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Zhao Bin was having the worst day of his life. His music contract was cancelled, his "Vote for Voice" account was banned for three years, and he had a potential copywrite lawsuit to deal with.

So what if it was justified?

How dumb do you have to be to believe in "The consequences of your own actions?"

But now, he had to deal with the copywrite lawsuit to ensure it never went to court. With his primary source of disposable income gone, paying for court proceedings would be impossible.

So, he was forced to go online and write an apology...

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Noon that day, on Zhao Bin's personal Weibo account only, a new update was posted as his "Vote for Voice" account was banned.

It was a lengthy apology statement, spanning over 2,000 characters, filled with detailed explanations. However, the recipients of the apology were not Tang Miaoyi and An Qiuying; instead, it was TMY and Jing Qiuhua...

The focus of the apology revolved around the copyright issue of "Closer." Other matters were never mentioned.

This was where the cleverness of Zhao Bin's manager came into play. After all, the controversy regarding the school anniversary celebration was, at most, circulating among the students of Shanghai No.7 High School. The rest of the world couldn't care less about the seventh high school in Shanghai and any drama that goes on within its walls.

Once this apology statement was released, it impacted the online sphere and quickly spread within the student community of Shanghai No.7 High School. Zhao Bin also deleted his initial post on Weibo.

This dispute (for now), could be considered settled...

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Time passed quickly, and a week had gone by since various peculiar incidents began to occur within the school.

More people had shown up, with a medium to large crowd surrounding the front gates during the morning, lunch and around the last bell. Most surprisingly, the school's playground had recently been completely fenced off.

Yes, the playground, which typically hosted numerous extracurricular activities, such as football, rugby, and other such activities, had been sealed off.

This sparked curiosity among many students.

It's understandable to prepare for the event on-site, and it's also understandable for TMY to hold his debut performance at their school. However, why did they have to fence off our school playground?

This especially irritated some students who were already under considerable academic pressure. After all, the already unstable physical education classes were further disrupted, with the playground fenced off.

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Meanwhile, in Guangzhou, the bustling capital city of Guangdong Province, a luxurious room on the top floor of a building in Tianhe Square housed two impeccably dressed men. Frustration etched their brows as they huddled around a computer, their eyes fixed on the screen.

"Luo, seriously, can't you be more reliable? What's wrong with this damn website?" Liu Fang grumbled, furrowing his brow and taking a puff from his e-cigarette. He glanced at the webpage that seemed stuck in an eternal loading loop, expressing his exasperation. "Look at this; it's practically a 404 error. Why are we even rushing for this?"

"That doesn't make sense. I'm sure this is the right website," Luo Zhenghua blinked, carefully scrutinizing the web address he had entered.

Indeed, it was the official ticketing platform designed by Damai for TMY's concert!

"Why is it so slow? It can't be my internet connection. Unless you entered the wrong web address," Liu Fang shook his head and shot Luo Zhenghua a skeptical look. "I bet you mistook it for some random internet café site that gave you a virus. Hurry up, or we'll miss out on all the tickets."

"Just give me a moment..." Luo Zhenghua replied, feeling the pressure.

As the situation unfolded, Luo Zhenghua and Liu Fang were in a desperate race to secure tickets for the highly anticipated debut performance of TMY...

Over the past few days, through the joint efforts of Damai, East Records, and Ligth Cloud, the public ticket sales date was set for precisely 12:00 noon today!

Coincidentally, Luo Zhenghua had business in Huadu, and although Liu Fang was more publicly known as a young executive of Huadu Fangyuan Group, he also held an administrative role in the TMY fan club's primary group. Thus, they found themselves in this situation, eager to snatch tickets together.

However, as the clock struck 12:00, just as Luo Zhenghua and Liu Fang excitedly prepared to access the ticketing website and embark on their ticket-grabbing mission, an unexpected twist occurred - the website crashed, rendering them unable to access it.

"Hang on..."

As they were on the verge of giving up, about to close the webpage in frustration, Luo Zhenghua suddenly exclaimed, "Wait!"

At that moment, the computer screen finally loaded, revealing the distinctive logo of Damai Ticketmaster, accompanied by the joint logos of East Records and Light Cloud Music.

[T/A Solo Concert First Stop: Shanghai Station Ticket Sales]

Ticket quantity: 7,500.

Zone 1: 230 RMB.

Zone 2: 230 RMB.

Zones 3-4: 320 RMB.

Box Seats: 588 RMB.

VIP Zone: 880 RMB.

VIP Zone: 1588 RMB.

Remaining ticket availability:

Zones 1-2: Sold out;

Zones 3-4: Sold out;

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And all the way up to the VIP Zone, the same three words appeared: Sold out!

[A message from Damai: Thank you for your support! Please come again!]

"This..." Luo Zhenghua was momentarily speechless, his eyes widening as he stared at the webpage.

Yet, no matter how often he refreshed it, the resounding phrase "Sold out" remained in bold letters. It was almost blinding.

"That's... it?" Liu Fang's lips twitched in disappointment.

He glanced at the time displayed in the bottom right corner of the screen - 12:10.

What did that signify? There seemed to be only one answer.

In less than 10 minutes, over 7,000 tickets had vanished into thin air!!!

"You must be joking!" Luo Zhenghua was dumbfounded. His position as the spiritual leader and de facto ruler of the fan club couldn't even land him a regular ticket.

"Are they all superhumans or what?" Liu Fang sighed, at a loss for words. "What now? Should we try scalpers?"

"I suppose that's our only choice..."

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[TMY Global Support Team Headquarters Group]

Huashan: "Hey... anyone got extra tickets?"

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Meanwhile, similar scenes unfolded in various locations across the country, adding a sense of frenzy to the situation.

As the news of TMY's debut concert tickets selling out within a mere 10 minutes began circulating on Weibo, it sent shockwaves through the online community, leaving many astonished.

This turn of events caught everyone off guard. While TMY's debut was anticipated to be popular, no one could have predicted such an explosive response!

Over 7,000 tickets were snatched up in just 10 minutes - what did that imply? Did it mean that if Shanghai No.7 High School had a larger venue and no limitations due to student allocations, they could have hosted a colossal, top-tier electronic music festival?

The thought was not far-fetched. In fact, 7,000 attendees were no small number.

Legend says that once the crowd exceeds 10,000, it becomes a sea of people. Although it fell short of that mark, it was still an incredibly impressive turnout.

Thankfully, Shanghai No.7 High School, one of the city's top educational institutions, has expanded its facilities multiple times since its establishment. If it were an ordinary or real-world school, even halving the number of people wouldn't guarantee to fit everyone!

Undeniably, this ticket frenzy shocked not only Luo Zhenghua and Liu Fang but also the masses across the country.

"Damn it, I couldn't snag a ticket!"

"I was stuck outside; the server couldn't handle the massive influx of people!"

"This is unbelievable. Are you all demons? Tickets were being snatched up, and within 10 minutes, they vanished."

"Hey, you up there, if you managed to secure a ticket, just a reminder - you're part of the crowd too. Yeah, it feels great to have a ticket, especially in the VIP Zone. So satisfying."

"Drag that person down from upstairs, make them face the wall and scold them!"

"↑Brother, you've taken the wrong path,↑"

"I have extra tickets in hand - three VIPs, one VIP Zone, and one Zone 1. Who wants them?"

"↑Me!!!"

"Finally got my hands on a ticket. Now, I'm rushing straight to Shanghai!"

"It's a bit last-minute, with only a few days left until the show, but I absolutely must go."

"Buying tickets at a premium! VIP ticket for 5,000 yuan. Any takers?"

"Seeking tickets at a high price!!"