Peninsula: These female celebrities are all so neurotic.

The next day, at 17:00 PM.

Seoul Olympic Gymnastics Arena.

The square outside the concert venue was packed with people.

The crowd consisted entirely of fans dressed in pink and black, some holding up light sticks, others with BLINK stickers on their faces.

The high school girls skipped and jumped hand in hand, while the male fans stood calmly, but the fervor in their eyes was impossible to hide.

Jin Qiutian stood at the edge of the crowd, radiating an aura of suicidal rage.

"Oppa, I want to crawl into a hole right now! Immediately!"

She was wearing a black hoodie that was exactly the same as Liu Zimu's.

It wasn't something she wanted to wear; Liu Zimu and the other man threw it at her before they left, ordering her to put it on.

After putting it on, she felt like dying.

The GG logo on the back of the hoodie is quite large, with the four big characters "拾光咖啡" (Shiguang Coffee) printed on it, and a line of smaller print below it saying the address of a certain street in Sinsa-dong.

What about the front? The characters on the front are bigger!

A ribbon was tied to her head with the words: "[The president's distant enemy.]"

"Oppa, are you sure these are clothes for a person?"

"I'm sure." Liu Zimu stood next to her, wearing the same clothes on himself, and he didn't feel embarrassed at all.

Not only was he not ashamed, but he also stood tall, as if he were wearing a tuxedo to a state banquet.

Jin Qiutian turned to look at the support sign he was holding and almost fainted, quickly covering her face.

The words "Shiguang Coffee" on that sign were enormous, almost taking up the entire screen.

Below these four characters, in tiny print that's almost invisible unless you look closely, it says: 【BLACKPINK, fighting!】

Yes, the message of support was written, but the font was so small that it might require a magnifying glass.

How did she manage to approve this design even to her own satisfaction?

No! It wasn't approved at all; it was Liu Zimu's decision unilaterally.

"Oppa, can I change my clothes? I'd really thank you!"

"You're welcome." Liu Zimu smiled kindly.

Many fans passing by were watching them.

It's not because they're good-looking, it's because they're so funny.

Two high school girls were passing by. One of them pointed at the words behind Jin Qiutian and read aloud, "Shiguang Coffee? Ugh, could this be a hater?"

The other person was already doubled over with laughter, squatting on the ground and slapping their thighs.

Jin Qiutian's ears were so red they looked like they were about to bleed.

She pulled up the hood of her sweatshirt, then yanked the drawstring so hard it reached her nose, leaving only her eyes exposed.

Liu Zimu turned his head to look at her: "Are you going to be a thief?"

"Oppa! I'm more shameful than a thief. People are shameful when they get caught stealing. I didn't steal anything, and I'm just standing in front of ten thousand people as a walking coffee shop sign for no reason."

"It doesn't matter what you wear, hurry up and hold up the support signs!" Liu Zimu's expression was very gentle.

"Can I hold this support sign upside down? Just pretend I'm here for a check-up and let me off this time?" Jin Qiutian subconsciously raised the sign, then put it down in disgust!

"No way." Liu Zimu patted her head. "Our future president of the coffee shop, Kim, has finally come to the concert. We have to give up now."

I feel like crying in the golden autumn.

She's here to support BLACKPINK, holding such a huge sign. If the cameras catch her, will she still be able to survive in the trainee circle after this?

A fan, upon seeing Liu Zimu's clothes, actually took out his phone and snapped a picture.

Liu Zimu immediately made a peace sign.

The person finished taking the photos and left, leaving behind the comment: "Coming to a concert and thinking about dying? This owner is really something else."

Jin Qiutian's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets: "Oppa, you're still cooperating? Don't you feel ashamed?"

"I don't think so, Xiao Qiutian. You have to be thick-skinned to do business. Look at me, how carefree I am."

"You're not just thick-skinned, you've got a city wall that's collapsed and your face is covered in ash!"

Quite a few people around noticed them.

A boy wearing glasses walked by and gave Liu Zimu a thumbs up: "Brother, you have a great business sense."

"You flatter me," Liu Zimu said, clasping his hands in a fist salute, then pulling Jin Qiutian's hat over his shoulder. "This is President Jin's idea, isn't it brilliant?"

