Yan Yuanjing asked, "What's this?"
He unfurled the banner, around a meter long, emblazoned with a photo of LY's Pineapple number fifteen and a group photo of LY.
Yan Yuanjing scowled.
Wen Jing giggled and replied to Yan Yuanjing, "A flag and photos of Pineapple."
"Are you here for the concert?"
Yan Yuanjing shoved the banner back into Wen Jing's hands.
He sure wasn't going to carry it.
So childish.
Wen Jing said with a smile, "To support him, be part of his cheer squad."
Just queuing up for the security check took over half an hour.
They entered through the main entrance of the gymnasium.
Upon entering, they saw a crowd gathered to the right of the doorway, as if some event was going on.
Drawn in by curiosity, Wen Jing stopped in her tracks and glanced over, "Why are there so many people?"
A few passersby ran past them, "Hurry, Weiwei's interview is about to end."
Hearing that Weiwei was being interviewed, Wen Jing got excited, "Oh my god, Weiwei, my god."
