My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

Time passed in a blink of an eye, and all the fans with tickets had already entered the venue and were waiting.

The weather is getting darker and the air outside is getting more restless.

For several hours, Ethan was almost inseparable.

Although most matters are handled by other people, there are still many things left for Taylor.

Just a round of greetings from the staff, dancers, band, warm-up guests, celebrities from all walks of life, and friends in the industry, and it was gone in more than an hour.

At Ethan's suggestion, he also called people from the intelligence team and his friends.

Danny hasn't been found yet, and there are a lot of people backstage. It's not a bad thing to have more of your own people in key areas.

It's much better to let those people in than to maintain order outside.

Moreover, the presence of people in uniform can also increase the sense of security for the backstage staff. Everyone knows that the attack is directed at Taylor, and it is very important to stabilize their minds.

"Dong dong dong!"

There was a knock on the door and the staff's voice came: "Mr. Morgan, your friend is here."

"Thanks."

Ethan looked at Taylor who was putting on makeup and stood up from the sofa.

Opening the door, the intelligence team, Atwater, and Burgess all appeared outside. Except for the two old men Hank and Olinsky, everyone else looked excited.

"Monkey Richet!"

Atwater was about to say hello, but he covered his mouth in surprise and burst out laughing.

Not only him, but also everyone else looked like they couldn't help but laugh.

Erin hammered his chest and whispered, "What are you doing?"

"Have you seen these shots?"

With a dark face, Ethan pointed to the people outside who were taking photos of the concert: "Do you think I want this?"

Not in the emotional sense of being blackfaced, but in the real sense.

Or maybe it would be more appropriate to have a gray face. At his strong request, the makeup artist painted his exposed skin color a layer of gray. If the people in the intelligence team weren't very familiar with him, they really wouldn't be able to recognize him.

Originally, he wanted to blacken him so that others would not be able to recognize him at all.

After a subtle reminder from the makeup artist, Ethan realized that this would offend the black brothers, so he could only change it to gray.

When putting on makeup, Taylor laughed loudly. At her suggestion, she added dots of moles on Ethan's face, which turned out to be a look that made everyone laugh.

There was nothing he could do about it. There were a lot of shots in the background and people with cameras everywhere, which made him feel very uncomfortable.

"Ethan."

Taylor noticed the movement behind him, stopped the makeup artist's movements, stood up and walked over: "Is this your colleague?"

"Hi!"

She said hello to Hank, Erin and Olinsky again: "We have met before."

Taylor's opening look is almost complete. On top of her royal blue skirt is a silver jacket covered with sequins, and she wears a sports black vest underneath, which looks cool and dashing.

Superstar temperament, fully displayed.

"Good evening."

When Burgess saw the singer she liked, she just said hello unconsciously, her lips trembling, her hands in her trouser pockets were tightly clenched, but she didn't dare to take them out.

Others also said hello one after another, their behavior a bit restrained.

After all, the other party is someone who can directly talk to the Director-General, and he is also a well-known figure in the world.

There is only one exception, and that is Erin.

She glanced at Ethan first, as if you were a sensible kid, and then she was ready to take out the hand in her pocket at any time.

"cough!"

In order to prevent her from being dealt with by Hank afterwards, Ethan coughed and interrupted her action.

"Ms. Swift." He twitched the corner of his mouth and stretched out his hand randomly: "Look, they are all your fans, if it's convenient."

After hearing his words, Erin, Burgess and Rusek's eyes lit up.

They looked at Taylor, unable to contain their excitement.

"Sorry, I'm very busy now."

Taylor pouted, shrugged and spread his hands.

As soon as she finished speaking, she immediately felt an evil look from behind her.

"Hahaha!"

Taylor quickly smiled and opened his arms, hugging Erin and Burgess, whose expressions changed slightly just now: "Please, this is just a joke."

"Come on, let's take a photo."

Even if there wasn't the guy behind, she wouldn't refuse this request.

Not to mention that the person behind is watching eagerly, let alone taking a group photo. Going in to sit and chat for a while is a small problem.

There was a rush at the door, and Taylor took photos with them one by one.

Even Hank, who looked like a bitter gourd, was pushed over by Irene with a snicker.

He sighed helplessly and put on a stiff smile.

While taking photos, Taylor winked at Ethan from time to time. The meaning was very clear. Look at how popular the sisters are.

The episode ended quickly, and Ethan stood at the door, discussing with the people from the intelligence team.

They also gathered their minds and focused on their work.

Although there were already many security personnel on site, after Ethan and Hank's discussion, they were still arranged at several key points.

If anything happens, you can communicate with the headset and respond quickly.

The group of people dispersed and all headed to the designated place.

Time passed by, and the warm-up performance outside was coming to an end soon.

Taylor was also ready and stood in a circle with a dozen dancers, bumping shoulders and saying words of cheer and encouragement.

"Come on~"

Everyone roared and raised their arms high.

The hard work of dozens or hundreds of people cannot be ruined by a bastard like this. Everyone is full of fighting spirit and wants to give the most exciting performance to the outside world.

Before setting off, Taylor looked back.

"you can."

Ethan gestured silently and gave a thumbs up.

The backup dancers set off first, with momentum like a rainbow.

Taylor nodded heavily, put a pair of white-rimmed sunglasses on her face, and walked towards the secret passage of the stage next to her, swinging her long legs like a queen.

Ethan walked to the side of the stage, where he could see both the outside and the situation below the stage.

When he arrived at his location, he looked at everything in front of him in shock.

The warm-up guests had already left, the lights outside were turned off, and the 75,000 spectators occupied everything they could see.

These people all held field-controlled light sticks in their hands.

Under the control of the background, the fluorescent sticks flashed and emitted a silver light.

Most of Soldier Field turned into a sea of ​​stars.

In the sky above the stadium, the helicopter was hovering, filming this shocking scene, and as the camera moved, it also captured the crowd outside the stadium.

"too crazy."

People on the plane shouted loudly: "Unofficial statistics, nearly 200,000 people gathered here. This is definitely a great party."

When the audience noticed the lights dimming, they immediately waved their glow sticks wildly.

The cheers prompted people outside the venue to make even louder noises.

At this time, Ethan could only cover his ears tightly with both hands, unable to hear any other sound except screaming.

Immediately afterwards, rapid music sounded.

With the anticipation of countless people, the secret door in the middle of the stage opened, and a dozen dancers walked out quickly.

At the moment when everyone was watching, the lights dimmed and brightened, and Taylor's figure suddenly appeared on the stage, bursting onto the stage, and she shouted into the microphone:

"Welcome to Chicago!"

The sound resounded throughout Soldier Field and soared into the sky along with the cheers of the fans. (End of chapter)