine, Xu Qingqiu slowly ascended onto the stage on a lift.
The music began in an instant. Dancers rushed out from both sides, and the lights changed in time with the rhythm.
"If pride hadn’t been coldly slapped down by the sea of reality,"
"How would one know how much effort it takes to reach distant shores?"
The moment Xu Qingqiu’s voice rang out, thunderous cheers erupted from the audience.
For the opening song, Xu Qingqiu had specifically chosen ’The Original Dream’.
