Neglecting one’s friends to chase after the idol (2)
At the end of the ceremony, Sheng Qiao left without meeting the people Gao Meiling had sent to get her. She did not even want to go to see the reporters; before the termination was officialised, it was useless to say too much.
Fu Ziqing had won his award and he had to accept an interview. He had helped Sheng Qiao to contact a car beforehand to safely send her home.
When Sheng Qiao got home, she did not stay idle. The pictures taken by Sister Zhan had been sent over and there were more than a hundred. Sheng Qiao opened photoshop and started editing her own pictures.
She had already created a brand new Weibo account and she officially renamed it {Sheng Qiao’s Xingkong1 Station}. Once opened, she uploaded the edited red carpet pictures and organized a lottery draw; ten winners would win 500 yuan.
Who did not like money? Soon, her post was forwarded tens of thousand times and it did not only promote her pictures but the new page as well. Perfect.
After a while, the manager of the voting group Xiao Mai sent her a message: President, those are the photos of Qiao Qiao I asked a friend to take tonight. You can share one with your goodnight blog.
Sheng Qiao was moved by their level of dedication and immediately logged into the official fan page.
—— You are the sky and the water, the day and the night, the sunshine and the stars, the dawn and the dusk. You were beautiful tonight. Good night, fans of Qiaoqiao. ——
She couldn’t help but still feel a bit embarrassed about boasting about herself so much.
After sleeping in the next morning, Sheng Qiao calmly refused Zhong Shen’s invitation to have hot pot at home in the afternoon.
“I have a concert tonight, I don’t have time.”
“Why? You’re not a singer.”
“Just because I am not a singer, I cannot enjoy music? You and Fu Ziqing eat, I will see you next time.”
Without waiting for Zhong Shen to argue, she hung up the phone.
In the evening, as the night fell, Sheng Qiao put on a mask and went to take a taxi. In the car, Zhong Shen kept calling her and after she could not stand it anymore, Sheng Qiao answered.
A screaming voice came from the other end: “Sheng Qiao you big dummy! You’re neglecting us to go to Huo Xi’s concert! You are evil!”
Sheng Qiao hung on him again and turned her phone off. On the other side, Zhong Shen was so angry his own device almost fell in the hot pot.
The taxi arrived outside the stadium fast. Sheng Qiao had decided to arrive late, only five minutes before the opening, to avoid the crowd; at this time, almost all the fans already were inside. Sheng Qiao lowered the brim of her hat and entered the stadium in the dark.
This was Huo Xi’s ninth concert since his debut and the ninth concert she had gone to. She had never failed to attend one. She had gone as Qiao Qiao and every time, she had stood outside all afternoon and distributed support merchandise prepared by fans. Whether it had been sunny, windy, raining or snowing, when she had thought about seeing her idol in a few hours, her smile had been sweeter than ever.
But now that her identity had changed, she only dared to sneak in near the opening. If Huo Xi’s fans found out she attended, Sheng Qiao believed she would be trampled to her death.
Generally speaking, the first few rows of the infield were taken by the station sisters. After all, not all fans could come to the concert, and those fans that had to stay at home were eagerly waiting to be fed with pictures and videos by the station sisters.
Sheng Qiao looked around; everyone was playing with their cameras and no one paid attention to her. She was relieved but also a bit bitter; she was so poor now and could not afford the high priced equipment she had as Qiao Qiao. She could only buy an ordinary digital camera temporarily.
Fortunately, her location was good: she was in the middle of the first row, the view was simply perfect!
She was still familiar with this atmosphere. She blended in as she sat down and when Huo Xi came out and the concert officially began, she started to scream and dance.
The concert lasted for two and a half hours. At the end of the encore, Sheng Qiao came back to her senses that had gone to heaven and as she packed up and bowed before leaving the scene, a fan grabbed her arm.
Sheng Qiao was shocked and thought her identity had been exposed but the fan only said: “There is one last song.”
Sheng Qiao breathed a sigh of relief and smiled sadly: “I have an emergency, I really can’t stay any longer.”
The fan let go of her: “Oh, off you go then.”
Sheng Qiao ran away and got into a taxi before everybody came out.
She started to go through all of the photos in the car and deleted the blurry ones. Once home, she connected her camera to her computer, organized the photos by set of costumes and opened Photoshop to edit.
Those were the usual steps she took after each concert and each chasing activity as Qiao Qiao. Take pictures, retouch pictures, upload pictures on Zhenggong Station and wait for fans to lick the screen. She was done with editing and opened Weibo to upload the photos when she finally realized that something was wrong…
She was no longer Huo Xi’s biggest fan. There was no Qiao Qiao, there was no Zhenggong station. Thousands of beautiful pictures she had shared with the other fans were gone, what a shame!
After feeling lost and confused for a while, Sheng Qiao’s eyes lit up and she opened another Weibo account under the name {Fu Suo Yi}. She first followed Huo Xi and his series of official accounts then his biggest fan club and shared a photo. Very soon, the post was shared by thousands of awaiting fans.
[What kind of magical retouching is that?]
[The location is great too to take good pictures of our brother!]
[The technique of photography and editing are both first class.]
Some fans quickly noticed that the {Fu Suo Yi} account had just been created and had only started following Huo Xi twenty minutes prior. They could not help but remind fans: Haters have been rampant lately, do not give an unidentified account too much popularity.
Sheng Qiao did not care. She posted a set of photos of the four costumes Huo Xi had worn during the concert, took a shower and went to bed.
As she was just lying down, her phone vibrated and the caller ID showed “My Baby”. Sheng Qiao sat up at once, coughed twice and answered: “Hey Huo Xi.”
“What’s wrong with your voice?”
“… I shouted.”
??? Was he the one that had just held a concert or was she?
1. I translated it at first but decided against it in the end.
TL note: I really want to switch ‘station’ to ‘website’ but it doesn’t seem to be appropriate?
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