My Beauty Collection: Starting from Banshee Town

Chicago, Saturday.

It was only early in the morning, and the driveway into Chicago was completely blocked, and the sound of horns was endless, stirring up the early morning air in Chicago.

Most of the drivers are young people.

It happened to be the weekend, and those who were interested all drove over to join in the fun. This was a carnival.

The windows are down and the stereo is on.

The hit single from Taylor's latest album vibrates out the window.

Even if there is a traffic jam, these people are not in a hurry.

They sang loudly to the music, and what's more, they climbed onto the roof of the car and jumped, waving the banners with printed support slogans in their hands.

It's not just one or two people, this kind of thing becomes a chain reaction and spreads rapidly on the road.

The old and beautiful young people like to be lively, but now listening to the familiar music, they all know that they are like-minded, and they quickly become restless.

Some people are still jumping excitedly despite the dented roof.

Near the toll booth, densely packed with vehicles, it became a grand road party.

"Pop puff!"

A helicopter came from a distance, and the words TV marked on it were particularly obvious.

Seeing the photographer sitting at the cabin door, everyone cheered loudly and waved to the top.

"God, do you believe what you see now?"

The host grabbed the handle of the helicopter vigorously, and the high-altitude wind blew his hair like a chicken coop, but he ignored it and shouted loudly with the microphone:

"How many years has it been in Chicago, there has not been a scene like this."

"Looking at the young people below, it reminds me of the frenzy caused by the Beatles landing in the United States, which is no different from that time."

"They're all here for one person, and that person is Taylor Swift."

This is just the road, and now all the traffic nodes are full of crowds.

The Chicago subway, whether it's the Orange, Brown, Purple, Blue or Green Lines, is adding service.

The large parking lots near Soldier Field are all provided with free shuttle buses to ensure the smooth operation of the surrounding traffic conditions.

Yesterday's events were completely unfolded, and today's Chicago is expected to have at least 15 people pouring into it.

Not to mention that there are still people in this city active, and the entire public transportation system is undergoing rigorous tests.

The mayor's words have already been released, and there is no possibility of taking them back.

The public departments of the whole city are basically on duty, welcoming this grand party.

The whole of Chicago is much more noisy than ever before.

But the person who caused all this grand occasion was still sleeping soundly in the room, trying to make up for the sleep lost due to tossing and turning last night.

After Ethan got up in the morning, he first contacted his colleagues in the intelligence team.

Danny really became a rat in the ditch, and despite the huge reward, no trace of him could be found.

So far, it's useless to think about it.

With nothing to do now, it was like a vacation, so he simply went to the basement to practice against a bunch of dumbbells and barbells, and the sound of smashing irons sounded.

Running in Chicago doesn't have the Banshee feel, and he's been working out in his basement lately.

Despite the blessing of the system, Ethan also exercises regularly.

Only then can he have the feeling of perfect control over his body.

Putting down the heavy barbell, the sweat on his body has become shiny.

With the towel thrown over his shoulders, he was only wearing a pair of purple-gold size eight basketball pants, and walked up the first floor bare-chested.

After some exercise, the muscles on Ethan's body were congested, and he looked like a strange man.

"Good morning!"

When he came to the living room, he greeted Bellis and Chloe.

Chloe came over early, and the two women were lying on the sofa, watching the live news reports. When Ethan appeared, their eyes immediately shifted.

Not only that, but her eyes followed him all the way outside.

Ethan stood by the swimming pool, wiped off his sweat, and threw the towel to the deck chair behind him. He jumped up and made a big splash.

Until then, the two people sitting on the sofa looked away.

"Go and wake her up."

Chloe knocked on her watch and urged, "It's almost time, we should leave early."

Bellis nodded and walked upstairs quickly.

Ten minutes later, Ethan supported the edge of the pool with both hands, and jumped out of the water, leaving a large puddle of water on the ground.

In the living room, Taylor just came down from the living room.

She put on black-rimmed glasses, tugged at her sleeves and yawned like a girl next door.

"Morning~"

Ethan stroked his wet hair and waved hello.

"Good morning."

Seeing his shirtless appearance, Taylor's eyes lit up, he smiled and waved his palms.

She adjusted her black-rimmed glasses, and walked briskly down the stairs.

"Give."

Before Ethan could reach the reclining chair beside him, Taylor ran over with small steps, picked up the towel, and handed it to him with both hands.

"Thank you~"

Ethan looked at the glasses girl in front of him, and took the towel with some embarrassment.

The embarrassment was not because of her, but because of the two people sitting in the living room, their jaws almost fell to the ground.

"I'm your bodyguard, you don't have to do this for me."

Ethan rubbed his body, shrugged and said, "Those who don't know, thought something happened between us."

"I am willing."

Taylor glanced at the two people inside, flicked his hair nonchalantly, and walked briskly inside.

In the living room, Chloe opened and closed her mouth, wanting to ask something, but couldn't.

She looked at Ethan and closed her mouth angrily.

It can be seen that he is not the one who takes the initiative.

After a while, everyone went out. Holding a concert is not a simple matter, and there are too many things that need to be communicated.

Although they have a large team of support work, they still need to arrive at the scene several hours in advance.

Soldier Field.

The concert started at night, and it was already crowded before noon.

The number of people who came to support was beyond everyone's imagination.

Looking at the dark crowd, Ethan's scalp felt a little numb. If he really had to count the number of people, the big scene he had seen was actually not as good as the few people in the car.

Experienced fans have long been waiting in the VIP channel.

Seeing that the security personnel controlling the field became tense, these people suddenly realized something.

The next moment, the convoy appeared in the field of vision.

The crowd rushed forward one after another, the cheers sounded like a wave, their arms waved wildly, and some people were even moved to tears.

Looking at those crazy fans, Ethan secretly clicked his tongue.

Like music, he can understand.

But people like this, who are dying to live, are beyond comprehension.

But thinking of Danny, he suddenly felt that these people were normal, no matter how crazy they were, they would never think of killing the person they liked.

"No."

Seeing Taylor reach out to touch the button, Chloe quickly stopped: "It's not safe."

Ethan had a headset on his ears and a walkie-talkie on his body. He knew all the information about the police and security. He knew that anyone who could enter this place had passed the first round of security checks.

He pressed the button, and the window opened a gap of a few centimeters:
"It's okay to just open a seam."

Taylor pursed his lips, stretched out an arm from the car window, and kept waving at the people outside.

These people are here to support themselves and need to respond.

Seeing the hand protruding from the car window, the people outside became even more excited, squeezing the two security walls to the side.

The vehicle drove slowly past the fanatical crowd, and soon got into the Soldier Field. (end of this chapter)