“Wait, who was that?… Okay, she’s standing in line to meet you, Bieber, that must mean something. Right?… God, she’s beautiful… I wonder what it’ll feel like to hold her in my arms… Damn, can this line hurry up already? I wanna hug her!… Oh, she’s next… Smile, Bieber. Give her your signature smile. There 你 go!… Hug her, 你 idiot! She’s asking 你 to hug her! Okay… Smile. Say something nice… Okay, good. Ask for her number… Ask for her number before she leaves!… Thank god. I’m so gonna call her later tonight.”