Jin Qiutian covered her face, wanting to escape, but she didn't know which direction to take to escape Earth.

Her only hope now is not to be seen by any acquaintances.

And make sure no one at the company sees you.

She dared not imagine the consequences.

This morning, I was showing off like crazy in the practice room.

If tomorrow, one of her envious juniors in the practice room asks her, "Autumn-senpai, did you go to the BLACKPINK concert yesterday? Your outfit was so cool!"

How should she answer? She'd probably just teleport to Africa on the spot and never come back.

After passing through security, the two went inside to find their seats.

The front row of the inner field had an ridiculously good location, just the second row on the right.

After sitting down in the autumn, Jin Qiu looked at the distance of less than five meters from the stage and her heart began to pound.

But soon she felt that she was not clean.

Because of her attire, sitting in this premium viewing area, she looked like a maid who had infiltrated high society.

The venue was almost full with 10,000 seats.

The concert started promptly at 18:00.

The moment the lights dimmed and then came back on, the entire audience screamed.

The words BLACKPINK lit up on the stage screen.

The light sticks lit up completely, turning the area into a pink ocean.

The golden autumn atmosphere instantly infected me, and the slight sense of sassiness from wearing a hoodie was swept away by excitement.

She took out a light stick from her bag and started waving it.

Liu Zimu was also quite excited. After sixty years of being a corporate slave in both his past and present lives, this was the first time he had ever attended a live concert.

He turned to look at her: "Don't you feel ashamed?"

"The concert has started, who the hell has time to watch us?" Jin Qiutian rolled her eyes at him.

The opening song is "DDU-DU DDU-DU".

As soon as the energetic intro started, the four of them appeared from a rising platform in the center of the stage.

Jisoo, Jennie, Rosé, and Lisa stood side by side, dressed in all-pink outfits studded with rhinestones, their makeup so exquisite it looked like it was coated with glaze, each exuding an aura of over 2.8 meters.

The whole place erupted.

Jin Qiutian screamed, "JISOO unnie! JENNIE unnie! ROSÉ unnie! LISA unnie!"

She shouted until her throat was hoarse, her voice sounding like a duck being stepped on by a cat quacking. Liu Zimu subconsciously moved half of her buttock to the side.

Park Chaeyoung stood on the right side of the stage, her blonde hair flowing freely, her skin glowing white.

She was wearing a jumpsuit that just covered her shorts, and her legs looked a bit too much.

Liu Zimu looked at her.

Compared to the Park Chae-young who drank and smoked that night, squatted at his door crying like a stray dog, wiped her snot and tears all over his shoulder, and squatted on the carpet eating ramen, the one on stage is simply a different person.

That night she was an unwanted young woman, but today she is an idol standing in the center of thousands.

As the lights flashed, Park Chae-young quickly glanced at the audience during a break in her movement.

What is she looking for?

The front of the inner field – right section, second row.

Before she left that night, she took a picture of the seating chart and saved it on her phone.

Afraid of forgetting, I recited the row and seat number repeatedly.

Not to mention during rehearsals, we checked it several times.

Of course, she couldn't tell the other three members why her memory had suddenly become so good.

She said this was a place with excellent feng shui, where you could hear and see clearly, and had the widest view.

Lisa believed it because Lisa is the easiest to fool.

Jisoo glanced at her but didn't say anything, and Jennie raised an eyebrow but didn't ask either.

After all, this is normal; everyone has relatives and friends.

BLACKPINK has started performing.

During the opening two songs, Park Chae-young made a small mistake.

It was just a syllable; an untrained person wouldn't notice. JENNIE, however, glanced at her sideways.

How did you sing it wrong?

Because she happened to walk to the right side of the stage.

The inner area was packed with people, pink light sticks were waving, and some people were waving support signs.

Then she saw a sign.

【Shiguang Coffee】—four huge characters.

Her gaze moved down, and the small print below appeared: 【BLACKPINK】, like a tiny ant crawling on a whale.

Park Chaeyoung paused for a moment, then looked down an inch.

The person holding the sign was wearing a black hoodie and sat there bored, his expression as calm as if he were watching the Spring Festival Gala live.

Liu Zimu.

She smiled, a truly radiant smile.