It was Sunday, and on the roof of the building, a group of people in the compound of the Fulong Company also blew up.

"I didn't expect Teacher Qin's father to be so famous!" Yu Xiao's eyes widened.

"Qin Keguang, I've heard of it! I remember that my dad used to have a cassette tape from him! Many people should know about them in that era!" Liu Ying shook her head incredulously, "No wonder Teacher Qin is so high!"

Yao Beibei had a reserved and proud smile on her face, "In this way, the daughter of a music master actually served as our teacher...... How lucky!"

At this time, it was close to eleven o'clock, and Qin Keguang appeared to set off a shock, which already had a scale, and Yang Xia adjusted the frequency band to the southeast broadcast where he had interviewed Zhao Le and Wang Zhonghua before, and sure enough, Wang Zhonghua appeared again at this time.

Through the radio waves, his subdued voice swayed again, "Actually, I respect Mr. Qin Keguang very much, and I also recognize his achievements...... And I also feel deep admiration for his behavior, because when a father does not hesitate to use his reputation and artistic virtue for half his life, this behavior is very great...... However, the father's love is like a mountain, but if this love turns into blind love, it is also very sad. ”

"We often see many examples of rich second-generation losers, or heroes and bastards, and the older generation has created a monument with hard work and sweat, which is to be admitted. But the next generation, who grew up in the shadow of their powerful parents, is often also the least responsible and the most spoiled. Many times, the fame and hard work of those older generations are always ruined by such descendants. ”

Wang Zhonghua strengthened his tone, "You can't say that your Lao Tzu is a generation of musicians, the next generation is an ironclad hero, and those of us musicians who are still working hard to fight the country, craftsmen like Zhao Le, are just looking forward to plagiarizing your tall dog slaughterers!"

"You can't say that if you preemptively register the copyright in the front, you will be able to openly use your power and cunning to take advantage of other people's wisdom and hard work! Yes, we may never be able to compare with you if we are more professional! Because of the sincerity of our musicians, we didn't think of composing a song, so we hurriedly went to register it as soon as possible. In this regard, those of us musicians who have just started a career are certainly not as profound as the family style of your long-famous family!"

Wang Zhonghua paused, and then his tone was tactful, but he had a gun and a stick, "In the end, I just want to say that if Master Qin Keguang must use his prestige and status in the music industry to protect his daughter and form a one-sided oppression of the pioneers of new music, I only hope that Master Qin is old and confused, and I really don't want to see such a revered master discredited because of this mistake." ”

"What the hell...... It's just shameless!"

The disciples in the big courtyard of Fulong Company were dumbfounded when they heard it, and their fists were clenched to death, and their foreheads were bruised. Even if they are not Qin Xizhen, they are still angry in the face of Wang Zhonghua's words.

The key is that they were the witnesses of Zhao Le's plagiarism incident during the summer vacation, because they knew the ins and outs, so they understood how cunning and heart-wrenching Wang Zhonghua's words were at this moment.

They have a deep sense of the cunning and malice of the adult world. If they don't have personal experience, I'm afraid they will all be led astray by Wang Zhonghua's words, because the story of a Lao Tzu hero bastard can make some people who hate authority and hate this kind of second-generation star jump eight feet high.

Wang Zhonghua's cleverness lies in the fact that he never doubted Qin Keguang's authority and did not choose to confront it head-on, but from beginning to end, he was deliberately guiding people in the direction of Qin Keguang's calves, revealing his identity, using background energy, and suppressing people with extremely high artistic prestige.

Before Qin Xizhen had no identity background, they completely blocked her and used the authority of the right to speak at hand to suppress her. When Qin Xizhen's father stood up and stood as an undoubted majestic mountain, they turned around to shape themselves as weak and the other party bullied others with power. constantly stumbling on Qin Keguang and establishing a tragic image of fatherly love for the other party, he has artistic achievements, he loves his daughter, but his daughter is not angry, but he wants to be foolish, which is really sad and lamentable.

When everyone thinks so, it is conceivable what kind of situation Qin Keguang will fall into that is difficult to clarify.

This kind of means and methods, they play extremely slippery.

I'm afraid that even if he confronts him tonight, with Wang Zhonghua's mouth, he is only afraid that he has already had countless countermeasures for Qin Keguang's possible situation.

In the large courtyard above the roof of the building, as far as the eye can see, the city is like a dark cloud overhead, surging and closing in all directions.

An inevitable collision is imminent.

......

In the sound of time, everything that happened in the mountains and seas and the final duel was approaching.

The festival starts at half past two as usual, but from the moment it starts, everyone who pays attention to the end of the festival feels like a year. Yu Xiao received Cheng Ran's paging, and the disciples of the big courtyard came over in an uproar, but after carefully looking at the content of the paging, they were all confused, looking at each other, "Help distribute leaflets...... What do you mean?"

After eating in the afternoon, the small team of disciples in the big courtyard led by Yu Xiao gathered outside the venue under the instructions of Cheng Ran on the phone.

