The corners of his mouth twitched and looked at the fanatic fans in the audience who occupied a huge venue. Whether in the original world or in the world of the super-time and space fortress, He Forbiddenly had never attended a concert in person. Not to mention having personally experienced the unreasonable actions of fanatic fans. Seeing that some of the fans struggled to lift the posters of their beloved idols high, and some pulled out a large piece of subtitles composed of glow sticks, which read "Lin Mingmei, I love you!". Oh,

Why do you still write the words "Lin Mingmei is married to me!"? The increasingly unusual banner subtitles made He Wuming's forehead thicker. The deafening slogans were constantly stirring up a wave of louder and louder by the shouts of the fans present. Looking at this group of enthusiastic fans, He Wuming became more and more suspicious of whether the arrangements made before could ensure safety. As he thought about it, he Wuming said hello to the security personnel around him and returned to the podium.

"Did the concerts you held before look like this?" He inexplicably saw Grace who was supervising the staff's work arrangement on the podium, said hello and asked.

"It's almost the same. But the atmosphere this time is better." Grace looked at the fans who occupied all the spaces except the stage and said with a smile.

"Better?! What if this situation is chaotic?" He Wu's forehead burst into blue veins and pointed at the fans below and asked.

"Ah. Isn't this question left to you? No matter how it's your girlfriend's concert. You won't let it mess it up." Grace played Tai Chi and threw the question back to He Moming. This made He Moming speechless. He Moming opened his mouth, but turned around and left the podium without saying anything.

"All personnel are attentive. All personnel are attentive. Given that the number of people on site has seriously exceeded the plan, the existing alert level has been raised to the highest alert state. In an emergency, weapons are allowed to be used. Please reply if you receive it!" He inexplicably opened the headset and issued the latest order and received the reply from all personnel, he felt relieved. After looking around, he walked towards the backstage.

The concert is about to begin, and the backstage is busy. Some people run from here to there with their clothes, while others are still putting on makeup. The powder scattered on the dressing table for a while. He Forming was blocked by the busy crowd inside just by opening the door. He could not walk in at a single step, and tried to get into the backstage by jumping in line, but was still blocked at the door. He Forming scratched his head in distress, turned around and continued to check in other places.

"Not know! Here! Here!" He Not knows when he just walked around an intersection, he heard someone calling him behind him. He turned around and found that it was Lin Mingmei.

"Mingmei!? Why are you coming out? Are you preparing for a performance now?" He looked at Lin Mingmei who suddenly appeared in surprise and said in surprise. According to the arrangement, Lin Mingmei should be preparing for the performance in the dressing room now.

"Hehe. Today's makeup artist is more professional and has completed the preparation in advance. I heard that you led the team to take charge of security. There was time, so I came out to find you." The super popular idol girl walked to He Wuming's side excitedly and cheered. She saw that the girl's long blue hair was tied high, and her hair was tied up sparkling under the light, as if she was wearing a layer of colorful light curtain.

"Is that so? Then go over there and sit there?" He looked at the girl inexplicably with a smile and suggested. The girl nodded and walked towards the sofa not far away with her brisk steps.

"Hey, I'm not sure. I heard Grace say that your next task is to be responsible for my safety?" After Lin Mingmei sat down on the sofa, she raised her beautiful eyes and looked at He Wuming and asked.

"Yes. There is no important task yet, and my body is already in turmoil. Before the new body is made, my task is to be responsible for your safety. My big star." He Wuming reached out and stroked Lin Mingming's glittering big ponytail. Lin Mingmei seemed not to resist He Wuming's intimate behavior, but instead leaned her head to He Wuming's shoulder.

"That's when the new body comes down, you don't have to go to the battlefield for the time being." Lin Mingmei raised her head from He's inexplicable arms and asked.

"Well. It should be. Now we have left the planetary orbit. Judging from the current situation, the enemy has not caught up so quickly. So there is no need for me, a pilot who doesn't even have a fuselage, to appear on the field." He looked down at Lin Mingmei for no reason and said with a smile.

"Well. The time is almost over. I want to perform. Look forward to my performance!" For some reason, Lin Mingmei's mood suddenly became happy and her fighting spirit seemed very high. The girl left He Wuming's arms, waved to He Wuming, and ran to the stage with a light rhythm.

