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Fashion is a very interesting thing.

I don't know when the flared pants of ninety years have been slightly improved and become the current fashion.

It's actually not been many years since the cinema went from being lonely to becoming a good place to spend time again.

As long as it becomes a trend, people will flock to it, not going, or not buying, as if they feel outdated.

The Jianxing music scene is undoubtedly the most trendy thing in Jiangcheng now. If you don't watch a live band concert, you don't seem to be a young man in Jiangcheng.

So the square near five o'clock was full of people, and it seemed like a walking street at a glance.

The crowds are crowded, and the crowds are not enough to describe the scene.

Every time he saw this picture, Zhang Xiaojian felt a sense of accomplishment spontaneously.

A small part of this sense of accomplishment stems from the future that may change the fortunes of many bands, letting them have money to eat and make music, and most of it comes from him providing a new way of entertainment for young people in the second-tier city of Jiangcheng. , Nothing more.

As for how much money was spent on this matter, Zhang Xiaojian doesn't care, but he does care that his family treats himself as a fool.

The music scene has only been in operation for less than a week, and a large number of tickets have flowed into the scalpers, which makes him very unhappy.

The inner ghost is bound to exist.

Catch must be severely punished.

It's just that if the ticket sold to Guan Zheng is just an ordinary scalper, it is really not easy to check the scalper's home.

Zhang Xiaojian thought about it, and felt that it was really difficult for him to follow up, so he had to make a phone call to Hong Xinshu to explain.

The boy Hong Xinshu has become more and more happy in the music scene recently. I don’t know if it’s because there are more and more friends who don’t take him seriously...

After listening to Zhang Xiaojian's explanation, Hong Xinshu pondered, and instead of looking for a big country, he found Xiaofang.

Xiaofang, who had changed his casual clothes, was excited to see Zhang Xiaojian, the big boss of Jianxing Entertainment, and the future proprietress Ye Mozhu in the parking lot.

When she was young, she was a little excited, so that the plateau red on her face became more and more obvious.

Zhang Xiaojian coughed lightly: "This thing has to be done like this..."

After speaking, Xiaofang nodded repeatedly.

Zhang Xiaojian waved her hand, and then she began to back up, standing still after a full thirty to forty meters. After Zhang Xiaojian and Ye Mozhu started to take a step, she quickly followed.

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Tickets for the music scene are officially priced at 10 yuan.

But the price has soared all the way to nearly 1,000 yuan in these two days. The reason why the increase is so big is because of those two words-trend.

And because the price difference is so huge, the staff who can get tickets internally will inevitably get money.

Therefore, apart from Shi Jin's going to be stationed in the band, Zhang Xiaojian and Bai Yang's main job is to find ways to contain this.

Through various measures and strict orders, the Jianxing Entertainment Company understands that once caught selling tickets privately, it is no small matter, but because of interest-driven people who still want to make money will naturally be more cautious.

It was already fifteen minutes after seeing Guan Zheng and Fan Xiaoou who had finally found the parking space and got off the car.

Of course, Guan Zheng said immediately: "You guys are waiting for me here, I'll see if I can buy two tickets."

With that, he walked away alone.

Zhang Xiaojian looked at Guan Zheng's back and saw Xiaofang not far away, and then smiled as a sign of encouragement.

After laughing, he frowned, and wondered inexplicably whether he was encouraging the girl to go to the end?Is this something evil?

Whether it is evil or not, Xiaofang has fallen behind Guan Zheng and took out her mobile phone.

Guan Zheng, who had passed through with his acquaintances a long time ago, walked a long way, and then came oncoming a middle-aged man wearing a POLO shirt similar to his own. On his left chest was hanging a position card of the Jianxing Music scene.

The two passed by, and a ticket has fallen into Guan Zheng's hands.

Xiaofang, who pretended to be a selfie in the crowd, was afraid that he could not get the evidence, so he pressed the camera button and took dozens of shots.

Then there was no communication, Guan Zheng, who was like a spy, and the internal staff of Jianxing didn't communicate with each other during the whole process, or even said a word, and immediately parted ways.

Xiaofang didn't follow any more, just frowned as she looked at the photo on her phone.

The 800-yuan mobile phone just doesn't work. Many of the photos in the front are out of focus during continuous shooting. Fortunately, there are a few in the back that are not bad, and the face of the private ticket seller is clearly photographed.

But how could it be him?

Xiaofang hesitated for a while, whether or not to go to the big boss.

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When Guan Zheng came back, with a little bit of apology on his face, he said, "No way, only this one is left."

Although he had expected that a little bit earlier, Fan Xiaoou still looked disappointed after hearing this sentence, and Ye Mozhu smiled and said, "It's okay, or you should go in and see."

Fan Xiaoou said immediately: "Forget it, I'm not going anymore."

Guan Zheng caught the pain points of Fan Xiaoou's desire to see the scene: "How many can you get in? It's not easy to get this ticket after all, and I heard that the band inside is very impatient and very beautiful."

Zhang Xiaojian said indifferently: "Mo Zhu, go in with them, and send me a seat message later."

When Ye Mozhu heard it, he understood that Zhang Xiaojian meant that he would go to her after he had dealt with the matter, and nodded.

"That's not good..."

Before Fan Xiaoou finished speaking, Zhang Xiaojian interrupted: "I happen to have something wrong, you guys have fun."

Speaking, Zhang Xiaojian waved his hand and walked into the crowd while looking at his phone.

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At 5:20, the music scene began to enter.

The various passages are overcrowded, and the queues are like dragons.

The ticket check is extremely slow, not because the staff is unskilled, but because there are too many people.

Fan Xiaoou and Ye Mozhu stood in the crowd and took a sip of the drink that Guan Zheng had just bought. They didn't feel cool, but felt hotter.

Hong Xinshu took the big country to inspect many circles and finally found Ye Mozhu.

So he walked over, did not call his sister-in-law, and pushed the big country. The big country came to Ye Mozhu stupidly and said: "Hello, can you see the ticket?"

Ye Mozhu looked at Hong Xinshu for a moment, wondering if this kid was making trouble.

When Guan Zheng heard this, he didn't notice Ye Mozhu's expression, and immediately took out the ticket and handed it to the big country.

The big country looked at the ticket, and immediately said with a serious look: "Will you come with me?"

So Guan Zheng was stunned. Could it be that the ticket sold to him by his uncle was fake, no...

Ye Mozhu was stunned for a moment and understood what was going on. He thought that Hong Xinshu, you boy, didn't learn anything else, and the skill of flattering has really increased recently, so he said, "Let's go."

Seeing that Ye Mozhu had left the long queue attracted a lot of attention, Fan Xiaoou immediately followed, Guan Zheng had no choice but to follow Fan Xiaoou.

It was only unexpected that the big country in security clothing and the young man who looked young did not take them into any office, but walked into the empty VIP channel and went directly to the scene...

The stage was crowded and messy because there were too many people coming in from the ticket gates. Fan Xiaoou and Guan Zheng found that the security guard and the young man had disappeared in a blink of an eye. They couldn't help but feel even more confused and wonder what it was meaning.

Ye Mozhu was calm and calm: "They will come to us if something happens. Let's find a seat first."

Fan Xiaoou said in confusion: "Mo Zhu, how do I feel that things are not right..."