Yang Xia, Liu Ying, Yao Beibei, and Xie Dong, Zhang Xin, Zhou Bin and other people who had played well before.

There are ten of them.

In fact, this weekend, with Qin Xizhen's appearance at the music festival, in the private circle of middle school students, everyone soaked in each other's phone porridge to discuss this matter.

They saw Cheng Ran come out of the main venue, grabbed a large handful of work permits, and each of them hung one around his neck.

There was a tinkling sound on the road over there, and a cloak tricycle loaded with printed matter rode over, and Cheng Xiang sat on the wide guardrail on the side of the first one, came to the front, jumped down, and turned around and said, "Come on, the playlist is here!"

At this time, the sunset was already hanging obliquely, the clouds were passing away, and in the venue behind him, there was only music and noise that broke out from time to time, but after all, it was the last day of the music festival, and the momentum was obviously not as good as the previous two days.

Cheng Ran instructed everyone to help move the song list into the backstage, and wait until Qin Xizhen came on the stage before distributing it.

The sun sank, the city was lit up, the lights shone on the stage of the main venue from the huge metal roof of the stage, the sky was a little overcast, the dark clouds over the city were condensing and accumulating, the electric snake was swimming over the clouds, and then a sudden thunderclap was lit up, and a rumbling sound rolled from the sky after a while.

In the main venue of the festival, some people looked up and felt the rising humidity in the air, "It's going to rain!"

The weather forecast has actually indicated that it will be cloudy with showers today.

Umbrellas were opened one after another, one by one, and the gaps had to be dotted in the venue.

The time pointed to half past seven, and there were only two singers left, and it was about to come to an end.

At this moment, on the guest seat in the canopy of the gymnasium, Wang Zhonghua and Zhao Le are already sitting, Wang Zhonghua is in the front row, stretching out his hand, just from the end of the canopy, receiving the rain from the sky, he said, "This rain is really timely......

"It's drizzling now, and depending on the weather, it may get bigger in a while. I don't know how many people will be left below when Qin Xizhen comes to the stage......" Zhao Le looked at the main venue below, "What is this, the right time and place?"

Wang Zhonghua said lightly, "After all, it's the last day, and it doesn't have the same momentum as the first day." In any case, the first day is a golden session, and the topicality and heat caused by your performance will last for a long time, and then it will be of great benefit to the promotion and publicity. ”

Wang Zhonghua said, looking at the field, and said lightly, "People are animals that pursue freshness. At the end of the music festival, people's enthusiasm is gradually consumed, Qin Xizhen stands up at this time, what can he do?......"

......

"It's raining!There are too few people!" At this time, Qin Xizhen and his party had already arrived in the background, and Ning Yuan was gloomy, "Will everyone be done in a while?"

As soon as Ning Yuan spoke, the entire band was equally worried at this time.

The gymnasium, which can accommodate tens of thousands of people, is probably a few thousand people at most at this time, and if it is placed on a school playground, it may be more, but in the gymnasium as the main venue, it is dwarfed.

"We didn't have that many people in our previous branch performances. Will be. Qin Xizhen cheered everyone up.

"The most worrying thing is that it will continue to rain, even heavy rain, and it will be dangerous at that time!" "I was wet by the rain, and the mountains and seas were cold in the morning and evening, and the wind hit people very much!

As the minutes ticked by, they could only pray that the rain would light down or stop, but it seemed to be getting heavier and heavier. It seems that little by little, their will to fight is also being worn out.

If there is no audience, they have not been able to form an influence, even if they can fight back and argue, it will be like roaring at the empty mountain, and all they get is an empty and substantial echo.

That's the moment of real despair.

Their efforts, Qin Xizhen's refusal to give up, and everything Qin Keguang did when he stood up was in vain.

"Wait a minute!" Ning Yuan suddenly shouted, her hand stretched out, pointing into the distance, "Look!"

Everyone looked in the direction she was pointing, and it turned out to be the entrance of the guild hall, and a group of people appeared.

It was like a group of young people, who may have come in a hurry, without umbrellas, but basically they were all holding their heads upside down with their clothes, talking and laughing and pouring in from the door, and constantly looking towards the main stage.

It's just a group of people, but it's also more like a start.

The rain became heavier and heavier, but unexpectedly, the closer it was to half past eight, the number of people in the venue did not decrease but increased.

Even if the grass is muddy, even if it is difficult to walk, it is as if it has been agreed, and the closer you get to the last session, the more and more people will pour in.

People carry umbrellas, or simply wrap their heads in plastic bags, or use coats to improvise a small canopy, there are couples, there are groups of threes and fives, or solo travelers.

Clusters, clusters, rows.

From every direction.

The originally huge gymnasium lawn gradually gathered more and more in the rain.

Wang Zhonghua's Zhao Le's face began to change.

Ning Yuan, Liu Pei, and Shanan Luomu hugged each other excitedly, "People are coming! People are coming!"