He Wuming watched the girl gradually walk away, stood up and continued patrolling and checking the post. The performance was about to begin. If the original plot was correct, perhaps the alien spies had entered McCross 1 and were scattered in every corner of the residential area. The singing, which they misunderstood as a sound wave attack weapon, was the most likely bait to get them hooked. Therefore, He Wuming suggested live concerts in the residential area to attract the spies. When the patrol and checked the last location, the faint sound of music began to sound, mixed with louder shouts.

"Lin Mingmei!"

"Mingmei!"

Fanatic fans did not pity their voices at all. They used all their strength to shout Lin Mingmei's name over and over again. The fluorescent stick and the fluorescent subtitles kept flashing in the darkness before the performance began. He Wuming followed the nearest work passage to the podium. Here He Wuming heard the shouting louder. The floor under his feet was overturned by the sound waves.

"Hmm? Have our ace finally finished patrolling?" Grace, who was still supervising the work of the staff, immediately discovered He Wuming who returned to the podium.

"Well. Everything has been arranged." He nodded inexplicably and said.

"Isn't someone else doing it for me? Just now, Mingmei complained to me that she had too little free time. It seems that you haven't gotten tired of it for much time, right?" Grace swept around He Wuming with an inquiring gaze, looking embarrassed.

"This is work! There is nothing I can do about it. I don't want something wrong with Mingmei!" He Wuming's eyes twitched and replied patiently. Why does this woman always like to joke? Is she dissatisfied with desire? He Wuming thought of Roy in an instant.

"Is that so? Forget it. You all listen! The time is up! The concert begins!" Grace gave up the entanglement after glanced at He Wuming a few times. She instantly switched her state to a strong woman posture and directed the staff to start the concert.

He Wuming looked at the podium that became more busy under Grace's command, and found a corner with a good view to watch the stage quietly. The staff's reports came from the headset from time to time, and He Wuming also replied one by one. In the lights that reflected the colorful light, He Wuming carefully observed all the people in his field of view over and over again. The soothing music rhythm as the prelude suddenly stopped, and the whole audience became silent. Gradually, gradually, the shouts triggered waves of shouts from waves of shouts from the audience.

"Mingmei!"

"Lin Mingmei!"

"Lin Mingmei! Lin Mingmei!"

This time, He Wuming felt the fanaticism of these fans at a close distance. Even in the headset, some security personnel with poor self-control were heard shouting together with the audience. Is this the birth of the Galaxy singer? Or the rise?" He Wuming looked at the fans and fans who were getting more and more enthusiastic around him. He was cautious and chose to issue a strict guardian order.

When all the lights gathered on the stage, a graceful and beautiful figure appeared in front of everyone under the lights. At this time, the singing sounded. At the same time, the shouts that shocked the audience stopped a second before the song. This surprised He inexplicably. The heavenly singing and beautiful music constructed beautiful pictures. The girl singing on the stage seemed to have an indescribable magic that could bring people into the spiritual world she built. This made all listeners sink into that wonderful world.

"Team No. 3. There is a suspected target on the third row on the left side of your area. Execute surveillance immediately."

"Team 5. There is a suspected target on the second row to the right of your area. Execute surveillance immediately."

One command after another was constantly issued under the cover of the sound of nature. Just as I had guessed, the alien spy was really coming. There were still a lot of people. This increased the pressure from He Wuming. After thinking about it again and again, He Wuming inexplicably dialed the contact with Grogbar.

"Is it Second Lieutenant He Wuming? What's the situation?" Grobard knew that He Wuming was going to be a bodyguard for Lin Mingmei today, so he asked calmly.

"As we guessed, they came. There are still quite a few. Although there are already reserve teams arranged now, I carefully consider that I have to apply for support. The number of fans on the scene has far exceeded the plan." He said the matter inexplicably quickly.

"Okay. I'll send someone here right away. Fortunately, there is a reserve team here. It arrives in ten minutes. Hold on." Grobal agreed simply and neatly. After receiving the reply, He Wuming closed the communication. After rescheduling the reserve team again, He Wuming took a team to the backstage under Grace's gaze.

After the first half of the song was sung, Lin Mingmei quickly walked off the stage and ran towards the backstage. Before she could walk far, she found that He inexplicably took people waiting on the road.

"Not Ming!? Why are you here? Aren't you there on the podium?" the girl looked at He Not Ming in confusion and asked.

"Well, the situation is a bit special. I can't rest assured, so I brought someone here." He Nodded and said, "Don't worry. It won't affect your stage. Your task tonight is to sing with all your powers. Just leave the rest to me." Because there was an outsider, He Nodded intimate behavior, so he had to reach out and pat the girl's head and smile.
Chapter completed!