Talking face-to-face with the idol?
Wang Xiaoni was bewildered. The happiness ca too suddenly; she couldn't quite process it. Had the goddess of luck really smiled upon her? Her first ti attending a fan eting, the first ti seeing the idol in person, and she could talk to him?
What damn luck!
"Re- really?" Wang Xiaoni stamred, asking in disbelief. Could she really be this lucky?
The pimple-faced girl said, "It's true. But only a handful of fans are attending this private eting. I know about it because I'm a major fan, and I can take you in. It's up to you whether you want to go or not."
Wang Xiaoni hesitated a bit, mainly concerned about what she'd say to her dad if she stayed out too long.
The pimple-faced girl said, "If you don't want to go, I'll give this great opportunity to soone else."
Wang Xiaoni quickly nodded, "I want to go; I really want to go."
eting and chatting with the idol is a dream co true for many fans. Such a golden opportunity landed in her lap—how could she miss it? Especially since it's a major fan taking her, she's very reassured because this fan is highly trusted in the fan community.
Wang Xiaoni never considered that this major fan might be misleading her.
She was enveloped in imnse happiness.
As for possibly getting scolded by her dad, she decided to worry about explaining later!
The pimple-faced girl said, "If you want to go, just wait for at the main entrance after the event ends, and don't tell anyone else. Keep it low-key since anyone would want this chance."
Wang Xiaoni nodded, "I understand."
With that, the pimple-faced girl slipped away.
At this mont, Hua Yiwu started singing on stage. Truth be told, he wasn't singing well. Wang Xiaoni felt she could sing better, and Hua's live performance was a disaster. But that didn't matter—Hua was too handso. She just kept looking at his face and continued cheering with the other fans.
The event ended in a joyful and lively atmosphere, with Yi Dance leaving the scene, surrounded by staff.
The fans on site also had a blast and began to exit one after another.
Wang Xiaoni walked to the main entrance, recalling the pimple-faced girl's instructions, and started waiting there.
Gradually, four other girls ca over, also staying by the entrance. Wang Xiaoni recognized them; she had seen them at the fan event earlier. They were all fans of Yi Dance!
They were all quite pretty; one had an amazing figure. Though Wang Xiaoni was still young and didn't have much concept of body shape, she thought this girl looked really nice.
But it seed like they didn't know each other, standing apart. Wang Xiaoni, being sowhat shy, was too embarrassed to go up and acknowledge them.
After waiting for a long ti, when the venue was almost empty of fans, a van suddenly pulled up at the entrance. As the door opened, the pimple-faced girl poked her head out, gesturing for them to co over.
Wang Xiaoni and the other four girls walked towards the van.
By this point, they all understood—evidently they had all arranged with the pimple-faced girl to attend the idol's private gathering!
Once they were all in the van, the pimple-faced girl closed the door, and the van departed from the mall, heading who knows where.
Inside the vehicle, Wang Xiaoni and the four other girls exchanged glances, but no one spoke, feeling both excited and a bit nervous.
The pimple-faced girl said, "Alright, everyone's on board now. Next, we're going to attend the idol's private gathering. You're all very lucky to have this chance. But before we go, there are a few things to clarify. First, don't tell anyone about this gathering. If other fans find out, they might get jealous, which wouldn't be good for the idol. This is very important. If you don't agree, you can get off now."
Wang Xiaoni and the others nodded repeatedly, all agreeing. They thought this major fan was right—the idol's reputation couldn't be affected.
The pimple-faced girl continued, "Also, at the private gathering, so of Yi Dance's friends might be there. You'll be playing small gas to liven the atmosphere, so it's best to cooperate with them. After all, they're the idol's friends, and you can't let him lose face."
"Mm..."
Wang Xiaoni and the others instinctively agreed.
When it ca to the idol, they couldn't refuse anything. Nothing mattered more than the idol's reputation.
The pimple-faced girl said, "That's about it. Do any of you have questions?"
One girl asked, "Will there be drinking? I can't drink alcohol."
The pimple-faced girl said, "It's a private gathering, so eating and drinking are basic, but nothing's mandatory. If you can't drink, just have a soft drink or water—whatever you like."
The girl patted her chest and laughed, "Good to know."
Wang Xiaoni couldn't help but ask, "Sister Xiang, will we really get to talk to Yi Dance later?"
The pimple-faced girl replied, "Of course. Yi Dance will chat with you guys. That's the advantage of a private gathering. You can even go up to him yourself for a chat. Don't worry, everyone's a fan and should know what Yi Dance is like—he's very kind and gentle."
Wang Xiaoni and the others nodded in agreent. They were all eager and excited for this private gathering, really hoping to see Yi Dance soon.
Wang Xiaoni tried hard to contain her inner excitent. It was wonderful—soon she would see the idol.
Half an hour later, they arrived at a high-end club. Led by the pimple-faced girl, they entered one of the private rooms.
At the entrance, the pimple-faced girl skillfully picked up a box from the side and said, "Please hand over your phones now. It's for the idol. If any photos got leaked, it wouldn't be good. It's not that I don't trust you, but it's better to be cautious."
For the idol!
Once again, that reason!
Wang Xiaoni and the others had no reason to refuse. After all, they were about to see the idol; they couldn't turn back at the door. So, they obediently took out their phones and handed them to the pimple-faced girl.
After collecting their phones, the pimple-faced girl showed a satisfied smile and said, "Alright, feel free to go inside. Yi Dance will be here soon."
The girls entered the luxury room, its decor dazzlingly opulent—really a high-end venue. For most of them, it was their first ti in such a fancy place.
The room was already stocked with drinks and snacks—beverages, cakes, bread, you na it—making their mouths water.
The girls exchanged glances and couldn't help but show excited expressions. This was amazing, too joyous—they felt like the happiest people on earth at that mont.
After a while, bursts of laughter echoed as Hua Yiwu ca in with a group of n.
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