Could it be that she knows almost everyone here shares the same interest as her? Or maybe no one cares about her presence at all?
Anyway, the outcome is good.
She looked down at her number.
"66..."
Such an auspicious number.
She arrived at the seat marked 66, sat down, and slightly opened her small mouth.
Seat 66 was quite a forward position. Oh, of course, only 150 fans were invited this time, so all the fans could sit in the front row.
Once she sat down, a staff member approached her, detailing some important notes for the event.
Like no recordings, and not leaking the contents of this fan meeting...
Ding Yu had already prepared thoroughly; she directly took out her phone, turned it off in front of the staff member, and cast a questioning glance toward them, as if asking, "Is there anything else?"
Having done this much, the staff member couldn't say anything further and promptly left.
